What are the metaphors in Bing Xin's poem "Stars"?

Stars (1)

Stars twinkling--

Deep blue sky,

Have you ever heard them talking to each other?< /p>

In silence,

in the dim light,

they praised each other deeply.

Two

Childhood!

It is the truth in dreams,

It is the dream in truth,

It’s a tearful smile when remembering.

Three

Thousands of acres of trembling --

On the edge of the dark island,

The moon is coming up!

< p>The source of life,

the place of death.

Four

O little brother!

Three bright and joyful stars in my soul,

Gentle

< p>Indescribable

The child deep in the soul!

Darkness,

What a profound description!

The depths of the soul,

The depths of the universe,

The resting place in the brilliant light.

VI Good past.

Seven

Those who are awake,

are only lonely and angry people!

Listen to the fortune-telling gong,

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Destroy the fate of the world.

Eight

The remaining flowers are dotted on the branches;

The birds have flown away,

The ground is covered in red -

Is life also such a glimpse?

Nine

The most difficult thing to hide is Meng’er,

It’s clear ,

Honestly,

told

the secrets and worries in your soul.

Ten

The tender green buds,

said to the young people:

"Develop yourself!"

Pale white flowers,

Said to the young man:

"Contribute yourself!"

Crimson fruits,

Say to the young man:

"Sacrifice yourself!"

Eleven

Infinite mystery,

Where to find it?< /p>

After the smile,

before the words,

there is infinite mystery.

Twelve

Human beings!

Let’s fall in love,

We are all long-term travelers,

Dian the same destination.

Thirteen

A corner of the city wall,

the blue sky,

the vastness of the sky--

This is heaven - earth.

Fourteen

We are all natural babies,

lying in the cradle of the universe.

Fifteenth

Children!

You can enter my garden,

Don’t pick my flowers--

p>

Look at the thorns of the rose,

it hurts your hand.

Sixteen

Young man!

For the sake of later memories,

draw your current picture carefully.

Seventeen

My friend!

Why do you say I am "silent"?

There are things in the world,

Beyond language and words.

Eighteen

Literature writers!

Sow your seeds with good intentions,

I will find your fruits anytime and anywhere. .

Nineteen

My heart,

like a boat,

has passed through the ups and downs of the sea of ??time.

Twenty

The flower branches of happiness,

in the hands of the God of destiny,

are looking for people to be given perfection.

Twenty-one

The strings outside the window were plucked,

My heart!

Why is it so deep? In the lingering sound?

It is the sound of infinite trees,

It is the infinite moonlight.

Twenty-two

Life and separation--

It is the hazy moon and day,

Death--

< p>It is a haggard fallen flower.

Twenty-three

The lamp of the soul

is bright in silence,

extinguished in excitement.

Twenty-Four

To those who have never met Bailian, Sunflower admits that they are best friends.

The white lotus came out of the water,

The sunflower lowered her head:

Her graceful pride,

parted herself.

Twenty-five

Death!

Rise up and praise him;

It is the end of silence,

It is eternal rest.

Twenty-six

The high mountain tops,

the deep sea--

A cold heart,

It is passionate tears;

Poor little people!

Twenty-seven

The poet,

is the world The greatest happiness in fantasy,

is also the deepest disappointment in reality