The story of the photo, excellent composition

In ordinary daily life, many people have written compositions, which are composed of words. After people's thinking, they express a theme through language organization. I believe many friends are very upset about writing a composition. The following are the excellent compositions of photos I have compiled for you. Welcome to read and collect them. Photo Story Excellent Composition 1

After graduation, I can only leave one graduation photo. —— Inscription

In the shallow twilight, carefree time quietly slips through your fingers, and you can't catch it, just like graduation photo, who is not in the depths of the world of mortals. When you look back, you can't find it, but you can't see it, leaving only one place. It is covered with dust in memory, but it can't disappear at the bottom.

before I recall taking pictures, a trace of sadness comes to my mind.

for me, it is an unforgettable loss. Looking back that summer, the fiery red sun seemed to be full of vigor and vitality, so brilliant. We put on our school uniforms and red scarves, and stood in several lines on the playground. The smile on our faces even surpassed the sun, brilliant and beautiful, so dazzling. My heart seems to be filled with honey, which is unforgettable sweetness. Because this is the last time we take pictures together. "Eggplant", our innocent smile is always fixed at that moment. Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar faces, it seems full of nostalgia for the past and longing for the future.

just after the dissolution, the students invariably took out their mobile phones, and treasured every classmate and every place on campus in their mobile phones, never forgetting them. At this time, the enemy became a friend; At this time, I heard laughter; At this time, I saw a piece of harmony; At this time, the students felt sour in their hearts, looked back at the campus where they had lived for six years with eyes full of tears, and then went their separate ways like a movie. They thought they were strong, but at the moment they turned around, tears burst down. Since then, I have embarked on a new journey in my life. Maybe I'll see you again soon, maybe I'll see you again in the foreseeable future ...

The kite will fly far, but its thread is left on the ground; Cooking smoke will always fly far away, but its source remains in the house; We will always fly far away, but our footprints are left in the playground of our alma mater ...

graduation photo is not a simple photo, but a youth fixed in memory. Photo Story Excellent Composition 2

When I was bored, I began to look at the collection in my "baby box". Inadvertently saw Gorky's "Childhood", and on a whim, I flipped through it.

suddenly, some photos fell from the book, and I can't remember when they were sandwiched in the book.

in the first picture, I saw myself when I was a child, maybe only 2 months old, and I was held by my aunt. I seemed very happy! Take a closer look, wow! Mom is right. I was really ugly when I was a child. The nose is flat and a little black. Whenever my mother says that, I always refute her, just you look good! Only you look good!

The second photo was taken when my cousin and I were standing on the stairs. It was night, and it was winter. If you don't look carefully, it's really a bit like two penguins! In fact, at that time, my 6-year-old cousin and I had some similarities!

The third photo shows me, my brother and my cousin eating ice cream. That day, I vaguely remember that it was because I monopolized TV for a long time, which led my brother and cousin to unite to "protest". After discussion, I asked them to buy ice cream to cool off the heat. In fact, I sent them two "foodies" to buy, and I can continue to watch TV again. So, ginger is still old and spicy. Ha ha.

The last photo was when I taught my brother to write his own name, when he was 5 years old. I had a hard time teaching him to write his own name. I said to him, "Write down your name and let me have a look. "I can see that he is very serious and thinks that the result will be good, but the reality is always cruel! The result surprised me, and the words "Xu Rong to Qin" were clearly written on the paper! ! I suddenly collapsed. Why can't he make the word "Zhen" more compact? This incident has also become a joke in my family.

There are many stories behind many photos, and the story behind each photo is unforgettable. The story of the photo excellent composition 3

In my photo album, there is a photo, and whenever I see this photo, I always blush. At that time, I was six years old. Naively, I was holding a mop. You might ask, why did I blush when I saw this photo? I will tell you slowly ...

When I was a child, my mother would weigh and measure your height every few months. I remember one day when I was six years old, I heard my mother say excitedly, "Ah, Tingting has grown two centimeters in three months!" " Grandma, who was mopping the floor, heard this, quickly put down the mop, picked me up and said happily, "Hey, my baby is getting taller and taller. You should eat more rice and nutritious delicious food in the future, so that it will grow faster."

