Choose a winter vacation photo to write a composition.

1. Write a photo about the winter vacation. Sunlight shines among overlapping leaves, leaving only mottled sunlight. The crystal-clear dew wobbled among the leaves and fell into the puddle to make an unusually crisp sound.

In the morning, the sound of morning reading came from the campus, neat and vivid. Even the birds in the treetops are singing a new day.

At this time, our class is playing a cheerful homework March.

"Put your homework in the corner of the table and the teacher will check it." Listening to the familiar words, I immediately raised a confident smile. "I did my homework carefully yesterday and checked it several times. Maybe I will be praised by the teacher! " I have a proud abacus in my heart, looking for the shadow of my homework.

Tossing and turning, my smile solidified and I was sad in the blink of an eye. "Obviously used up yesterday! Where did it go? You won't bring it? " I was anxious like an ant on hot bricks-running around, I calmed my impatience, held my breath and carefully rummaged through every corner of my schoolbag. "No" My face is as white as a paper towel, and it will break when touched. Suddenly, worries filled my heart, and the whole person was deeply caught in fear and remorse.

"What should I do? Look again? I just looked for it several times and couldn't find it. I'd better forget it Write it again? How to write when the teacher is so close to me. Do you want to lie to the teacher? No, lies will be seen through one day! " "Ah, I don't know what will happen to the teacher? Will you tell your parents? Or will you be fined? Anyway, it's a shame to be a good student and not hand in homework! " My heart is in my throat.

The ringing of birds in my ears is that kind of harsh ridicule to me, which makes me upset. The bright sunshine seems to me to be obscured and eclipsed by layers of mist. The confident smiles of my classmates are just like that ironic smile to me, which makes me feel ashamed. The intoxicating floral fragrance smells like that disgusting garbage dump to me. It's disgusting.

The teacher came to me step by step, one step, two steps, three steps ... getting closer and closer ... The teacher's kind smile made me dare not look straight into her eyes, and my eyes aimed straight at the drawer. In fact, I can't wait to find a crack in my heart to hide. I found a familiar blank sheet of paper in a messy drawer, and my curiosity drove me to open it. What caught my eye was last night's homework, and my heart calmed down again. Joy flowed in my body and tears of happiness swirled in my eyes. I handed my homework to the teacher, and I was in a good mood again.

The breeze kissed my cheek, with the fragrance of fresh earth, the elegance of intoxicating flowers and the singing of happy birds. Sunshine gives color to everything in the world, and rain gives water to everything in the world. Start a new day, so refreshing!

