Metaphor: The autumn night in my hometown is like a beautiful ink painting. In the soft moonlight, the endless fields are green emeralds, and the rice leaves stir up autumn dew. From a distance, it looks like a pearl sprinkled on an emerald, so green that your eyes shine.

Anthropomorphic sentence: Guoguo serenaded happily; Toad is playing the cello with a thick throat.

It's late at night, people are asleep, the mountains are asleep, and the lake is asleep. Only the wind is still watching happily. The wind woke up the lake, and under the bright moonlight, the lake was shining with silver. Liu Er is not to be outdone, dancing and combing her hair.