Write a photo composition

There is a story behind every photo. Do you want to hear such a story? The following is the composition I collected and arranged to write photos for you, hoping to help you. Welcome to read the reference study!

Write a photo composition 1 I have several thick photo albums at home, each with an unforgettable story; There are wonderful and interesting things in every photo. You just flip through a book and record the happy memories at that time. Please let me share a story with a photo.

When I was three or four years old, I often giggled as if I had something happy. When my father taught me the word "female", I often called it "drum". Isn't it ridiculous to distinguish between "female" and "drum"

I remember once, my parents took me to bed to take pictures. I was disobedient and almost broke my camera. Finally, my mother gave me a toy elephant. Now, I become kind, obedient and cooperative. They seem to have bought me off. Mom is really scheming. At that time, I was like a robot. Everything was under her command. After getting this gift from my mother, I really changed quickly. I was sad just now, but now I'm laughing. My little eyes are fixed on the camera. The eyes of the toy elephant are also wide open, as if they were fighting to take pictures. I really don't know what's good about taking pictures. Alas! But this "click" is quite fun! Hee hee, the more you shoot, the happier you are, unconsciously posing as a handsome boy. Everyone laughed. Some people even laughed their heads off. The story in this photo is very interesting.

The photo is a good recorder. He will record some of our happy days and share the stories in the photo with others in the future. Photos carry too many happy times for us; Carrying the selfless love of parents; It also carries our infinite affection for our elders.

Write a photo composition 2 There is a family photo on my desk, and it is still so new, because it is my most precious photo.

This photo is of my tenth birthday. Looking at this photo, I remembered one thing. I remember my father, mother and brother taking pictures with me on my tenth birthday. At that time, my brother was so cute and naughty, my father was so amiable and my mother was so young and beautiful. Look at this photo. I have a picture of that photo in my mind.

At noon, my aunt and grandparents came, and I was very happy. At dinner, everyone was filled with cheerful smiles, and I couldn't help feeling very happy.

The most important thing on a birthday is to eat cake.

The big cake is in front of me. I felt very happy when I saw the hut in the cake. When we eat cake, we put it on other people's faces. They all look like Xiaohua Mall.

In the evening, I went to take pictures with my father, mother and brother. As soon as my brother got up, he took a fan and put it on his chest to act like a gentleman. We all say that he is a child. I went up and made a thinking appearance, but my father made a picture of Bruce Lee playing nunchakus. Do you know why? Because Bruce Lee is my father's idol.

Finally, according to the family photo, I put my hand on my parents' shoulders, and my parents held my brother. I think this family is full of happy smiles; It feels good to be happy.

Walking on the way home, I think happiness may not be felt by everyone. Our parents gave us too much happiness. Some people can't give it to us. Parents can give it to us. When we celebrate our birthdays, our relatives will sing birthday songs, blow out candles and eat cakes. How happy this is!

Today I am lying in my happy arms, how happy and free I am.

Writing Photo Composition 3 On the National Day in November, my parents and I went back to my grandmother's house. After dinner, I accidentally opened my grandmother's photo album, which contained many old photos, all in black and white. With my mother's eloquence, we seem to have gone back to the past.

I saw a lot of people I didn't know. One of the yellowed black and white photos attracted me. In the photo, a little girl in plaid clothes, dark blue trousers and short hair stands under a big tree, with a meadow and a path paved with blue bricks at her feet. Behind her is the majestic Wild Goose Pagoda, next to which is a row of bungalows and walls. I asked my mother who was in the photo, and my mother said softly, "me!" " "I asked," when was it taken? Mom said, "It was taken at the Big Wild Goose Pagoda on my tenth birthday." ""What's the difference? "I asked." It's almost thirty years, and it's changed a lot. "Mom said with emotion.

At that time, there was only one street before and after the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, and there were no tall buildings around Jean Temple. Now the roads around the Big Wild Goose Pagoda are wide, tall buildings are springing up like mushrooms after rain, and the North-South Square is the city that never sleeps. At night, the streets are brightly lit, crowded and lively. There are Qujiang Concert Hall, cinemas and art galleries. People can listen to wonderful music, watch pleasing movies and enjoy elegant and beautiful pictures here. There are lifelike sculptures in the middle of the road, such as Wang Wei, Li Bai and Du Fu. They are drinking and writing poems. How chic they are.

Thirty years, the motherland has changed a lot! Today's Big Wild Goose Pagoda has become more magnificent and full of vitality!

On my desk, there is a photo of our family of three. In the photo, we are wearing diving suits, standing proudly in the blue sea, smiling brightly! As soon as I saw this photo, my heart was filled with happiness and memories of good times.

I was nine years old that year, and my father's unit organized a trip to Hainan Island. Fortunately, I boarded the long-awaited plane and came to Hainan Island. Living in a hotel, I stayed up all night excitedly, planning my travel plan for tomorrow.

I got up early the next day. When the tour guide announced that we were going to dive under the sea today, I was even more excited to run around like a rabbit.

When we arrived at the diving field, the coach told us the essentials of diving and took us down to the sea. My heart is like fifteen fights. When the coach asked me, "Are you afraid, little friend?" I stubbornly said, "Who said I was afraid?" After that, he deliberately straightened his chest, quickly put on his diving suit and strode to the sea. Standing in the sea, the cool water gently stroked my leg, and a breeze with the smell of seawater blew. I open my arms and enjoy the embrace of the sea. Just then, the coach said to me, "Are you ready?" "ok!" I made a clever gesture and jumped into the sea. After a while, many colorful fish appeared in front of my eyes. They swam around me as if they were treating me as a strange tourist. I couldn't help reaching out to greet them, but they didn't give me any face and left one by one. Suddenly, my eyes lit up. What a beautiful soft coral! These corals of different colors dazzled me and surprised me secretly. ...

When we surfaced, the photographer left us this precious photo.

When the photo was developed, I put it in a photo frame and kept it until now.

One day, my mother and I went to my grandmother's house. Grandma is tidying up the bookshelf. I found a thick photo album in the bookcase, so I took it down and looked through it. There are many black and white photos in the album, among which a yellow photo is particularly eye-catching. There is a little girl with two braids in the photo. There is a big bike behind the little girl. My mother told me that the girl in the photo was herself. I looked at my mother when she was a child, so I asked her to tell me the story of her childhood.

My mother pointed to herself in the photo and said, "This was taken on my fifth birthday. The big bike behind me is taller than me. In the past, your grandfather took our family out on this bike, with his period in the front beam, grandma sitting in the back seat, and I stood on grandpa's back in the back seat. That day, on my birthday, your grandfather took me back to my grandmother's house. My grandmother cooked two eggs for me and asked my neighbor's uncle to take this photo for me. I was very happy, with my mouth open and my eyes narrowed ... "

I looked at my mother's happy smile and felt the happiness of her childhood. Think about how happy we are now! I am sent to school by an adult car every day, and I will receive many beautiful gifts on my birthday ... The motherland is getting richer and richer, and we are growing up happily in a stable and peaceful family. I must study hard and be a useful person to society.