Compose a 200-word essay comparing a street lamp to a human being

1. A 200-word essay that uses objects as metaphors for people. For example, street lamps

Speaking of lamps, some people like lanterns, some like revolving lanterns, and some like lanterns. But I have a special liking for street lights.

At night, when you are walking on the busy streets, do you see millions of street lights silently emitting light, indicating the movement of vehicles? When you see this scene, do you know this? Street lamp, the story behind it? Or distressed? What about Jianxin?

Yes, he is making selfless contributions. He silently illuminates the dark night sky and the earth, so that people can appreciate the beautiful night scene and enable vehicles to drive safely. This is exactly how it is. Street lights have done so much for people! But how do we love and protect him? Advertising paper was pasted on the lamp pole, paintings were written on the lamp pole, and scratches were left on the lamp pole... Today's street lamps have changed beyond recognition! It was the street lamp that he endured all of this silently without saying a word of pain.

I praise street lights, which are unknown and do not ask for praise. They are not like revolving lanterns, lanterns, and neon lights, which desperately show their beauty to people and let people praise and appreciate it. Street lights are not for Beautiful scenery and luxurious villas are meant to illuminate the future and give people light. In fact, they don't like to live in this "city" full of smoke, dust and exhaust gas. Why? For people! They are willing to pay any price!

The street lamp reminds me of the teacher again. The teacher is like the street lamp, guiding us towards the light. The street lamp reminds me of the farmer uncles. They are also like the street lamp, dedicated in obscurity...

I sing the praises of street lamps, their holiness, dedication, and the spirit of not asking for praise. I want to salute you on behalf of people all over the world! 2. Write a 210-word essay about the unknown street lamp

I love street lamps, their due diligence, their selfless dedication, and their perseverance.

Whenever night falls, many street lights on the streets and alleys reveal a yellowish light. Although they are not as bright as operating lights, they do not have the flowing colors of Yihong, and they do not provide warmth. Lamps have such an effect of keeping the cold away and bringing warmth, but the contribution they make is commendable! They light up as soon as it gets dark, lighting up the night path with their yellowish light! Even if there are violent storms, thunder and lightning, they are at their posts, day after day, year after year. They have become old and shabby. The graffiti, peeling paint and the not-so-bright lights are the symbols of their age and shabby appearance! Only then will they be considered laid off, and new successors will come! They are repeating the things of the previous generation.

This also made me think of those people in life who stick to their posts like street lights and contribute in obscurity. "The spring silkworms will not lose their silk until they die, and the candles will dry up with tears only when they turn to ashes." For example, our teachers work tirelessly to impart knowledge to us and teach us the principles of life, but what kind of reward do they get? "Go home safely and celebrate the New Year happily" is a slogan that everyone knows, but have we ever thought about what it would be like without those drivers and train conductors who insist on doing their jobs every day, 365 days a year?

Will we get home safely? There are also so many scientists. It can be said that the great development, great progress, and great leaps in science today would have been achieved without the silently dedicated scientists below. There are also the police who serve the people, the soldiers who protect the border rivers, and the doctors who save lives and heal the wounded. Without their dedication, would we have the happy life we ??have now? I love street lamps and the ordinaryness of street lamps, but I love those unknown devotees even more. They teach me the truth about life and spur me to work hard. 3. Use symbolic techniques to write a short 200-word essay about street lamps

Lamps (described the teacher using symbolic techniques)

Lamps

At night, walking alone on On the way, I felt a sense of confusion and fear in my heart, which made me tremble. Suddenly, at this moment, I discovered something that doubled my confidence. The lights turned on, and in an instant, I saw the light. To hope.

At this time, I am no longer afraid, because light is right in front of me, hope is right in front of me, they illuminate my eyes, illuminate my heart, and guide me in the way forward.

Gradually, I discovered that there was a person beside me. His characteristics were very similar to those of the lamp. He also allowed us to see the existence of light and hope. That person was my teacher.

Teachers educate us as human beings and teach us knowledge. With their meticulous attitude and teachings, the teacher allows us to see the infinite brightness of the future. Like a lamp, it burns itself, but gives us light and hope. .

