1. A 200-word composition written with symbolic techniques
Love lotus root says that the lotus reflects the sun, connects the sky with leaves, the lotus pods and the lotus root are originally four in one.
There are those who love lotus flowers, those who chant the lotus leaves in the fields, and those who praise the lotus seeds. O biased poet, why do you prefer one to another? Why don't you sing more short songs for young lotus roots? Lotus root, born on its own in the world, turned into the water, lost sight of the sun and moon, and lived in the siege of mud and dirt.
Once the mud comes out. Elegant in style, as clean as jade, as white as school, spotless.
Not chastity. How can this be so? It has exquisite holes and is worthy of being modest; it is low-lying and knotty, unyielding; although it is tender and soft, its lotus teeth can penetrate the green mud and clear water, stand up like emerald green stems, and hold up red flowers. Biye can be regarded as soft yet strong.
The ancients regarded June 24th as the Lotus Festival. The lotus root is silently trapped in the muddy water. Who knows when it will make a sound? Like a bamboo whip, it gives birth to lotus teeth, grows up, blooms, and regenerates lotus seeds to continue the veins of life. Who knows how long it will live? It grows steadily and never competes with the flowers and leaves for beauty. It lives underground, holding the flowers and leaves day and night, like a mother's jade arms cradling a young child. How much hard work does it know when sleeping? Give me a flower poetry pen. I want to find emotional verses and write them to the mother who raised the lotus - the jade lotus root. I also want to dedicate my sincere feelings to thousands of women - the great mothers who have endured all kinds of hardships. .
2. A 200-word composition written using symbolic techniques
The theory of love for lotus roots
The lotus reflecting the sun, connecting the sky with leaves, the lotus pods and lotus roots, are originally Four in one.
There are those who love lotus flowers, those who chant lotus leaves in the field, and those who praise lotus seeds. O biased poet, why do you prefer one to another? Why don't you sing more short songs for young lotus roots?
Lotus root, born on its own in the world, turned into the water, lost sight of the sun and moon, and lived in the siege of mud and dirt. Once the mud comes out. Elegant in style, as clean as jade, as white as school, spotless. Not chastity. How can this be so? It has exquisite holes and is worthy of being modest; it is low-lying and knotty, unyielding; although it is tender and soft, its lotus teeth can penetrate the green mud and clear water, and stand up like emerald green stems, holding up red flowers. Biye can be regarded as soft yet strong.
The ancients regarded June 24th as the Lotus Festival. The lotus root is silently trapped in the muddy water. Who knows when it will make a sound? Like a bamboo whip, it gives birth to lotus teeth, grows up, blooms, and regenerates lotus seeds to continue the veins of life. Who knows how long it will live? It grows steadily and never competes with the flowers and leaves for beauty. It lives underground, holding the flowers and leaves day and night, like a mother's jade arms cradling a young child. How much hard work does it know when sleeping?
Give me a flower poetry pen. I want to find emotional verses and write them to the mother who raised the lotus - the jade lotus root. I also want to dedicate my sincere feelings to thousands of women. ——The great mother who endures all kinds of hardships! 3. A 200-word essay on symbolic techniques
Ordinary flower - sunflower
Flowers are a symbol of beauty, who doesn’t love them? Some people like the delicate peonies, some like the fragrant jasmine, some like the thorny roses, and some like the pure lilies. And I like ordinary sunflowers.
I remember that the first time I saw sunflowers was when I first came here last year, they were planted in the open space in front of the cafeteria. At that time, I didn’t know it could blossom and bear fruit. But later, I slowly discovered that it gradually sprouted, grew taller, and had more leaves. A gust of wind blew by, and its stretched leaves looked like the banana fan of Princess Iron Fan in Journey to the West. And a flower flower appeared vaguely on top of his head, a small, green flower disk. As time goes by, the flower disk grows day by day.
There are many criss-crossing "black lines" around the flower disk, dividing this large disk into many grids. If you look closely, you will see that there is a melon seed hidden in each grid. Like a cute little baby taking a nap. There is a circle of golden petals surrounding the flower disk, like the sun radiating light.
Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, it’s time for the sunflower harvest again. I still remember last year, every time after dinner, we would sit under the sunflowers and pick a sunflower. Discussing today's interesting topics while tasting the aroma of sunflower seeds. I like to wear sunflower leaves on my head like an umbrella. I like the feeling of eating melon seeds while walking. I like it here. I like every plant and tree here.