At this moment, I was looking at the mirror happily, praised by my grandmother. Suddenly, I saw the mop beside the mirror. I looked left and right. Gee, the mop I accidentally found was as tall as my height. "Ah, I see how old the mop is!" I cried in surprise as if I had discovered a new continent. My mother and grandmother looked at each other in surprise and asked inexplicably, "Does the mop have an age?" I solemnly said, "I can't use my head, of course it's six years old!" Mother asked doubtfully, "Why?" "Because the height of the mop is the same as mine!" I am proud to say. Suddenly, the whole family laughed their heads off. Mother stifled her laughter and said, "Alas, silly child, the mop has no height and only a useful life!" " "No!" I said coquetry. "Oh, we will listen to Tingting!" Grandma comforted me. Mother said solemnly, "OK, in order to commemorate Tingting and Mop have the same height today, I'll take a picture of you two." So "click", leaving this special photo.

At this moment, I have grown a lot, and the mop has only reached my armpit. Because of that special friendship, I have not been willing to throw it away yet! Photo Story Excellent Composition 4

There is an old photo in my family, which is the only proof for me to remember my grandmother. I always put it under my pillow to accompany me to sleep. It seems that my grandmother is singing children's songs to me to make me fall asleep quickly ...

Speaking of the origin of this photo, it's really hard to remember. When my mother misses her mother, she always holds me and tells the story of her hometown.

I was not a child in Hubei, and my mother was from Badong, Sichuan. In that mountain, life was very difficult. There are many children in my grandmother's family, and my mother is the youngest, so my grandmother has no choice but to give my mother, her youngest daughter, to my grandmother now. After many years, my mother grew up and met my father, so I had a good son. When I was three years old, my mother decided to take me back to my hometown in Badong.

what I remember most is the grapefruit tree in front of my grandmother's door. The big golden grapefruit swings on the branches like a golden bell, emitting an attractive fragrance. Whenever I pout and stand under the tree and count grapefruit, my uncle will say to me, "Dragon Baby, you want to eat grapefruit. My uncle will pick it for you." My uncle is very good at climbing trees. I clapped my hands and applauded below, and I immediately ate fresh and delicious grapefruit. Eating grapefruit is a particular thing. My uncle usually digs a hole by hand, and then the pulp will fall off one by one, and the skin will become a grapefruit hat. I was wearing a grapefruit hat and running happily in front of the door. At that time, time passed so quickly ...

In a blink of an eye, I was going back. My grandmother took me to the photo studio in town. On the way, I picked a grapefruit and held it in my arms.

Now, when I look at the photos, I will laugh at the child who took photos with grapefruit in his arms, holding the grapefruit in his arms like a baby, with a bright smile on his face. It is this golden grapefruit that reminds me of many childhood memories and infinite attachment to my grandmother ... The story of the photo 5

The true story of a black-and-white photo. This photo was taken by a reporter on August 28th, 1937 when Japan invaded and bombed Shanghai South Railway Station.

In the morning, the small family went on a trip and took a train at Shanghai South Railway Station. The three of them got on the train, and the train left. A bang came from the sky and people looked out of the window. Soon, an old reporter said, "Let's go, the Japanese devils are coming." People started to mess up, and a bullet landed on the train. Evil bullets blew up the bridge, the grocery store and the train ... turned the railway station into a pile of ruins, and people couldn't walk fast, some were injured in the face, some were blown off their feet, and some were crushed to death by boards ... < P > Xiaoqiang was so lucky. At that time, his mother was holding Xiaoqiang, and bombs just fell from his mother's head, and his mother was killed. Xiaoqiang came from under his mother's stomach. Because he was scared by the bomb, he cried and his parents killed him on the spot.

I appeal on behalf of Xiaoqiang: "Save the children, as long as there is peace, not war!" For the sake of mother not losing her son, for the sake of wife not losing her husband, for the sake of children not pushing their parents, for the sake of children having a desk, a stable desk, and not being overturned by missile air billow! There is a classroom, a white classroom, which is free from bomb penetration. The whole people should act in unison to maintain peace and stop the war! Let the flower of peace bloom again, and let the "God of Peace" stay in the world forever.

Let's ring the death knell for the war, and let tomorrow's world truly become a human home full of sunshine, flowers and love! The story of the photo is excellent composition 6

Time flies, and our story continues. -Inscription

The curtain was blown in the evening breeze, which added a touch of charm to the room. When I happened to see that photo, the scene and people in the photo were familiar and unfamiliar, and I couldn't help but sigh that time flies. Memories come to mind instantly.

