In the morning, my mother called my sister and I together for a meeting. The content of the meeting was cleaning up. We had to help our sister to clean the desk. What about me? I cleaned the floor and emptied the garbage, while my mother was in charge of the kitchen. After the meeting was over.
We started to do our own place, and soon we heard my sister cry, the book is used up, can we not? mother said, yes, but we should put it in the place where we buy paper. I saw my sister very much. I also conscientiously cleaned the room. I never let go of every corner. I didnt know how the sugar paper got under the sofa. But I still found it. After working for almost a whole morning, I finally cleaned it up. The room gave people a new feeling.