Verses using metaphors in ancient poetry

1. Poems about metaphors

Poems about metaphors 1. What are the sentences about metaphors

1. The memory of beauty is the most precious thing in life inheritance, the instinct to recognize beauty is the secret key God gives us to enter heaven.

2. The Mediterranean coast became the cradle of Western civilization.

3. A book you love is a friend.

4. The Communist Party is the sun.

5. Diligence is the begonia that blooms after a storm.

6. You are the thick shade in the hot summer.

7. You are the beacon light in the foggy sea.

8. Groups of "Qing students studying abroad" in the crash course, with big braids on their heads, so high that the top of the students' hats rose up, forming a Mount Fuji.

9. The survival essay must be a dagger or a spear, something that can fight a bloody path of survival with the reader.

10. However, Chaohua Club closed down soon. I don’t want to explain the reasons. In short, Rou Shi’s ideal head hit a big nail first. Although his strength was whitened, in addition, he had to Go borrow a hundred dollars to pay the paper bill.

11. Most of the time, dark clouds gather around, and the mountains turn into mountains and rivers.

12. Of course, the spring breeze has a lasting impulse. Everything is moving towards the spring, looking for hope. Leisurely in the spring night, you will think about what you will think about, see what you will do, and what you will do. There is only a string of question marks hanging over my head. I don’t know, headless and disorderly, who can remind me, and I have a hundred thousand desires for the spring breeze. At this time, how can you mention one ten thousandth, without being bored, and indulge in all the boundless, irregular and invisible fantasies, and just throw your eyebrows at whatever you can fantasize about.

13. Of course, the spring breeze has a lasting impulse. Everything is moving towards the spring, looking for hope. Leisurely in the spring night, you will think about what you will think about, see what you will do, and what you will do. There is only a string of question marks hanging over my head. I don’t know, headless and disorderly, who can remind me, and I have a hundred thousand desires for the spring breeze. At this time, how can you mention one ten thousandth, without being bored, and indulge in all the boundless, irregular and invisible fantasies, and just throw your eyebrows at whatever you can fantasize about.

14. The spring sun reflects into the flower stamens, the spring breeze shakes the flower branches, the orioles and swallows dance gracefully, and the bees linger among the flowers. It is so beautiful. Being in the spring scenery, with the sun shining brightly and the various colors mixing together, how can one not marvel at the ingenuity of nature, which instantly transforms into a picture more colorful than a kaleidoscope.

15. Now, spring has arrived. Spring is the most beautiful season of the year. Throughout the ages, people have used almost all beautiful words and poems to describe and praise spring. Spring brings vitality and hope to people.

2. Poems containing metaphors

When a man is about to die, his words are kind; when a bird is about to die, his song is sad

————"The Analects of Confucius" 》

After death, I know that everything is in vain, but the sadness is not the same as that of Jiuzhou.

Wang Shibei fixed the day of the Central Plains, and he never forgot to tell Nai Weng about the family sacrifices.

———— Shier Lu You

I would rather die with the fragrance on the branches than blow it down in the north wind

———— "Painting Chrysanthemums" by Zheng Sixiao

If people love flowers and plants like this, and live and die according to people's wishes, no one will complain about the sorrow and pain.

————"The Peony Pavilion·Looking for Dreams" Tang Xianzu

No matter how beautiful the scenery is in a good time, who can enjoy the pleasure!

————"The Peony Pavilion" by Tang Xianzu

The cold rain cannot be heard through the quiet window, so I turn on the light and read "The Peony Pavilion".

There are people in the world who are obsessed with me, but Xiaoqing is the only one who is sad!

————"Untitled" Ming. Feng Xiaoqing

The mountains and rivers are cut off by thousands of books, and I read about you having pity on me in my dreams.

I am now in a state of confusion due to illness, and I only dream of idle people, not of you.

I advise you to stop writing sad autumn poems, and let your white hair fall like stars.

After all, the same dream lasts for hundreds of years, so what difference does it make if it lasts for a long time?

When I am sick and worried, I can’t tell you how to tell me.

———— The above is from "Three Three Poems for Rewarding Lotte" by Yuan Zhen

To Li Dan Yuanxi

Author: Wei Yingwu (Tang Dynasty)

Last year I saw you farewell in the flowers, but today the flowers bloom again for another year.

It is difficult to predict the world, and the sorrow of spring makes me sleep alone.

I miss the fields when I am sick, and I am ashamed of my salary when I am in exile.

When I heard the truth, I wanted to come to inquire about it. I watched the full moon from the west tower several times.

The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year

————"Ode to the White Head" Liu Xiyi

3. Poems containing metaphors

Don’t be afraid of the floating clouds covering your eyes, because you are at the highest level.

When a person is about to die, his words are kind; when a bird is about to die, his song is also mournful

————"The Analects"

After death, you will know that everything is in vain , but the sadness is not the same as that of Jiuzhou.

On the day when Wang Shibei set the Central Plains, he did not forget to tell Nai Weng about family sacrifices.

————Shier Lu You

I would rather die with the fragrance on the branches than blow it down in the north wind

————"Painting Chrysanthemums" by Zheng Sixiao

Flowers like this are loved by people, and life and death follow them. I wish that no one would complain about the sorrow and pain.

————"The Peony Pavilion·Dream Search" by Tang Xianzu

Whose home is home for the beautiful scenery in good times?

————"The Peony Pavilion" by Tang Xianzu

4. Tell me about the classic poems with metaphors

Even when a person is about to die, he speaks well. When a bird is about to die, its song is also mournful——The Analects of Confucius. After death, you know that everything is in vain, but the sorrow is not shared by all the nine states. On the day when Wang Shibei set the Central Plains, he did not forget to tell Nai Weng about family sacrifices.————Shier Lu You would rather The fragrant branches holding each other to death have never been blown away in the north wind————"Painting Chrysanthemums" Zheng Sixiao's flowers and plants are loved by people, and life and death follow people's wishes, so there is no one to complain about the sorrow and pain.————" "Peony Pavilion · Dream Searching" Tang Xianzu's good time, the beautiful scenery is so beautiful, who has the pleasure to enjoy it! ————"The Peony Pavilion" Tang Xianzu The cold rain cannot be heard through the quiet window, so I turn on the lamp and watch "The Peony Pavilion". There are people in the world who are also obsessed with me. Isn't it Xiaoqing who is the only one who is sad! ————"Untitled" Ming Dynasty. Feng Xiaoqing's mountains and rivers are cut off from thousands of books, and I think that you will take pity on me. I heard about it in my dreams. I am mentally disturbed due to illness now, but I only dream of idle people and not of you. I advise you to stop writing sad autumn poems, and your hair will turn gray. Like a star, it can fall. After all, the same dream is the same for hundreds of years. What is the difference over the years? What is the reason for being less. I am sick and melancholy, and I can tell you how to go for hundreds of miles. ———— The above is from "Three Three Poems for Rewarding Lotte" written by Yuan Zhen Li Dan Yuanxi Author: Wei Yingwu (Tang Dynasty) Last year, I saw you farewell in the flowers, and today the flowers bloom for another year. The world is uncertain and difficult to predict, and I sleep alone in spring. I am sick and miss the fields, and I am exiled in the city and am ashamed of my salary. After hearing the Tao, I wanted to come to ask for advice. I looked at the moon in the west tower and it was full. Every year the flowers are the same, but the people are different every year.——Liu Xiyi in "Dai Bai Tou Yin".