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Thursday, March 31, 2011

A sense of place

     I am in my house ni Taipei, Taiwan, This is where I live. I had lots of memory in my house after I studied abroad for almost a year. Of course, ther are no dramatic decoration and speculate drama. It is clean and simple. My house makes me relaxed. I would rather stay in my house drink a cup of tea and eating my favorite mom made cooks for all day, even laying on the low profile Italian sofa watching TV. This is the place I live. I enjoy every moment in my live. My house was desinged by my mom's friend who is a famous interior designer in my country. He made the sappired-colored glass of windows and light. My house in front of the sunset.Inside my house. the light reflect or refract pass through the window to my house. It makes our house much more brightly than others. my beroom also have tow big stainless-glass windows. Once I open, I could see the mountain in front of me. In the oppoiste way, In front of the living room, I can see the sightview of city countenance. In my ordinary living room, there are eight audio surround the living room. I felt like I listen to euphorious ochestra.
    I remember that my house give me lots of memory in my life. especially with my brother. I live in same bedroom with my brother when we are children. I always prank him and played with my young brother.  No doubt that we are very close. While I am looking at my house, I feel comfortable to stay. Actually I am pretty busy everyday when iwas in Tauiwan. But when I think I can go back my home to chill. My feeling is so relaxing. I miss my house.

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  2. I can imagine how your home looks like. Great definition. while I'm reading your post, I can also feel my home in Korea.

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