Let me translate it orally:
By Alex (usually who wrote it)
In the afternoon, he arrived at the house. He didn't see any golden windows, only an old house with a lot of rubbish piled outside. Then he knocked at the door. A little boy his age opened the door. He asked him if he had seen a house with golden windows. "Of course, I know," the boy said and told him to sit on the porch. When he sat there, the boy pointed to his house, and then he saw the sunset turn his window into gold.