What sentences describe the beautiful environment of the house?

1, among the green trees, neat tile houses and old thatched houses are intertwined, just like a chess game that has been killed in full swing.

This is a low and shabby south house. The room is dark and humid all the year round, the wall skin has already fallen off, and the wall is uneven.

3. The thatched cottage, though not far away, seems to have a vague outline. What does that look like? Low and bloated, next to the mountainside, there is just a pit, and all the houses are in the pit, just like dogs; A lazy dog sleeps in a kennel. There are wall-like things outside, all made of variegated stones, but they are tattered and deformed. Occasionally, they seem to be just piles of stones.

This is a huge old house, at the foot of a pale rock. There is a bamboo forest behind the house, and the knotted bamboo roots hang down from the wall like whips. An abandoned well covered with duckweed below has become the best seclusion place for frogs.

I am afraid of that kind of seclusion and feel an attraction, because butterflies' colorful wings are flying on the almost deserted grass road, and there are rare red and green dragonflies elsewhere. I myself grow quietly like those neglected plants.

Light sandalwood surrounds you, and the hollowed-out carved window frames are submerged by tiny sunlight. Take a closer look. Below you is a soft wooden bed, exquisitely decorated with carved flowers. Your body is a brocade quilt, leaning to one side, and an ancient woman's boudoir comes into view. The guqin stands in the corner, and the bronze mirror is placed on the wooden dresser. The room is so fresh and leisurely.

There are white marble pillars in the four corners of the room, and the surrounding walls are carved with white stone bricks. Orchids inlaid with gold bloom enchanting among the white stones, and the blue gauze curtain overflows with the wind. Brake marks stand in this ten-meter-high building. If it weren't for the killer's unique calmness, he would have fainted long ago, and two words kept appearing in his mind: luxury.

7. There is a row of paulownia at the door. They have planted it for five or six years. Now the biggest bowl is thick, and the smallest one is as big as a teacup. There are several yellow bud trees and an evergreen tree at the door. Even in the cold winter, you can still see the "green" that exudes vitality and welcomes everything in spring.