Composition on metaphors for people (1):

Plum blossoms

I praise the steadfast pines and cypresses, I praise the hedge chrysanthemums that brave the west wind, I praise the arrogance of the lotus Mud, but I praise the plum blossoms in full bloom.

When the flowers wither, only the plum blossoms are full of vitality. Facing the snowflakes flying all over the sky, we stand proudly in the biting cold wind. In the middle of winter, when the ground is freezing and the sky is cold, the plum blossoms blooming proud of the snow are so bright. The fragrance of the stock is refreshing.

The flowers are white with red inside, and the petals are smooth and transparent, as if carved from amber or jasper, with a bit of ice-cold elegance. Some are as bright as morning glow, some are as white as auspicious snow, and some are as green as jasper. Plum blossoms may bloom early or late. On the same plum tree, you can see various forms of blooming. Some are shy and ready to bloom, with tender and cute pink buds; some have just bloomed, and a few little bees got in and greedily sucked the pollen; some have been blooming for a long time, with tender pink petals that are lovely; before, they were lively and lively The plum blossoms that once bloomed have now withered petals. When the wind blows the flowers and falls, you don't have to worry about the petals breaking. Plum blossoms are not delicate flowers. The colder it is, the more wind and snow pressure it has, the more energetic and delicate it is when it blooms. There is a saying from the ancients: "The sharp edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold." What blows it is not the gentle spring breeze, but the biting cold wind; what nourishes it is not the cool and sweet rain, but the cold air. of ice and snow; what illuminates it is not the bright sunshine, but a ray of setting sun in the severe cold. Only a challenging life is a perfect life. It was a proud fragrance in the cold. Facing the fluttering white snow, she smiled even brighter. It never competes with the flowers for the bright spring, nor does it show off its own beauty. It is proud and never arrogant. Every morning in the cold winter, a unique, elegant fragrance floats from the window.

It is not only its elegant and elegant demeanor that has made ancient and modern poets and painters praise it, but also its ice-cold muscles and jade bones, and its lingering fragrance in the cold weather. It is regarded as the essence of the nation and is valued by the world. With its noble, strong and humble character, plum blossoms inspire people to work hard. [Compiled by www.duanmeiwen.com]

The color of plum blossoms is gorgeous but not demonic.

The fragrance of plum blossoms is quiet and elegant.

The appearance of plum blossoms is ancient and delicate.

Aren’t these our construction workers? Regardless of the severe cold or scorching heat, whether it is windy or rainy, or whether it is cold or freezing, they work hard at their jobs. I want to learn plum blossom, I want to be a person like plum blossom.

Composition on borrowing objects to describe people (2):

Chalk praise

On the table in front of the blackboard, there are many chalks scattered here and there. These chalks are almost reaching the end of their lives, and some are even small and not worth mentioning.

Ding Lingling, the class bell rang. The students quickly ran to their seats, straightened their chests, waiting for the teacher to arrive. The teacher walked in with big strides, put the files on the table, and started the material for this lesson. The teacher picked up a piece of chalk that was just big enough to hold, turned around and wrote for us on the blackboard. Rustling, rustling, the chalk turned into white granular objects. After leaving traces of myself on the blackboard, it disappeared little by little. "Metaphors are drawn from things, and aspirations are expressed through things." When this little piece of chalk wrote the last word for us, imparted the last knowledge to us, and completed its last task, it disappeared. What a great quality is reflected from this little piece of chalk. That is - dedication.

Dedication is a selfless beauty, it is silent, but it is around us. Wherever there is the siren of the car, there is the presence of the police. No matter the wind, rain, snow, severe cold or heat, he or she sticks to his or her post. What he or she inhales is the exhaust of the car, what he hears is the noise of the horn, and what he or she smells It's the smell of exhaust gas, but in exchange it's fast and smooth traffic. Isn't this also a kind of dedication?

Chalk, your beauty is selfless, great beauty, dedicating yourself and helping others. Tagore once said: "The career of fruits is noble, the career of flowers is sweet, but still let I will do Ye's career in the shadow of silent dedication. This is a tribute to you, how great you are, I praise you, chalk.

Composition on metaphors for people (3):

Cactus

The potted cactus has an indomitable character that is very surprising. It doesn’t care whether there is water or no water, whether it’s hot or cold, and its green body is covered in patches. The thorny palm-shaped stems keep growing upward, like a stack of arhats, and a "green little hand" grows out of it, which makes people think a lot.

