From the mugwort window of my room, a landscape of fresh green mugwort spreads out.

There are two windows in this room.

He is the type of person who thinks it's a moonlit night if it's bright, so he only has a one-sided perspective.

That man-child is still living in his parents' house.

He is called a 'kid's room uncle', and is alienated from society.

I reserved a single room.

We booked a double room.

When I looked into her eyes, the phrase 'the eyes are the window to the soul' came to mind.

This house is warm even in winter because it has double-pane windows.

He is studying the shape of a tetrahemihexahedron.