Week 3- Lecture Exercise by Lam Xiao Ci

 

     

• A child in a rocking chair is like an angel from the sky. 
• Steel reinforcing bar in building is like muscles stretched taut over bone.
• The fog plumed through gunshot holes in the car windows like flowers blooming during springs.
• She held her life in her own hands as if it were the only rope holding her from falling to an overhanging cliff.
• Lacey poured coffee down her throat as if sleep were a luxury she couldn’t afford.
• If I should wake before I die, I will voice out my last few pieces of words to my loved ones.
• The security guard walks the lobby as if he is walking on a red carpet.
• The library books left in the rain like a pity kitten that get lost with its mother.
• Music in the hallway like a celebration going to happen.
• Blue paint spilled on the road like the sea waves pushing rhythmically to the seashore.
• Canceled checks in the abandoned subway car seemed like old parents that lived alone in the village.
• A spider under the rug is like problem ignored that will bother you at some point.
• Graffiti on the abandoned building like wild grass grew in the crack of wall.
• Nothing was the same, now that it was given a second chance.
• The dice rolled out of the cup toward Veronica like destiny revealing its hand.