It stands vigorously in this posture wherever it grows. In the hot and dry summer, other potted plants have lowered their heads, but the cactus raises its head like a warrior, looking at the blue sky; in the cold wind. In the biting winter, other potted plants have been brought indoors by their owners, but the cactus has withstood the wind and frost and is not afraid of the surrounding environment.

It is never particular about it. As soon as it takes root, it seems to be saying. : “This place is great, let’s grow there! "The Immortal's body is covered with hard thorns, and any wild beast will stop immediately when it sees it. When pests want to bite it, its body will always be riddled with holes.

As soon as the green cactus broke to the ground, everyone thought it was dead. No, you would be wrong if you did so. It used the nutrients of the body to grow roots and cultivated a youthful little cactus. This is true. "taking root". Who can compare with its tenacious vitality? This seemingly ordinary plant, who would have expected that it would grow beautiful little flowers, just like the colorful tassels on a warrior's helmet.

Cactus is a tropical plant shaped like a palm, hence the name cactus. It is not afraid of the scorching heat, even if the temperature is as high as 40 degrees Celsius, it can survive without drinking water for several days. In this way, it withstands the test of the scorching sun day by day, month by month, and year by year, and grows happily. People should also have this kind of indomitable spirit. No matter in good times or bad times, they should live and work with a strong will.

Cactus is also a good medicine. It can help people when they are sick. For example, if you suffer from mumps, you only need to pound it into paste with stones and apply it to the cheeks, and you will be cured quickly.

A cactus does not have flowers that make people envious at first sight, nor does it have a colorful body. Its whole body is covered with needles, which makes people feel a chill when they see it. How admirable its noble quality of obscurity and selfless devotion is!

Composition on borrowing objects to metaphor people (4):

Borrowing objects to metaphor people - candles

An ordinary cylinder, covered with a red coat, with a long head Holding an "antenna", this is a candle.

Candles are a very common item. I believe everyone has seen candles! It's very cheap and available all over the world. Seeing this, you must be surprised. Candles are so common, why should I go to such trouble to introduce them? Indeed, candles are very ordinary, but their spirit of silently giving to others deeply attracted me. It lights up oneself and others without asking for anything in return. Thinking of this, I can't help but think of the cultivators of the flowers of the motherland, the pillars of the motherland, and the teachers who silently pay for us. Every day, the teacher returns to school early to teach us the principles of life and impart us a wealth of knowledge. Everyone says that a teacher is a gardener and a guiding light in the vast sea of ??people. But I want to say that the teacher is a candle. "Once a teacher, always a father." The teacher cultivates us, the flowers of the motherland, with hard work and sweat, making us contributors to the motherland. We never have any selfishness towards ourselves and do not ask for anything in return. If there is no teacher in life, just like there is no candle when there is a power outage, life will fall into darkness. At this time, I remembered an ancient poem I memorized last semester: The spring silkworms will die before their silk is exhausted, and the wax torch will turn to ashes before the tears dry up. This sentence is perfect for teachers. The teacher continues to teach until his hair is gray, just like a candle, sacrificing himself to give light to others.

Candles, they are so ordinary and yet so great. From now on, I will also be like a candle, quietly contributing to society and making selfless contributions!

Composition on borrowing objects to describe people (5):

Little grass

Some people like tall and straight green pines, some people like fragrant and elegant orchids, and some people like bright-colored orchids. The proud plum blossoms, but I like the ordinary grass. The content of this article is excerpted from China Education Digest. Spring has not yet arrived, but the grass has already poked its head out of the ground early, calling for the arrival of spring. The warm spring breeze once again blew the green tree buds, opened the small flowers, and woke up the earth. The grass also stretched, thanked Sister Guochun, and started his new life again. Midsummer is here, the scorching sun is in the sky, and the sun is roasting the earth like a furnace. The flowers all lowered their heads, but the grass was struggling silently.