I think that if there were no teachers, my future would be like walking at night without lights, which would also make me feel confused and scared. Now, I firmly believe that under the guidance of the teacher, we will embark on a road to success, because I have seen the dawn of hope, and his light has led us to that place.

At night, I walked alone on the road again. This time, I walked very calmly. I knew the direction to go, because he was guiding us. He was afraid that we would not be able to find the direction in the dark night. , so he kept the light on until the destination. 4. Imitation of groundnuts as a metaphor for people - street lamps, 200 words

Composition on street lamps as a metaphor for people

Time: 2019-09-08 13:31:12 | Author: Ba Yin Grid

Street lights are a very common thing, found on almost every street. They are neatly arranged in rows, standing upright like sentinels. They bring light and light to people. Warmth brings incomparable strength to the motherland.

It illuminates for us, but no one notices it. It just enjoys the light it shines on people. Even if there is no one, it will never strike, never give up, and insists on working hard. It goes on... day after day, for who knows how many years, and it doesn't even say a word of complaint.

This reminds me of teachers. Teachers are as obscenely dedicated as street lamps. The teacher gets up before dawn in the morning to prepare lessons. Sometimes his voice is hoarse and he still insists on teaching everyone. In the evening, we all fell into sweet dreams, but the teacher was still correcting homework for the students, preparing lessons, and working hard while wearing reading glasses, without any complaints. When you are in the most difficult times, they help you stand up again from the dark world, start a new life, and lead you to a bright and successful path. It's like street lights suddenly light up in the darkness, shining for you. Teachers are like street lights, dedicating themselves and illuminating others.

I like street lights and even more people with this quality. 5. A 20o word essay on the contribution of street lights

The contribution of street lights

There is a street light in front of my house. It illuminates the way for people all the time. It is because of the alley It’s too dark, so I came to contribute to everyone. Its body is a long pillar, it wears a silver dress, and has a big iron cap on its head. Inside the iron cap is a small light bulb. Don't underestimate this little light bulb! The light it emits is very bright. The long pillar looks like its skin is very rough. Perhaps this is a testimony of the weather it has experienced. There is no dust on the iron cap, showing how unpretentious it is. Thousands of people passed by under the street lights, but no one observed it. In the stormy summer, we take shelter at home, but it radiates light for people in the pouring rain. In the winter, it is covered with snow, and it still performs its duties motionless despite the biting cold wind. Once I passed by that street lamp, and I always saw birds, butterflies and street lamps chatting and laughing. I was envious that they could be friends with the street lamp. I longed for it very much! I looked at them from behind the wall, my eyes filled with longing. It seemed to be waving to me, asking me to play with them. We became friends, and the street lamp told us a story: "Its friend, the street lamp, always stands still and lights the way for people no matter how violent the storm, severe cold or scorching heat, and never feels tired." He also told me that "people's Life is limited, but serving the people is unlimited. We must devote our limited life to unlimited service." After hearing this, I smiled and said, "You are so stupid." After laughing, I felt ashamed. I don't know how to contribute at all, I only know how to enjoy. It also made me understand that street lights are spreading the selfless spirit to the world. In the storm, I held an umbrella and went home. When I passed the street light, I stopped. I stared at it and said, "Thanks for your hard work, my friend!" The biting wind was still blowing, but it had no fear. Unwavering, he still performed his duties.

Braving the wind and rain, it radiates light and indicates the direction of people's walking. Looking at the street lights, that sentence clearly emerged in my mind: "Human life is limited, but serving the people is infinite. We must devote our limited life to unlimited service to the people." "Street lamp, although you are not as eye-catching as neon lights, you have a noble quality of selfless dedication. From you, I understand the meaning of "responsibility will always be in my heart." You, being so simple and unpretentious, have made so many contributions to people. Aren’t our teachers, cleaners, and doctors your incarnation? I will always remember their selfless dedication. 6. An essay describing street lights

When you are riding a bicycle in the early morning and rushing to work; when you are walking to school in the early morning light of the night; when you are with your family When the moon and stars are shining...Friend, will you realize that the god of night is accompanying you - the street lamp? You may be surprised: "The street lamp is very ordinary!" But when you stand under the street lamp and think deeply for a while, you will find that the street lamp is not ordinary, even great, and it is not false to call it the god of night.