In the morning, the sunflower opens its smiling face and is the first to welcome the sun. At noon, the sunflower always raises its golden face to look up at the sun. At night, the sunflower reluctantly bids farewell to the sun.
He is not as noble as a peony, not as charming as a rose, and not as pure as a lily, but he is very special. Wherever there is the sun, its face will always face the sun. that direction. No matter the wind or rain, no matter how hard he was hit, as long as there was sunshine, he would immediately hold his head high.
Sunflower, you always face the light and pursue the light unremittingly. I am proud of you.
4. An essay about the symbolism of ideals of about 200 words
Ideals are the first flowers in spring; ideals are the first rays of sunshine in summer; ideals are the first fruits in autumn; ideals are the first fruits of autumn; , is the first snowflake in winter; ideal is the oasis in the desert; ideal is the horn that blows life. . The ideal of mountain streams is the sea, the ideal of birds is the blue sky, and the ideal of trees is the earth. Things are like this, let alone people? Throughout ancient and modern times, at home and abroad, there is no one who has achieved great success without lofty ideals! yes! If a person has no ideals, then his life is like losing a compass in the desert and has lost his direction. If a person has no ideals, then his life is like a bird that has lost its wings and can never fly. If a person has no ideals, it is like a bird that has lost its wings and can never fly. Like the sun that has lost its brilliance and can never shine brightly! I understand that only people who are enriched by their ideals will be full of love for life, find the fruitful golden autumn, raise the sails of life, and use their intelligence and wisdom to contribute to mankind. But where is my ideal? Woolen cloth? I once stretched out my hands and asked the sky, and I also thought hard about it. Until today, I finally got the answer - I want to be a host.
I have had many ideals: painter, scientist, even detective, billionaire, but my ideal of being a host has never changed.
The 21st century is an information age, and television has become a necessity in people's lives. The hosts on TV are even more colorful. They host wonderful programs in front of the TV and on the stage every day in the studio and on the stage.
I have been full of respect for the profession of host since I was a child. How great it is to be a host, it must feel great to be on TV every day! Moreover, all the hosts on TV are knowledgeable and eloquent. As a young child, I was not only interested in them, but also in this profession!
The hosts are all talented: some are good at singing and dancing, some are proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, some have extraordinary memories, some are eloquent...
Host Always bring people the latest information: current affairs news, entertainment news, front-line news. Some anchors are still lurking in disaster areas, risking their lives, reporting front-line news for the people, and working for people's interests, no less than police, doctors, and fire fighters.
Of course, an ideal is an ideal after all. Only through hard work can the ideal become a reality. You cannot just talk without doing. I think that to become a good presenter, one should start working hard from an early age. Start learning basic knowledge from now on and pave the way for your future when you grow up. Not only should we study well, but we should also read more extracurricular books and newspapers, read more useful books, and increase our extracurricular knowledge; moreover, we should develop all-round moral, intellectual, physical and aesthetic development, have broad interests and learn well; we should also practice more and practice more to improve ourselves. Courage and perseverance are required to develop a bold character; it is also necessary to read a lot to develop eloquence; to be diligent in writing is to improve the level of writing.
The presenters on TV are all so outstanding: Dong Qing, dignified and virtuous; Li Yong, witty and humorous; He Jiong, humorous and funny; Dong Hao, a child's playmate; Wang Xiaoya, both talented and beautiful... …and how did they succeed? It is the power of ideals. They had ideals, continued to struggle, and worked tirelessly, and finally stepped onto the stage of success.
Ideal + Struggle = Success. "Ten minutes on stage, ten years of hard work off stage." I believe that as long as we strive for our ideals and fight for our ideals, our ideals are not far away. no pain no gain. Let us work hard for our ideals, sow the seeds for our ideals, and work hard for our ideals!
Ideals are as colorful as dreams; ideals are as fluttering as colorful butterflies; ideals are like seeds of hope, sowing in our hearts. As long as we work hard, the ideal buds will bloom! 5. A 200-word essay using symbolic techniques
Love of Plum Blossoms
Five simple petals embracing clusters of yellow stamens constitute a plum blossom that I love.