The storm is coming, which will cause great harm to many plants. Look, after the wind and rain, the flowers were paralyzed on the ground, the branches were broken and broken; the leaves were dead, some lowered their heads, and some ended their lives. Only the grass still held its head high and refused to leave the embrace of Mother Earth. Moreover, after being baptized by wind and rain, the grass became greener and cuter. After a few whistling autumn winds and a few lingering autumn rains, the grass finally began to wither. At this time, Xiaocao still stood up tenaciously and did not beg for human mercy. People may sigh and say, "Oh, the grass has withered." But don't forget, when winter comes and spring comes, won't they still "grow again when the spring breeze blows"? Look! How tenacious the grass is! How many people with the spirit of grass are living tenaciously. I like grass, and I like people with the spirit of grass even more!

Composition on borrowing objects to describe people (6):

I love smelly hydrangeas

I love richness I love the majestic peonies and the fragrant and elegant jasmine, but I love the stinky hydrangea that is silently dedicated.

In the compound of the Tongliang County People’s Government where my grandmother lives, there are many pink flowers growing under several yellow jujube trees. No one fertilized or watered it, but it grew very luxuriantly. It was the smelly hydrangea.

Each "Hydrangea" is made up of several small red flowers, arranged in a circle and closely surrounded, just like a ball of "Hydrangea". It has peach-shaped green leaves, which set off the hydrangeas extremely beautifully. Although it is a beautiful flower, it is not loved by people. Why? Because its leaves and flowers emit an indescribable odor that makes people avoid it, let alone appreciate it. But my grandma told me that even though it is not as magnificent as peony, it does not have the fragrance of jasmine. But it specializes in absorbing odors from all aspects of the air and plays a very important role in purifying the environment.

After listening to my grandma's story, I came to these stinky hydrangea plants again, admiring the clusters of hydrangea flowers and tasting the stinky smell they gave off, and I couldn't help but respect them in my heart.

Looking at the smelly hydrangeas, I can’t help but think of sanitation workers. They work hard on the dusty streets, silently clear the garbage in the smelly garbage dumps, and are covered in smelly sweat, but they create a beautiful and clean environment for the people. Aren't they just admirable plants? Stinky hydrangeas?

In all walks of life in the motherland, there are many people like stinky hydrangeas who silently dedicate their youth and their lives regardless of the quality of the environment. It is because of them that our society becomes more beautiful day by day.

I spent a whole morning painting a picture: In a deserted corner, several smelly hydrangeas bloomed very luxuriantly. I always hang it on the wall in front of my desk because I need it to remind me at any time to make more contributions to protecting the environment and controlling pollution.

Composition on borrowing objects to describe people (7):

Little grass

Some people like tall and straight green pines, some people like fragrant and elegant orchids, and some people like bright-colored orchids. The proud plum blossoms, but I like the ordinary grass. Although grass is ordinary and small, it has perseverance and vitality; although it is not beautiful, it has extremely strong vitality; all of this is the power gained from the desire for life! Grass is not afraid of lightning strikes, storms, cold or heat. All this is the power of faith. The grass is eager for life and survival, so it stands up tenaciously!

I strolled on the path, looking at the green and lush grass beside the road, and fell into deep thought... Perhaps, many people regard the grass as a symbol of weakness and incompetence, and think that grass is a symbol of weakness and incompetence. Their short bodies cannot withstand any wind or rain. However, I don't think so, because in my eyes, the grass is so tenacious and full of vitality, and the most important thing is their own vitality and spirit.

As soon as spring arrives, the grasses open their hazy eyes and rush out of the ground to share with people the joy and warmth brought by the spring girl. They are scattered all over the earth, paving a green carpet for the "mother soil" that raised 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 just there, they also shine with a bright spot - their tenacious and unyielding 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 outweigh all this, enough to make people recognize and marvel at them again.

In the storm, the tall and straight trees were uprooted, and the colorful flowers were withered. However, the grass won the victory with a power more powerful than material power...

After the storm, the flowers and trees have changed. Only the grass is still standing there with head held high, enjoying the sunshine after the rain... Because of this, they are worthy of the great poet's sentence " The wild fire cannot be burned out, but the spring breeze blows it again."

I think: Human life is like grass. In a person's life, we will encounter many ups and downs. As long as we have the spirit of grass, the clouds of despair will eventually be dispersed, and the flowers of hope will always bloom. Just like the grass, it may be scorched by the ruthless fire at any time, but being scorched does not mean the end of life. On the contrary, it means the beginning of a new life. The ruthless fire is like the heart-wrenching and heart-wrenching part of human life. Lessons learned, but it does not mean the end of everything, let alone the end of life. In the long river of life, there are often many things that you still cannot change after working hard, but you have worked hard for it before, and you can proudly tell people "I am successful"! I will never forget that cluster of new life grass, because it moved me.