Street lamps, they are very simple by nature. Because they are not as colorful as lanterns, nor as eye-catching as wall lamps.

Whenever darkness comes, it always shines light into the world. Under its illumination, everything around seems poetic, and the whole environment seems comfortable and harmonious. Although its light is not big enough or bright enough, it can be close to everything it has and dedicate its light to mankind without reservation. Even if it is sometimes clouded, it cannot be veiled. It can still split the wind and rain and put itself into the world. The light is transmitted to human beings and illuminates the dark corners.

A simple street lamp, is there anything in the world that can compare with your beauty? Spring flowers? No, it can only bloom in the wind and sunshine, and wither with a little wind and frost; summer water? No, although it gives the impression of pliability, it can be furious; the winter sun? No, although it gives people warmth, it will escape when encountering dark clouds. I think of the teacher. He can be compared with the street lamp, because the teacher's career is as noble as the street lamp, and the teacher's soul is as noble as the street lamp. Maybe I was a student and have been in contact with many teachers since I was a child, so I have some understanding of teachers; maybe my ideal is to be a teacher, and as a future teacher, I have an almost obsessive sense of honor; maybe... in short, I am There are too many similarities between teachers and street lamps.

Street lights are not like the light of meteors that only exist for a moment, nor are they as weak as the light of stars. Street lights are like a unique star. If you want your life to be eternal, Please choose to be the god of night - a street lamp. Street lamps Every day, every day, I see them, they have already taken root - in a land that is not suitable for taking roots.

One day, a hot and melancholy afternoon, I was walking along the sidewalk, listening to my lonely footsteps among the passing crowds. Suddenly, I saw them again. Suddenly, I discovered that there is such a complete language in the world of trees.

I stood quietly and tried to understand a story they told: We are a row of trees, standing in the flying dust of the city. Many friends say that we should not be standing here. In fact, we know this better than anyone else.

Our home is in the mountains, in the virgin forest where the sun never shines. But we are actually standing here, standing on the side of this two-lane road. This is undoubtedly a kind of depravity.

Our companions are all sucking the dew and playing with the cool clouds. And what about us? Our only decoration, as you can see, is the constant soot.

Yes, our fate has been decided. In this industrial city full of vehicles and chimneys, our existence is just a sad embellishment. But you can save your sympathy, because this fate is actually our own choice - otherwise we don't have to grow green leaves in spring and provide shade in summer.

Holy work is always painful, but only this pain can give us depth. When night comes, the whole city is bustling with traffic, red lights and green wine.

And we are in silence, we are in darkness, and we are in loneliness that is not understood.

But we endured the pain until our gums were sore, until the flag of the morning glow rose slowly, and we stood in a row to pay tribute - no matter what, there must be some people in our city to welcome the sun! If others don’t welcome it, we are responsible for ushering in the light.

At this time, perhaps a child who got up early came over and breathed the fresh air greedily. This is our proudest moment. Yes, perhaps all people have long been accustomed to filth, but we still stubbornly create freshness that is not cherished.

Perhaps we are happiest when it rains. The rain brings us news about old friends and brings us back to our carefree old forest in our imagination. We cried in the rain, we have always loved the life there - even though we gave up on it.

Standing in the dust of the city, we are a row of sad and happy trees. After the story was told, everything was silent.

A story with neither plot nor interlude, but I heard them sigh deeply. I know that the story at least touched them.

Then I heard another, deeper sigh—I knew it was my own. Who illuminates a bright sky for people in the dark night? Who is the one who still stretches out his back and serves people under the impact of the storm? It's the inconspicuous and unobtrusive street lamp.

In the dark night, when you are walking on the street, what exists in your field of vision is not only the bustling streets, but also the "workers" who work all night long - -----Street lights. On a windy and rainy night, when you walk on the street, you will be bent down by the cold. At this moment, you look up at the street lamp, it is still so tall and straight, using your only ability to serve people It brings a bright world and allows pedestrians to walk smoothly.

Speaking of street lights, I have to think of those teachers who are fighting on the education front. Street lights are my lights at night, but teachers are my "guiding lights" on the road of life.