2. Choose a landscape photo to write a composition! The young man in the photo is holding a baby like a little old man. Who's that? Ha ha! That was a photo taken with my father when I was a child! This photo was taken when I was born and went home after nine days in the hospital. According to my mother, the whole family was very busy at that time. My grandmother was busy making quilts, my aunt was waiting beside my mother, my uncle was carrying a bag, and my father kept talking to himself. Look at my red face, as red as the sun; Grandma said, "You must straighten my lovely grandson's legs before you can wrap them up, so that my grandson's legs will grow straight and tall in the future." My mother didn't quite agree with this view, but she still asked my father to do as grandma said. My father was all thumbs and finally wrapped me up. "Haha ..." I smiled shyly and asked, "Mom, does it look like a rabbit wrapped in silk?" "Like, like!" Mom said with a smile; Dad is holding the work he has just finished, singing a lullaby proudly and swinging from side to side. I just fell asleep. When my aunt saw this scene, she clicked and pressed the shutter happily. This photo records that short and happy time. Year after year, time flies. Now I have grown up and become a healthy and handsome boy. Whenever I see this photo, I imagine the scene at that time and think of that happy time! Every time I see this photo, I think of the lovely parrot. In the photo, a little girl is busy, that's me, and there are two parrots flying beside me. I bought these two parrots when I was in the third grade. Once my family went to the flower market, I saw a parrot and asked my mother to buy it. One of the parrots has a blue nose and two dark blue feathers on his face. He is a male. I call it Ying Ge. One is a female parrot with a pink nose and blue feathers. I call it Yanwu. I have established a good relationship with two parrots and I like them very much. They are very active. Ying Ge kept singing songs better than oriole every day, and Yanwu jumped up and down deftly in the cage. Once I put my hand into the cage and wanted the parrot to stand in my hand. I went to Yanwu first. Then it quickly climbed into Wen Xiaoqiu's cage. I thought to myself: this rotten swallow dance, I'll clean you up when I feed you! When I feed them food, I only feed Ying Ge, not Yanwu, and hold it in my hand when I feed Ying Ge. I thought: haha! This is what happens when you bite me! But just when I was not careful, Yan Wu deftly flew out of the cage from my hand. I was surprised, so I quickly put down my food and went to catch the swallow dance. And Ying Ge, seeing her companion go out, left the cage door open and she flew out of the cage. "ah! Don't run back! " I'm anxious to catch this and that, and I don't know what to do. At this time, mom and dad just came out with their cameras, and "click" took this ridiculous scene. Later, the two parrots were given away. Every time I see this photo, I can't help laughing, but I also miss my two parrots and wish them more lively and healthy. I opened an old yellow photo album and looked at it page by page. The small photo album evoked good memories for me. When I saw my childish face, I couldn't help but feel a smile floating on my face. I turned it over and stopped my hand on this photo. This was taken by my cousin and me. When I know almost nothing, I always learn to do all kinds of strange actions like a big boy. On the day of taking pictures, grandma led us to the photo studio. Under the light, I began to feel a little nervous, and my heart was pounding for some reason. At that time, I seemed to glance at it with my eyes and saw my brother standing here easily. My brother pinched his waist with both hands, and I also learned to pinch my waist with both hands. I don't want to wait until my naughty brother lowers his head and sticks out his tongue. I saw the flash before my eyes, and I was even more nervous. I've been standing. Finally, several big beads of sweat flowed down from my forehead. Actually, it's ridiculous to think about it now. What's so nervous about taking pictures? Why am I so scared? I really don't understand my childhood. Maybe it's because I grew up. If I could go back in time, I would cherish my childhood more. My innocent face disappeared in childhood and was strangled in the cradle by time. When I picked up my childhood photo album and opened the big book of memories, I quietly recalled the infinite fun of my childhood ... The feeling of success was like eating delicious honey, sweet and fragrant. May day holiday, mom. I am very excited to take me to climb Tiger Mountain. I quickly put on my tracksuit and climbed the Tiger Mountain. I jumped up and down in the car excitedly all the way, making it look like a party. At the foot of Tiger Mountain, I looked up, and the high spire seemed out of reach. I can't help but flinch: will I climb or not? If I don't climb, my mother will call me timid. If I climb, I may not be afraid. Finally, I gritted my teeth and decided to fight for it. At first, I was alive and kicking, saying that my parents climbed slowly and left the old man behind like a rabbit. But this situation didn't last long, and it didn't last for 20 minutes, so I continued to shout tired. My mother looked at it and said angrily, I'm tired before I climb halfway, so hurry down the mountain! "I heard a burst of anger in my heart. I didn't want to be looked down upon by my mother, so I gritted my teeth and tried to climb up. I stopped and walked straight ahead. Although there are tall trees to shade me, the weather is still very hot. I only have one dress left, and I keep sweating. I tried to flinch several times, but I was "excited" by my mother's provocation. I almost reached the top of the mountain. Who knows, the scenery on the mountain is more beautiful than that under the mountain. I looked up and really reached the top of the tower, the top of the tower.

3. Choose a memorable photo composition of 200 words. Opening a thick stack of photo albums immediately opened the window of childhood memories, and one of the photos reminded me of the happy memories of bravely riding a motorboat.

Look! My father and I were sitting on a motorboat at the seaside in Rizhao. Father held his hands high and his face was full of glory, posing for victory. What about me? Elbow feebly leaning on the steering wheel of motorboat, right hand mechanically posing as a winner! His mouth was half open, his facial muscles were stiff and he had a wry smile. Speaking of that motorboat trip, I was both excited and scared.

That summer vacation, my parents took me to Rizhao seaside to play. One of the important play items was to take a motorboat at sea. The motorcycle captain is about three meters long and one meter wide, wearing a yellow and white coat.

My father and I got on the motorboat under the guidance of the staff. I sat in the front, protected by the pilot, and my father sat in the back, holding the pilot's waist.

Everything is ready, let's go! At first, the speed was not very fast, but in less than two seconds, the speed increased rapidly and took us to a place hundreds of meters away from the beach. There was a "buzzing" engine sound in my ear, and the thick hot air came like waves, mixed with a faint smell of the sea.

White waves splashed everywhere. The motorboat bobbed up and down with the waves from time to time, which scared me to shout "ah-ah-".