Composition on using objects to describe people (8):

There are many cacti in my house, and I like them very much.

Cactus is a unique tropical plant with very tenacious vitality.

The cactus in a pot is very surprising with its indomitable character. They don't care whether there is water or not, whether it's hot or cold. The cactus on the balcony at home have been there for many years, just thrown there casually. They have never been weeded or fertilized, and sometimes they have not even been watered for ten days and a half. But they still stand upright and never get discouraged. It stands tall and vigorous in this position wherever it grows. In the hot and dry summer, other potted plants have long been dejected, but the cactus raised its head like a warrior and looked at the blue sky; in the bitterly cold winter, other potted plants have long been brought indoors by their owners, but The cactus also withstood the cold wind and was not afraid of the harsh environment around it. A piece of green cactus broke to the ground and everyone thought it was dead. No, you are wrong if you really think so. It uses the nutrients of the body to take root and cultivate a youthful little cactus. Who can compare with its tenacious vitality?

It withstands the test of the scorching sun day after day, month after month, and year after year, and grows happily.

A cactus does not have flowers that make people envious at first sight, nor does it have a colorful body. Its whole body is covered with needles, which makes people feel a chill when they see it. Its noble quality of obscurity and selfless dedication is so admirable. I love cactus.

Composition using objects to describe people (9):

Although grass is ordinary and small, it has perseverance and vitality; although it is not beautiful, it has extremely strong vitality; All this is the power gained from the desire for life! Grass is not afraid of lightning strikes, violent winds and rains, severe cold and heat. All this is the power of faith. The grass longs for life and survives, so it stands up tenaciously!

I strolled on the path and looked at the green and lush grass beside the road. Grass, lost in thought... Perhaps, many people regard grass as a symbol of weakness and incompetence, thinking that their short bodies cannot withstand any wind and rain. But, I don’t think so, because in my eyes, the grass is so tenacious and full of vitality, and the most important thing is their own vitality and spirit

Once arrived In spring, the grass opens its hazy eyes and rushes out of the ground to share with people the joy and warmth brought by the spring girl. They are scattered all over the earth, paving a green carpet for the "mother soil" that raised 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 just there, they also shine with a bright spot - their tenacious and unyielding 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 outweigh all this, enough to make people recognize and marvel at them again.

In the storm, the tall and straight trees were uprooted, and the colorful flowers were withered. However, the grass won the victory with a power more powerful than material power...

Composition using objects to describe people (10):

"The spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and the wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up." This is a poem written by Li Shangyin, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. Come celebrate those who are dedicated. When I mention this sentence, I will think of the teachers who teach us knowledge. They are just such people.

The teacher stood on the seven-foot-wide podium, holding white chalk and writing on the blackboard, saying: "Remember this... pay attention to that..." That neat The handwriting and hoarse voice contain every drop of the teacher's sweat.

Teachers are hard-working. In order to teach students well, they attend classes during the day and prepare lessons until very late at night. Sometimes they even take care of them when they are sick and insist on attending class; teachers are serious and careful, and they pay attention to every assignment and every exam paper. , they all carefully correct and comment on each semester's student development report, and write down comments on the strengths and weaknesses of each student one by one; the teacher is kind, and every time the school organizes an activity, the students will let go and play. However, the teacher is taking care of us and caring for us. When a classmate catches a cold or has a fever, the teacher promptly reminds the classmate to take medicine and drink water, and also makes up lessons for the classmate.

Teachers are like lit warm candles, burning themselves, illuminating others, imparting knowledge to us, and dedicating love to us. I want to thank our teachers.

To use an object to describe a person is to use the characteristics of something to describe a person's character. It usually appears in a composition and is a common method used to express and highlight the central idea in a composition.

Whether you are writing about people, events, scenes, or objects, the correct use of metaphors can make the article more profound, express expressions more implicitly, and enhance the expressiveness and appeal of the article. When using borrowed objects to describe people, you need to pay attention to the fact that the characteristics of the things described should be similar to the character of the person, so that after reading the article, people can clearly understand what the borrowed objects are meant to illustrate and what kind of person they are praising.