Recently I got an essay, title as above. I would like to expose it and let you guys have a look.


I am covering in pyjamas, walking out the door, treading on the cold mosaic tile and then rest my hand on the thick wooden handle of the chair. Sometimes it is wet and sometimes it makes me feel freeze. I close my eyes, listening to the song of birds, let the shivery morning air break through my face and take a deep breath. I used to do this before the first sun rays in the morning. I can dimly feel the fresh cold air fleetly pass through my nose; soak into my lung and my mind, refreshing each and every nerve of my body. Looking down straight is the open air car park. Out of the compound of my apartment, is the plat of Damansara. On the left, there is a hill extends to the center of my view, and under the hill is an uptown for rich family. I can see there are many bungalow and semi-d lying down nearby the hill, and a group of shop lots and a primary school. The lights are just nice to match with the night view to attract me, again and again. Every time when I look at the school, I can see mothers who are carrying baggage for their little children and I will go to take a telescope to look at the children and take a second to flash back my childhood. Outside of the town is the famous LDP highway passing from the lower sinister corner of my view to the upper dexter corner. When I look to the right, it is a busy town, and there is where I am always staring at every countdown moments. There are a total of six mega malls lying there, which are One Utama, The Curve, Tesco, Cineleisure, Ikea and Ikano Power Center. Once in a moment, I take a sweet banana cake with a cup of hot coffee to start a wonderful day! This is my balcony, I feel so blessedness staying on the top floor of the apartment.


I feel this essay is quite good, but still need you guys to leave comment(s) about it. Thanks first.