写一篇关于整理房间的英语作文写五句话
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篇1
    Cleaning My Room - An Adventure!
    Cleaning my room is always such a big adventure! There are so many things to do and treasures to discover. Where do I even begin?
    First, I have to make my bed. This is usually the hardest part because my sheets get all twisted up into a big knot in the middle of the night. I have to yank and pull to get them straight. Mom always says "Tidy bed, tidy mind!" so I try my best. Once the sheets are smooth, I pile up all my stuffed animals at the top so they can watch over me as I clean.
    Next, it's time to pick up all the toys, books, and clothes that have been scattered around the floor. This is when the real treasure hunt begins! I never know what I'll find under the bed
or behind the dresser. Last time, I discovered my missing superhero action figure that I thought was lost forever. Score! Sometimes I get distracted playing with my toys instead of putting them away. But eventually, everything gets tossed into the toy box or on the bookshelf where it belongs.
sort of things什么意思    Then I move on to my desk, which is usually the biggest mess of all. Papers, pencils, erasers, and art supplies get strewn everywhere when I'm working on my projects. I sort through the clutter, throwing away any trash and putting the keepers into piles. I use my favorite folders to organize my drawings, stories, and worksheets from school. Seeing my desk clean and clear makes me feel so accomplished!
    Once the big things are taken care of, it's time for the final touches. I go around and dust all the surfaces - the windowsill, the dresser top, my nightstand. I use a rag to wipe everything down until it shines. Fluffing up my pillows and straightening the curtains finishes it all off nicely. By the end, my room looks and smells so fresh!
    The hard work is worth it when I can admire my clean, tidy space. I feel so proud of mys
elf for putting in the effort. Sure, getting started is always tough, but once I get going it's really fun to rediscover my room and all my treasures. Who knows what adventures tomorrow's cleaning will bring? I can't wait to find out!
篇2
    Cleaning My Room: A Neverending Battle
    I really really hate cleaning my room. It's the worst chore ever! My mom is always nagging me to pick up my toys, make my bed, and put my clothes away. But I just never feel like doing it. My room is my space to do what I want. If I want to leave my action figures all over the floor in an epic battle scene, I should be able to. If I want to toss my shirts and pants everywhere while searching for that one favorite outfit, so be it. It's my room, my mess!
    Mom doesn't see it that way though. She comes in and goes "Billy! This room is a pigsty! How can you even find anything in this mess?" I try to explain to her that I have a brilliant or
ganiz???ational system going on. I know exactly where everything is - it just looks like a mess to her. The plastic dinosaurs are attacking the Lego city over there. My soccer uniform is under that pile of comic books. And my favorite stuffed bear Mr.Snuggles is keeping my bed warm for me. What's the big deal?
    But mom won't listen to reason. She'll start picking things up, putting them in piles, and ordering me to sort through it all. "Anything you don't need gets thrown out or donated," she'll declare. No way! What if I suddenly need my old holey socks to make a puppet show? Or that broken shortie super shooter could be crucial scenario prop? You never know when junk will come in handy for a fun project.
    So I'll begrudgingly start going through the piles, desperately trying to make a case for keeping every last thing. "But mom, this stretched out T-shirt makes a perfect circus tent for my toys!" She'll just shake her head with her "oh brother" look and toss it in the donate box. It's like she doesn't appreciate my creative genius at all.
    Eventually, she runs out of patience and plays hard ball. "Young man, this room gets cle
aned up today or no video games for a month!" That's just plain cruel. Holding my beloved games hostage over a dumb room that'll just get messy again in no time. But I know better than to push my luck, so I'll let out a huge plaintive sigh and get to work.
    I'll shuffle around gathering up clothes, books, and random objects into their designated areas. Making the bed is the hardest part - I have to do that stupid hospital corner tuck thing. And forget about dusting! That's just crazy. What's the point when I'll just get fingerprints all over in five minutes?
    Two torturous hours later, I've shoved, crammed and furiously cleaned up until the room looks almost presentable. Toys are put away, books are (mostly) on shelves, and my clothes are off the floor. Ecstatic, I'll call mom in to inspect my work while silently praying she doesn't spot the miscellaneous junk I've swept under the bed.
    Nine times out of ten, she'll grudgingly approve while reminding me to "try keeping it this way for more than a day." Yeah right! I think we both know this will be an endless cycle. My room will look clean and organized for about 24 hours before the entropy sets in again. A w
eek later and it'll be a hopeless disaster zone once more. Then we'll do this whole routine all over again.

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