Essay on borrowing things to metaphor people 400 words plants .

Grass, although ordinary and small, has perseverance and vitality; Although it is not beautiful, it has an extremely vigorous vitality; All this is the power of the desire for life! Grass, no matter lightning strikes, no matter the wind and rain, no matter the cold and heat, it is not afraid. All this is the power of faith, Xiaocao longs for life, longs for survival, so he stands up again!

I strolled along the path, looking at the green grass beside the roadside, and fell into a deep ......Perhaps, there are many people who regard Xiaocao as a symbol of weakness and incompetence, believing that their short bodies cannot withstand a little wind and rain. However, I don't think so, because in my eyes, the grass is so tenacious, so full of vitality, and the most important thing is their own vitality and spirit! As soon as spring arrives, the grass opens its hazy eyes and rushes to break through the soil to share the joy and warmth brought by the spring girl with people.

They are scattered all over the land, laying a green carpet for the "mother soil" that raises them......The combination of these thousands of grasses allows people to see the greatness of life. Of course, the respectability of the grass is not only here, but also a bright spot shining on them - the tenacious and indomitable spirit. Although the grass is not as tall and straight as the towering trees, nor as bright red and beautiful as the flowers, their spirit is enough to overshadow all this, enough to make people re-recognize and marvel at them.

In the storm, the tall and straight trees were uprooted, the colorful flowers were gone, and the grass won the victory with a force more powerful than the force ......of matterWhen the storm passed, the flowers and trees had changed, and only the grass was still standing with its head held high, enjoying the ...... of the sun after the rainIt is precisely because of this that they are worthy of the great poet's sentence "Wildfires cannot be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows". I think: in the long journey of life, everyone will encounter ruggedness and ups and downs, as long as we have the spirit of grass, the clouds of despair will eventually be dispelled, and the flowers of hope will always bloom.

I will never forget the newborn grass, let alone my mother's expectant smile!

On the way from Xinhe to Wenling, there is a Shicangxia Village, where there are three century-old camphor trees. Three trees grow in the same place, like three brothers. Everyone who passes by for the first time will pay attention to them.

Every time I pass by here, I can't help but take a few looks. Their trunks are so thick that two people can't hold each trunk together. Just look at their trees to see how much they have endured, how hard it has been:

The trunk of the tree was cracked all over, and in some places there was a scar the size of a bowl; There are also places where the clothes do not cover the body, revealing the skin; In other places, they are hollow and have become homes for small animals; There are also plants that live on their bodies and entangle them all day long. Look up: the scars must have been left in the summer, and they must have been torn like this, they must have been the work of thunder and lightning; The ones on this branch were left by Yun Na back then, and they were all broken, but they branched out a lot of branches on this "scar"; This must have been sawn off when people were building houses—and there was no more of it when they got to the neighboring houses; It's definitely bug-eaten, and it's hollow ...... insideEven though they have been tortured so much, and if you look up, they will surprise you if they are willing to do it, and you see, they are still so "energetic" and "don't care":

In spring, they are covered in fresh green; In summer, they shade the clouds and let people cool off beneath them; In autumn and winter, the leaves of other trees have fallen off, but they are still so green. Looking at these three big camphor trees, I thought of those disabled people in society. Some of them have upper body disabilities and can only rely on their feet, some have lower body disabilities and cannot walk, and some are ......Especially the athletes who experienced the 2008 Beijing Paralympic Games.

These athletes have experienced the tribulations of disability since childhood. However, these athletes were not disabled, not discouraged, overcame all kinds of difficulties, fought tenaciously on the sports field, surpassed themselves, and created the glory of 2008! Isn't this tenacious spirit worth learning from?

Climb up the hillside, walk into the park, enter the courtyard, the chrysanthemums blooming in the withered flowers, exude a refreshing fragrance, in the sea of chrysanthemums, who can't be intoxicated? Look at it, colorful, generous, and gorgeous. White, red, purple, hundreds of flowers, the size of a bowl.

The curved petals are united and look elegant and pure. Thousands of purple and red chrysanthemums, you bow your head shyly, showing your unique quiet and solemn, chrysanthemums in full swing, you are not afraid of the cold, strong and unyielding ......

To use things as a metaphor for people is to use the characteristics of a certain thing to metaphorize a person's character. This is also a common writing method used to express and highlight the main idea in composition.

I looked at the creeper everywhere, and admiration arose in my heart. They have been cut and cut, stepped on and stepped on, but they always grow out again and again, interpreting the spirit of strong and unyielding and endless life again and again, and they have a tenacious vitality that surprises everyone. The breeze blew and there was a ripple, and I couldn't help but think:

Isn't this the spirit that we humans have come to seek?

Small petals, thin and strong branches, a faint pink white, wrapped around the fragrance of the body. It is a flower that blooms proudly in winter, a flower that looks more pure white in the snow, and a flower that cannot be suppressed by snowflakes. Yes, that's plum blossoms.

A flower that stands proudly in the winter snow.

In May, the season of spring and summer. The sun is shining, and the sun is shining. Spring flowers and magnolia flowers have just bloomed, small buds have emerged in the moon season, strings of pink peach blossoms, green grass, all of this, as people say, yes, I also agree, spring is indeed a season of recovery.