Plum blossoms are not as gorgeous as peonies, nor are they as rich in fragrance as roses, are not as brilliant as cherry blossoms, are not as charming in color as camellias, and do not have the beautiful posture of poppies. However, its spirit of being proud of the snow is really worthy of our admiration!
In winter, when it is the coldest, it opens up and blooms in the snow. The plum blossoms did not shrink in the strong wind and snow, but instead mocked the strong wind.
Ha! Plum blossom, I love you, not only for your innocent appearance and fragrance, but also for your indomitable spirit and optimistic and cheerful character! 6. A 200-word essay on symbolism
This winter vacation, we went to Dubai.
What interests me the most is sand washing. I woke up around seven or eight in the morning.
Unable to contain my excitement, I cheered on the bed and began the long wait. Before departure, the tour guide introduced us to sand bashing: sand bashing in a four-wheel drive off-road vehicle is one of Dubai's special tourism projects.
The sand washing site is in a desert protected area, where no camels can be seen. This is to protect the desert plants that have grown with difficulty from being eaten by camels. In less than thirty minutes, we entered the endless desert area.
The golden, rolling sand dunes fill the place as far as the eye can see.
Our off-road vehicle slowly climbed up the slope and reached the top of a large sand dune.
"Why is sand washing so slow?" I thought to myself. Suddenly, the car tilted sharply, and I realized that this was just the initial warm-up of the "roller coaster".
The driver stepped on the accelerator, and the car swooped down the 60-degree slope like a wild horse, making his stomach churn. As if the driver didn't think it was scary enough, he rushed up a slope, tilted the car, and let the sand roll onto the car. It only made people's blood boil, and they just hated that the car didn't go fast enough and the slope wasn't steep enough! After washing in the sand, we rested at the Hahora Restaurant.
While enjoying authentic local food, you can also watch authentic Arab performances on the sand dunes through the low walls. Camels, war horses, and brave and capable Arabs are connected together by a legendary story that turns war into friendship.
This kind of reality show based on real scenes quickly brings us into the distant Arabian mythology, and it also seems to let us experience an adventure journey of One Thousand and One Nights. 7. Use symbolic techniques to write a composition of about 200 words on the topic of pine trees
A pine tree sometimes has its branches cut off, but she does not regret or sigh, and still sprouts new branches under the sunlight. , grew into a pillar; sometimes she was injured due to fighting against external forces, but with her unyielding life and strength, she secreted oil to heal the wounds.
The long pine needles are covered with dewdrops in the autumn morning. When the dawn shines, they sparkle with crystal light; when the sun sets, the late dew covers her with a bright red dress. Colorful clothes add a bit of color to this pine forest. If you stand at a high place and look up, you will see a blanket of green onions.
When the wind blows, waves appear in the fresh green, like rolling waves in the sea. The sound of the pines was like a tsunami, like beautiful music, and her momentum shocked my soul and made me fall in love with it.
Sometimes, I approach a small pine tree and pick up a handful of pine needles. In the green, fresh life, a unique fragrance of pine trees overflows, which is particularly refreshing and pleasing to the eye. 651772216. 8. I want a composition of about 300 words written using symbolic techniques.
Solved problem. Collect. Reprint to QQ space. Request! An essay written using symbolism! ! ! 600 words 15 [ Tags: symbolism, technique, composition ] Urgent! ! ! 卩s蒓黑铩Answer: 2 Popularity: 3472 Solution time: 2009-04-03 11:03 If you are satisfied with the answer, there is a sample essay for your reference
Plum Blossom
Small The petals, thin and strong branches, light pink and white, wrap around the whole body with fragrance. It is a flower that blooms proudly in winter. It is a flower that looks more pure in the snow. It is a flower that cannot be pressed by snowflakes. Yes, that's plum blossom. Flowers that stand proudly in the winter snow.
May is the transition season between spring and summer. The sun is shining brightly and the scenery is colorful. The winter jasmine and magnolia have just bloomed, small buds have appeared on the roses, strings of pink peach blossoms, and green grass. All of these are just as people say, yes, I agree with this, Spring is indeed a season of renewal. She gives people the feeling of tender green, light green, and endless green. In summer, the green is deeper, it is emerald green, and the green is even deeper.
However, winter, the most lifeless season among the four seasons, gives people the feeling of endless white, with overwhelming snowflakes sweeping in, which can only add a bit of green to this withered winter. The pines and cypresses were also covered with thick snow at this time.