That summer, it was very hot. They and I often went to the playground to watch others play ball games. There was a big willow tree in the playground. We often sat on a bench under the willow tree. Although it was very hot, we enjoyed it. Sometimes when the heat is unbearable, there will be a breeze blowing, and we will sigh that heaven has opened its eyes. Of course, we will not only watch the ball, but also discuss which one is more handsome and which one plays well, and the bell rang during the heated discussion. Although I was reluctant, I ran back to the classroom.

The classroom is air-conditioned, which is cool, but my mind is impetuous, always thinking about the unfinished topics after class. After about ten minutes, my sister finally couldn't help it. She handed me a note full of words, which was about the topic to be discussed after class. After I read it, I wrote it and uploaded it back. They wrote it and then sent it back. Such a round trip has already been seen by the "Eagle Eye" teacher. So, we were invited outside and watched the teacher lecture from the window. And the bell rang on time at this time, and the teacher criticized us. Instead of being sad, we laughed like fools.

After doing eye exercises during recess, I always like to buy an ice cream in the canteen downstairs of the school dormitory, which is my day's happiness!

This photo was taken in June, 2xx, with several people I am familiar with, and the background of the photo was my primary school.

now that I think about it, it's full of regrets and memories. Unfortunately, primary school can't come again, and childhood is gone forever! I have many photos, but I like the photo taken by the lotus pond in front of my grandma's house last year. In the photo, I picked a lotus leaf and put it on my head and stood there with mirth. On my left hand side, there was a pomegranate tree full of bright pomegranate flowers, and on my right hand side, there was a Dali chrysanthemum the size of a bowl, which took an interesting and lovely photo.

In summer, I came to my grandma's house and got off the bus and felt terribly hot. The chicken flapped its wings and the dog stuck its tongue out. How can I not be hot! When my mother saw that I was sweating like a pig, she picked a green lotus leaf and put it on my head under the shade of the door where I came. Seeing these green leaves, I suddenly felt much cooler and played happily. My mother suddenly stopped me and asked me to stand by the lotus pond to help me to be afraid of a photo. I quickly ran there and found that I was standing between pomegranate trees and crimson Dali chrysanthemums. The effect must be very good, so I put on a cute pose "Click". After the photo shoot, I quickly ran to my mother to look at the photo and laughed happily at my silly appearance. In the photo, I am wearing a pink short sleeve and my hands are open, enjoying the beautiful scenery in front of me.

This photo makes me feel very happy. I don't like taking photos, and I have become a happy girl who loves taking photos. I know that taking pictures can leave a good moment. The story of the photo 8

When I see that photo, I will think of my dog. It's called cotton candy. It is wearing a white coat, a pair of sapphire eyes, a pair of big ears, flexible limbs and comfortable fur. If you want to say the most impressive thing, it must be the story in the photo.

On Saturday morning, I vaguely heard a dog barking in bed. I thought: Who could have played a prank on this? Whatever. Go back to sleep. No sooner had I closed my eyes than I heard a dog barking, and I decided to put up with it.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I heard the dog barking again. I couldn't bear it anymore. I put on my shoes, went downstairs and opened the door. I found a white shadow running to the right. I thought, isn't this a white-haired puppy? I took out a peeled ham sausage and threw it on the ground. I called to my mother. My mother decided to have a look on the balcony. I saw a white puppy popping out and slowly walking towards the ham sausage. She grabbed the ham sausage and ran to a corner and wolfed it down. I walked down the balcony, and the puppy just slipped out and saw me. Maybe it thought I threw it on the ground, so it slowly walked towards me. When it came to me, I touched its head and said, "I have a name for it, just call it marshmallow!" " It may feel good and turn round and round.

I picked it up, and my mother took out her mobile phone and recorded this wonderful time. After that, marshmallow became my pet and spent day after day with me.

I like cotton candy because it brings many surprises and happiness to my life. The story of the photo 9

Every photo actually contains a story. Some photos may be taken in trivial matters, while others may be recorded in earth-shattering events. Behind each photo, there may be ups and downs, joys and sorrows, laughter and family reunion! I also have my photos, and I also have my stories!

There is a big photo in my home, which is a family photo taken four years ago, and it records the happy moment of our family reunion for grandpa's birthday!

I remember that it was Grandpa's seventieth birthday, and many relatives came to our family. Aunt Da Die, second father and second mother, aunt and uncle all came from abroad. I am most happy that they brought my sisters and brothers, who are all my good friends! When adults get together, there are always endless words. My children and I are playing happily there, and we also play hide-and-seek there, not to mention there.