She gives people the feeling of tender green, light green, boundless green, and in summer, the green is deeper, it is emerald green, and the green is deeper.

However, winter, the most lifeless of the four seasons, gives people the impression of boundless white, and the snowflakes are overwhelming, sweeping in, and the pines and cypresses, which can only add a little green to this withered winter, are also covered with a thick snow blanket.

The summer flowers are only left with dead branches and leaves. There is no longer the beauty of the past, no more the wealth of the past, no longer the spirit of the past, and their only remaining dwarf branches are also exhausted and panting under the pressure of the snow, and they can only wait sadly for the arrival of death.

And at this time, in the snow all over the sky, in the lament of all things, plum blossoms appeared, standing proudly in this snow. Her tall, thin branches were not affected by the wind and snow in the slightest. Proud snow and frost.

Blooming in the wind and snow, full of pride, standing upright, standing upright, letting the wind and snow blow ......

That's why I love plum blossoms, strong and unyielding. Although the winter is so cold that people are too lazy to go out, the plum blossoms bloom in the wind and snow, and the spirit symbolized by this small flower is far more noble than the colorful roses, moon seasons, and peonies in the summer.

You see that plum blossom, like pure white snow, but after the snowflakes melt, what is left behind is just a puddle of smudge, flashy, very false, and plum blossoms, she is really pure white, sometimes with a little pink, what she leaves behind is the fragrance that seems to be there. Her simplicity and elegance are not beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Look at the plum blossoms standing proudly in the wind and snow, don't you feel her beauty at all? Could it be that in the endless snow, you suddenly see a plum blossom standing in front of you, and you are not infected by her strong and unyielding spirit that is not afraid of frost and frost? Don't you think that she is somewhat similar to the indomitable spirit of the Red Army soldiers?

Didn't you think that this proud snow and frost really symbolized our revolutionary soldiers, their kind of spirit and will quality of being tenacious and unyielding, brave to fight, and longing for the coming of the blizzard?

People praise the peony because of its wealth, praise the lotus, because it is out of the mud and not stained, and I praise the plum blossom because of her strong and unyielding, proud snow and frost spirit, but also symbolizes those who do not bow their heads in the face of difficulties, the more frustrated the more courageous people!

In the flower bed of the community where I live, the flower bed is a beautiful "child".

The moon flower is like a girl wearing a string of pearl necklaces, dancing under the song of Granny Feng. The fragrance attracts flocks of flowers, butterflies and bees to dance happily. But the trumpet flower is like a child in flower clothes, and the blue trumpet flower borrowed blue silk from Sister Bai Yun to make a beautiful dress.

Looking at the elegant chrysanthemum sister, it asked Granny Feng to comb its charming long hair, and let the dew wash its real face. That rose sister is more beautiful in flowers! The shy Jasmine, reluctant to go out to play with everyone, lowered her head, as if she was embroidering.

Next to the flower bed, a row of neat and tall trees, it is cold and hot, it is standing there, like a soldier guarding the frontier, the pattern on the brown pants, the fold on the green shirt, look, the color it matches! Granny Feng asked Father-in-law Yangshu to sing a beautiful song for it, only listening to "rustle, rustle......"I'm about to hear that it's whispering!

Grass in the poplar uncle's. fluttering along with the wind, Mother-in-law's words fluttered. It is like laying a green velvet carpet for Uncle Yangshu's new home, and Uncle Yangshu is much warmer!

The grass fluttered like flowers and butterflies dancing together. The industrious seven-star ladybug, and the elegant Miss Mantis ......They all came, catching pests for Xiaocao in the early morning, and building a gorgeous house for Xiaocao in the evening.

Pomegranate Guo Moruo.

After May, the sun increased its power, and the trees stretched out their canopies, and when they didn't want to compete anymore, a few trees began to bloom at this time. The pomegranate tree is one of the loveliest of these few trees.

The pomegranate has the branches of the plum tree, has the leaves of the willow, strange but not barren, fresh but not soft, this demeanor really has the length of the plum willow, and gives up the short of the plum willow.

The loveliest thing is its flowers, which are crimson flowers that do not shy away from the direct rays of the sun. The single-petaled one is enough to be separated, and the double-petaled one is more luxurious, isn't that the heart of summer?

The small eggplant-shaped bones alone are already a miracle. You see, it gradually turned red, and gradually split from the top into four petals, and no matter how sharp the cleaver is, you can't cut it so evenly, but who made so many vases out of red agate, and delicately inserted the flowers?

Although the single-petaled flower does not have the luxury of the double-petal, it has a more fantastic performance, the red agate vase from the Greek ampra to the Chinese style of gold, a kind of bronze full of antiquity in the Yin and Zhou eras. The various rust colors named by the Bogu family are all possessed.

Do you think it's really a golden cup for wine? It'll laugh at you. Autumn is coming, and it seems to laugh out loud at its tricks, revealing a mouthful of bright teeth, such transparent and tender white teeth, have you seen them anywhere else?

I've always loved summer. Summer is a stage of upward movement for the entire universe, when the body and mind are freed from all their constraints. That's why I like the heart this summer even more.

A friend came back from Kunming and said that the pomegranate in Kunming is particularly large, the seeds are particularly plump, there are two kinds of sweet and sour, and the sour one tastes more beautiful.

I can't help but spill out.