At this time, only the dead branches and leaves of the flowers in summer are left. They no longer have the beauty of the past, the wealth of the past, and the splendor of the past. Their only remaining short branches are panting heavily under the pressure of the snow quilt, and they can only Sadly waiting for the arrival of death.
At this time, in the snow all over the sky, in the lament of all things, plum blossoms appeared, standing proudly in the snow. Her tall and thin branches are not affected by the wind and snow at all. Ao Xue Lin Shuang. Blooming in the wind and snow, full of pride, standing upright, standing upright, letting the wind and snow blow...
This is why I love plum blossoms, they are strong and unyielding. Although winter is so cold that people are too lazy to go out, the plum blossoms are blooming in the wind and snow, and the spirit symbolized by this little flower is far more beautiful and colorful than those in summer. Roses, roses, and peonies are much nobler.
Look at the plum blossoms, they look like pure white snow, but after the snowflakes melt, all that is left is a stain, gaudy and false, but the plum blossoms are real. Pure white, sometimes with a little pink, what she leaves behind is a vague fragrance. Her simplicity and elegance are beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Look at the plum blossoms standing proudly in the wind and snow, in full bloom. Don’t you feel her beauty at all? Could it be that in the boundless white snow, if you suddenly see a plum blossom standing in front of you, wouldn't you be infected by her strong and unyielding spirit that is not afraid of the frost? Haven't you ever thought that she is somewhat similar to the strong and unyielding spirit of the Red Army soldiers? Haven't you thought that these snowy plums, proud of the snow and frost, truly symbolize our revolutionary warriors, their spirit of tenacity, courage to fight, and eagerness for the coming of the blizzard? The quality of will?
People praise the peony because of its wealth, they praise the lotus because it emerges from the mud without being stained, and I praise the plum blossom because of her unyielding spirit of standing proud of the snow and frost. , but also symbolizes those people who do not bow down in the face of difficulties and become more courageous with every setback! 9. A 200-word essay on symbolic techniques about the cedar tree
I love the cedar tree in my hometown, how beautiful it is!
In front of my grandma’s house, there is a beautiful fir tree. It is my companion and always with me.
Whenever a gust of wind blows, it always makes a "wow-wow" sound, as if to say: "Xiaoyuan, put on your clothes and be careful to catch a cold..." But I didn't know how to go at that time. I ignored it, but danced happily with its rhythm, because at that time I admired its "wow-wow" rhythm. Sometimes I thought it was a rhythmic piece: sometimes I thought the sound was a fir tree. The song of the trees. . Fir tree, I love you so much!
In spring, new leaves grow on its branches: in summer, it seems to be wearing a dense coat. At that time, I was very confused about this: Why does Brother Shanshu wear a coat when it is so hot in summer? It wasn't until I went to school that I understood:
In autumn, the leaves of the fir trees turn yellow, and there are fewer and fewer leaves. In this regard, I was confused again: It was cool in autumn, why did Brother Shanshu take off his clothes again and become naked?
Whenever I think of this now, I feel childish and naive.
But what I will never forget the most is the strength of the fir trees. In winter, the wind in my hometown is very strong! The wind howled. Even though it was blown by such a strong wind, it was still so strong and stood there without wavering at all!
My childhood friend - the fir tree, it is so strong! So lush! So beautiful! I couldn't help but fall in love with it. Of course, I also want to thank it for always accompanying me! 10. Write a 200-word essay on the symbolism of umbrella straps
Umbrella I have a red umbrella, which was given to me by my father when I was 7 years old.
White umbrella handle, red umbrella surface. So beautiful! Although it no longer looks as good as when I first bought it, I still like it very much.
In spring, the rain rustled, and a small umbrella accompanied me on my way to and from school. It escorts me like a loyal guard, keeping me from getting wet from the rain.
In the hot summer, the sun is like a big fireball, baking the earth red. I was so hot that I was listless, but my little umbrella was blocking me from the strong sunlight and making me feel cool.
In the cold winter, snowflakes are flying and the cold wind is blowing constantly. The small umbrella accompanies me against the wind and snow, making me feel warm. Little umbrella, you are not afraid of rain, sun, wind and snow, and bring convenience to people. I want to learn your spirit of helping others in obscurity.