Soon we came to the deep-sea fish culture area, and the speed of the motorboat slowed down. It was then that I came to my senses and carefully observed the surrounding scenery. There are fishermen in hats standing on the boat, and their fishing nets are scattered in the distance from time to time. According to motorboats, fishermen take pains to do the same thing every day in order to have a good harvest.

Looking further into the distance: a vast expanse of white, sea and sky are integrated, as the saying goes: misty mountains and mountains, heaven and water are connected. The distant sea, in the delicate sunshine, spreads like fish scales on the water ... I am still intoxicated by the beautiful scenery around me. Suddenly, the motorboat started, very fast. I was startled, panicked and my heart beat like a rabbit. It turns out that we should go back.

Back on the shore, I was shocked. Just when my eyes were flustered, I only heard a click. It turns out that my mother just filmed this scene. Looking at the photos in your hand now, time seems to have returned to that thrilling sea trip.

I still smile every time I think about it.

A photo is on my desk. There's a picture. I look so proud in the photo. I stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the beautiful scenery of Taihu Lake in the distance.

Looking at this photo, I can't help but think of the scene when my family went to Wuxi to climb Huishan last summer vacation ... At the foot of Huishan, my brother said to me, "Let's have a competition to see who can climb the top first!" " I thought about it: Huishan is not very high. I climbed the Huangshan Mountain. What am I afraid of? ! I want to compete with my brother! In my brother's voice: "Go!" The mountain climbing competition officially started! At first, I ran very fast and kept pace with my brother, leaving my mother and grandmother behind. I was very happy to see the forging and kicking silicon fist. My feet were a little sore before I got halfway, but my brother was as light as before. I'm going to follow closely behind, for fear that I can't keep up with my brother and fall behind. I can't show weakness! Finally, halfway up the mountain, my feet were completely numb and my breathing was as heavy as lead. Gradually, my brother and I pulled away, and my mother passed me. I thought to myself: forget it, forget it! Anyway, the scenery above is no different from that below! I will go up slowly with grandma! Just then, my brother said to me not far away: "Come on! Don't be discouraged! You can't climb such a low mountain! Cut! " Yes! You can't give up halfway! I'm sure I can climb the mountain! After my efforts, I successfully climbed to the top of the mountain and looked at the beautiful Taihu Lake … Ah! Just as I was intoxicated with the beautiful scenery, there was a flash of "wiping the card" in front of my eyes. It's my brother! He's taking pictures of me! Seeing that I was looking at him, my brother smiled at me and took a picture of my mother ... Now look at this picture of me, and I still think I remember the last time I climbed Huishan. I like this picture very much! I typed this word for word! My true story.

5. My favorite photo composition is 350 words. When I open the photo album, a color photo comes into view. This is my favorite photo. This photo took me back to a year ago, when I had just finished my winter vacation. How many wonderful memories it left me!

It was sunny that day, and I came to the ski resort for the first time, only to know that the ski resort was like this. The hillside is covered with thick snow. My mother told me that this is man-made because it hardly snows in winter in Beijing. The ski resort is divided into three parts.

There are three levels, including elementary, intermediate and advanced. Many people are novices, and from time to time they see someone rolling down the snowy road, which makes everyone laugh. Of course, there are also masters flying down the high road.

Now, I can see clearly. So I can't wait to put on my ski suit and goggles and stand in the middle lane, so that the front end of the snowboard can be closed and the back end can be separated, so that the speed can be controlled. Mom immediately took out her camera and listened to the click.

With a cry, that happy moment was recorded forever.

From then on, I fell in love with skiing. Now, my study and my parents' work are very tense, so I have no time to go skiing. But as long as I see this photo, it reminds me of that wonderful time.

6. Write composition photos with photos

No gorgeous background, no computer art processing. This is the most common and vivid photo. The three grandparents and grandchildren in the photo are happily surrounded together. Do you want to take your eyes off it? Look how happy they are!

The kind old man in the photo is my grandmother. She is very popular and very frugal. Grandma is very frugal with herself, but there is one thing in my heart that proves her generosity. Grandma's nursing home donated materials to the disaster area. Without saying anything, she donated all the new clothes that her mother bought for her that she didn't want to wear at ordinary times. I was surprised, but my grandmother said, "I am a retired national cadre." I can't wear so many clothes, and the people in the disaster area need it more. " My grandmother is famous for her frugality. She is very generous to me. Every winter, she personally chooses the finest satin fabric to make me a cotton-padded jacket, but she always wears that white cotton-padded jacket. You see, in the photo, I snuggled up in my grandma's arms in my new cotton-padded jacket made by grandma, and I smiled so sweetly! I will never forget that day. It was New Year's Day, when I was five years old. Because grandma doesn't like taking pictures, this is the only picture of me and her.