I am a middle school student, and every word the teacher says to me is a "gleam" of "guiding light" for me. Although it is a small beam of light, it is Show me which path to choose so that I won’t go astray and I will be an upright person. I have followed his glimmer of light and walked through part of my life unobstructed.

Street lamp, you are the eternal illuminator in people's darkness, the only strong one in the wind and rain, and the greatest brave man in people's hearts. You are my role model. I want to learn from you, your strong and unyielding spirit, and your mentality of serving the people.

Learn your noble qualities of doing things for others without caring about your own safety. Street lights! You are the lamp and I am the traveler. Who else but you is my illuminator in the darkness.

I will follow your example to be a strong man, and use my strong body and noble personality to build my distant and glorious future. 7. Even if you use the street lamp topic, you should also write an essay that uses objects as metaphors for people

Dear friends, when you are riding your bicycle in the early morning and rushing to work; When you are walking to school; when you and your family are shining under the moon and stars... My friend, will you realize the god of night accompanying you - the street lamp? You may be surprised: "The street lamp is very ordinary!" But when you stand under the street lamp and think deeply for a while, you will find that the street lamp is not ordinary, even great, and it is not false to call it the god of night.

Street lamps, they are very simple by nature. Because they are not as colorful as lanterns, nor as eye-catching as wall lamps.

Whenever darkness comes, it always shines light into the world. Under its illumination, everything around seems poetic, and the whole environment seems comfortable and harmonious. Although its light is not big enough or bright enough, it can be close to everything it owns and dedicate its light to mankind without reservation. Even if it is sometimes clouded, it cannot be veiled. It can still split the wind and rain and use itself as a veil. The light is transmitted to human beings and illuminates the dark corners. A simple and unpretentious street lamp, is there anything in the world that can compare with your beauty? Spring flowers? No, it can only bloom in the wind and sunshine, and wither with a little wind and frost; summer water? No, although it gives the impression of pliability, it can be furious; the winter sun? No, although it gives people warmth, it will run away when it encounters dark clouds.

I think of the teacher. He can be compared with the street lamp, because the teacher's career is as noble as the street lamp, and the teacher's soul is as noble as the street lamp. Maybe I was a student and have been in contact with many teachers since I was a child, so I have some understanding of teachers; maybe my ideal is to be a teacher, and as a future teacher, I have an almost obsessive sense of honor; maybe... in short, I am There are too many similarities between teachers and street lamps.

A street light is not like the light of a meteor that only exists for a moment, nor is it as faint as the light of a star. A street light is like a distinctive star. If you want your life to be eternal, Please choose to be the god of night - a street lamp. 8. Use street lamps to describe people in an essay

Street lamp_A 500-word essay using objects to metaphor people

Street lamps, as the name suggests, are on the roadside, giving people a bright light. Its tall stature and erect body give people the feeling of a guard. During the day, it is silent, like a statue, standing there silently and not attracting attention. But at night, it emits a dazzling light, as if it wants to erupt all the power contained during the day. It is like this, so quiet, so unknown.

One day the street lights stopped working and people started complaining. Complaining that it’s too dark and without the help of street lights, I have to fall down. It's not the right time to complain about broken street lights. I won't be able to go out and walk among these beautiful lights in the future... People are always so complaining. Later, a group of people came, and they worked hard and relied on the power of the crane to repair the street lamp, so that the street lamp emitted a dazzling light again. Later, people stopped complaining and continued to do things according to their daily actions. Obviously, they forgot about it.

Street lamps are like this, they are dark and unnoticeable. It is precisely because of this that no one knows its age or its deeds. The truth is, people don't want to know. Everyone is used to its silent dedication and takes it for granted. And the street lights, it doesn't mind. It has never thought about leaving a name for itself through the ages. It only knows that it is a street lamp, living to illuminate people. A street lamp does not ask for fame or fortune, nor does it ask for any bonus from its boss. It just stands silently, standing, standing, standing... as if it will never stop.

Street lamp, a street lamp that can be seen everywhere, easily makes us think deeply. Oh, learn it, learn the ordinary street lamps.