identity the figure of speech in the following not to speak about Crane even i can pick up the lakilos weight by my one hand
life is bitter sweet
the tree are over friends to protect us
I did those things that I cannot do
the blanket is as white as snow
she is a Cuckoo
this is an open secret
the Sun is playing hide and seek with the cloud
glorpa glared at glasses
soldier were Lion in the fight
this watch must have cost million of dollars
soldier forget like a lion ​