The develop of my room

The first stage: The beds are separated. There are only two beds and desks in the room. The wall is white without anything



The second stage: We put the postcard on the wall and the map of America. We buought colorful pin then pin the city where we went to. We put two beds togther and stick our names on the wall even the friend who sometimes would stay over.

The third stage: one day, we pick a shelf from the corner of street. That was not the frist time to pick the furniture from the street. We had picked a shoe carbinet, a desk of living room, a chair. Before I came to New York, my sister's friend had told me that all his furniture picked from the street when he lived in here. At the begining, I did not believed him. I realized now. So I keep eyes on the recylce garbage now. There is always surprised.