Those Divine Metaphors by Writers
Exquisite Metaphors by Writers~
The heart is a house with two bedrooms, one for pain and the other for joy, and one cannot laugh too loudly. Otherwise the laughter will wake up the pain in the next room.
One by one, Kafka
Then fold a broader lotus leaf, wrap a piece of moonlight back, go back and clip it in a Tang poem, flat, like a pressed acrostic.
One by one Yu Guangzhong
What is called redundancy? The summer jacket, the winter fan, and your attentiveness when I'm already cold.
1 Li Bihua
The viciousness of a loyal and honest man, like the grit in rice or the uncleaned thorns in a bony fish fillet, gives an unanticipated hurt.
One Qian Zhongshu
Love is a fragile sailor who pines after one voyage.
Maugham
He kept lighting his cigarette and exhaling it during the conversation, as if to punctuate it.
Xiao Hong
The moonlight shone on the road like it was sprinkled with salt.
Yu Hua
Being quiet is as innocent as the morning.
One by one, Haisan
There was a little ringing in my ears, as if the sea breeze had gone through rusty barbed wire.
One by one, Haruki Murakami
Time comes in pieces, as if it were butter cut into thin slices and spread over different things.
One by One The Room
The river was cold, as if glass were flowing.
Mark Twain
Earth is a snowy land, and we are the fallen finches in it, and its whiteness makes us black, and its vastness makes us desolate.
Yi Chen Nianxi
Then he "si", his faint image disappeared, as if the water disappeared in the water.
Borges
Moonlight is like water, I'm a fish, age is the old man fishing, you're the bait.
One Hazan
Why do you sit there looking like an unaddressed envelope?
Mark Twain
Must be in love with something, like the grass to the light.
Wang Zengqi
The early moon is like a faint hickey.
Jan-Chen
The sky was full of stars, like a frozen rain.
One by one, Wang Xiaobo
The weather was as fresh as a great illness.
Chen Xianfa
The thing called mediocrity is like a stain on a white shirt, once stained it can never be washed away and is irreparable.
Haruki Murakami