Last winter, grandma, who had been healthy, fell ill. On the day I entered the operating room, I was catching up with the exam. I heard my mother say: grandma entered the operating room with this photo and my note full of blessings in her hand. The doctor refused to bring anything else, and grandma refused to live or die. She said to the doctor, "This is my grandson. He is obedient and sensible! Children let me take this, he will accompany me, let me be brave and strong ... "The doctor relented. In this way, this photo accompanied grandma to finish the operation.

The last time I saw my grandmother, she was admitted to the intensive care unit after the operation. The doctor refused to let me in. I cried and said to menstruation, "Just let me go in and have a look. I just joined the Young Pioneers today, and it's good that my grandmother knows that I'm happy, otherwise I'll be distracted in class ... "So I went in and saw my grandmother so thin, full of pipes and so pale. When she saw me, she said with great difficulty, "Good grandson, study hard." I fought back my tears and saw this photo again at her bedside.

Later, I never saw my grandmother again, and I really missed her. However, no matter where I am, with this photo, I will not be lonely.

7. Family ties are indispensable and the most important emotion in life. -Inscription This is a family photo of our family and the only one at present. How time flies! It passed in the blink of an eye. This photo has been taken for six years. Every time I look at the photo frame, I always look at the family photos carefully: aunt, uncle, second aunt, second uncle, uncle, menstruation, mom and dad, grandparents, cousins. I look so happy. The wrinkles on grandpa's forehead and the silver thread on grandma's head all tell their weather-beaten life journey. Of course, they can appreciate the joy of life best. I clearly remember that it was the Spring Festival in 2000, and the whole family, old and young, rushed back to their grandparents' homes from all over the country for the reunion year. At that time, I was only seven years old and sensible, but I didn't know the true meaning of reunion at all, only that there were many people. But since then, the whole family has rarely been together. Now every holiday, either my cousin didn't come, or my cousin didn't come ... Grandma always regrets to say to herself, "When can the whole family get together again?" When you are busy, it is always the easiest to ignore the mood of the older generation. Now, this family photo is slowly yellowing under the erosion of years, but the happy smile of the whole family is always so fresh. I think maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow. Our whole family will definitely get together again. There will definitely be a more beautiful and treasured family photo. Pure friendship and passionate love will eventually become family ties. Friends! May you cherish this indelible feeling. -P.S.

8. My favorite photo composition 300 words: my favorite photo.

I took a lot of photos, all of which were put in a delicate little photo album, and one of them was my favorite. Do you want to know the origin of this photo?

On my ninth birthday, my mother took me to a photo studio. I entered the room and began to dress up for me. When I finished dressing up and came out, the young man was still very energetic. Before coming to the camera, the uncle who took the photo asked me to pose, and it took me a long time to set it up. The uncle who took the photo flashed at me, and my eyes flashed for a long time. I feel a little annoyed. At this time, my mother said, "Don't worry, son, be patient!" Finally, my uncle said, "Good! All right! Freeze! " Just listen to "click" and take a photo. I can't wait to see this photo. I am so energetic in the photo!

This is my favorite of all my photos!

Two: My favorite photo.

Open the photo album and a color photo comes into view. This is my favorite photo. This photo took me back to a year ago, when I had just finished my winter vacation. How many wonderful memories it left me!

It was sunny that day, and I came to the ski resort for the first time, only to know that the ski resort was like this. The hillside is covered with thick snow. My mother told me that this is man-made because it hardly snows in winter in Beijing. The ski resort is divided into three parts.

There are three levels, including elementary, intermediate and advanced. Many people are novices, and from time to time they see someone rolling down from the top of the snowy road, which makes everyone laugh. Of course, there are also masters flying down the high road.

Now, I can see clearly. So I can't wait to put on my ski suit and goggles and stand in the middle lane, so that the front end of the snowboard can be closed and the back end can be separated, so that the speed can be controlled. Mom took out her camera at once, and she clicked.

With a cry, that happy moment was recorded forever.

From then on, I fell in love with skiing. Now, my study and my parents' work are very tense, so I have no time to go skiing. But as long as I see this photo, it reminds me of that wonderful time.