Slow motion close-up composition

1. Detailed description of 300 words in slow motion

Gorky’s childhood: Grandma’s words seemed to be singing with all her heart, and every word was as gentle, bright and rich as flowers, all of a sudden. Firmly etched into my memory

. When she smiled, her eyes, as black as black cherries, opened wide and shone with an indescribable light of joy. In her smile, her strong, white teeth showed happily. Although it is dark and there are many wrinkles on both cheeks,

the whole face still looks young and bright. But the face was marred by a floppy nose, distended nostrils and a red tip. She sniffed tobacco from a black snuff bottle inlaid with silver. Her clothes were all black, but through her eyes, an unquenchable, happy, and warm light shone from his heart. Her waist was bent almost into a hunchback, and she was fat and fat, but her movements were as light and agile as a big cat, and she was as soft as the back of this cute animal

Gorky's childhood grandmother spoke like I was singing with all my heart, and every word was as tender, bright and rich as a flower, and it was firmly etched into my memory at once

2. The 300-word description of a tense scene should include slow motion and close-ups.

Shuike was the first guard to catch up with him. He grabbed the man's left arm tightly. The prisoner stumbled, but stood up and jabbed the fingers of his right hand hard into Schweik's face. The guard fell down crying and scratching his eyes. Franz, the other guard, threw a right hook, but the soldier easily ducked to his left and kicked Franz's knee hard, twisting it at an odd angle. He also fell to the ground and screamed in pain.

The shuttle's engines roared to full speed, bathing the roof in white light. The prisoner turned towards them, fists raised, his angry shouts drowned by the noise.

Spavin and the remaining guard, Jason, drew their heavy pistols and aimed them at the prisoner, who still stood there, fists raised, glaring at the shuttle as it flew away.

"If you dare to move again, I will destroy you, you scumbag!" Jason shouted.

The prisoner turned slowly, his face illuminated by the landing pad's signal light, giving his scarred skin a hellish red glow. Slowly, the man walked towards them. Spiven tried his best to keep calm, holding the pistol tightly and pointing it steadily at the stranger who was slowly approaching. The man had a terrible murderous intent on his face. He was two meters away. Stop outside.

"Hurry up and put me in the damn cell before I take your pistol away." The man roared, pointing directly at the trembling muzzle of Jason's gun.

"Prisoners must lie face down and obey orders," Jensen said, but with a clear lack of confidence in his tone.

"Cage," the prisoner replied, glancing at the two of them, passing between them indifferently, and then turned to look at Spiven. "Call me Cage." 3. Unforgettable close-up composition more than two hundred and fifty words

Unforgettable that determined look

On May 22, I saw you on TV , what appears on the screen is you among the ruins, with cement boards and broken beams weighing heavily on your thin body. The only thing that can be seen is a close-up of your determined eyes. You were buried under heavy cement slabs and broken beams. You had been holding on for several days, believing that someone would come to save you. I believed that someone would hand you a bottle of mineral water with both hands. You have been waiting for a long time, but still no one comes to save you, not even a drop of water to drink. But you didn’t give up or fall asleep. Instead, you always reminded yourself: keep a clear head and persistence is victory. Time passes day by day, you wait 24 hours, 48 ??hours, 72 hours... Still no one comes to save you, and no one walks through this place, but you say you will never give up, even if it is just Even with my last breath, I will not give up and continue to persevere. Finally, someone comes. You put your hand out of the gap, pick up a small stone, and throw it outside. There was a "boom" and you were very happy because you knew someone was coming to save you. You brace yourself and look forward to getting you out as soon as possible. Your determined gaze is so unforgettable to me! The host said: Because there are too many stone slabs pressing on you, there is no help from heavy machinery, and there are constant aftershocks happening there, it is difficult for the rescue uncle to rescue you. Time passes by, but the rescue uncle still can't rescue you. At that time, you had persisted for more than 113 hours, and you still did not give up, still persisted, and still looked forward to it. You actually said to the uncles who were rescuing: "Uncle, take your time, don't be anxious, I can still persevere." The rescuing uncles were moved by your perseverance in your eyes and inspired by your touching words. What reasons are there for not rescuing you? What difficulties can prevent the action of rescuing you? They worked tirelessly and finally slowly pulled you out and immediately put you in an ambulance. Now, although I don't know if you have recovered, your determined eyes under the ruins have been deeply imprinted in my mind. I believe that good people have a safe life. Because in your eyes I see the indomitable spirit of the Chinese nation, the strength of the Chinese nation to endure pain, and the hope of the Chinese nation’s growing prosperity.

4. The 300-word description of a boring episode should include slow-motion and close-ups

Gorky’s childhood: Grandma’s words seemed to be singing with all her heart, and every word was as gentle, bright and rich as flowers, and it stuck to her heart instantly. Firmly etched into my memory

. When she smiled, her eyes, as black as black cherries, opened wide and shone with an indescribable light of joy. In her smile, her strong, white teeth showed happily. Although it is dark and there are many wrinkles on both cheeks,

the whole face still looks young and bright. But the face was marred by a floppy nose, distended nostrils and a red tip. She sniffed tobacco from a black snuff bottle inlaid with silver. Her clothes were all black, but through her eyes, an unquenchable, happy, and warm light shone from his heart. Her waist was bent almost into a hunchback, and she was fat and fat, but her movements were as light and agile as a big cat, and she was as soft as the back of this cute animal

Gorky's childhood grandmother spoke like I was singing with all my heart, and every word was as gentle, bright and rich as a flower, and it was firmly etched into my memory at once. 5. A 600-word essay on an unforgettable scene using close-ups

As With a crisp "click" sound, a beautiful scene is captured in the camera lens, and colorful life is condensed into a small space. Photography is my hobby in extracurricular life.

On Sunday, I walked on the street with my camera. The old people "walking in the courtyard", the young girls with youthful spirits, the innocent and lively children... all constitute a harmonious and beautiful picture. What should I take pictures of? The majestic buildings and bright flowers are indeed beautiful, but the concept is not novel.

Ah! There is a crisp "click" sound. Guess what I took? Hands, in front of the science and technology bookcase of Xinhua Bookstore, there are countless pairs of hands holding books, holding books, and raising books. Slender, thick, sexy, bronzed by the sun... When this scene appeared in front of me, I felt a force pushing me. Are these hands simply holding books? No, they are extracting the golden key to the treasure house of knowledge. How touching! Seeing these countless hands, you can naturally think of the smiling faces of the owners of the hands. What a happy smile they are. 6. A 300-word description of a boring episode should include slow-motion and close-ups

Alas, the next day was so boring, it was better than a dog catching a mouse—my mother was still looking for trouble when she was at work, and so was my father, and I I'm watching the computer, but unfortunately no one is there. Look, my classmates from primary school are not here, my classmates from middle school are not here, I'm depressed, playing games? Two words - annoying.

I am sitting in front of the computer and I am at a loss. I used to look forward to vacation every day, playing on the computer and chatting. Now I am sitting in front of the computer. I am on vacation, but I am thinking about going to school. It’s true. By the way, let's listen to the song. As the light and rhythmic music of the Hua'er Band played, my mood began to improve. I opened Age of Empires and enjoyed the music and games. Gradually, I began to feel happy. My classmates are also online. Now Not boring anymore. Start chatting.

In fact, when you are in a regular period for a long time, you are physically and mentally exhausted, so you want to take a vacation. But when you are in an irregular state, your body and mind are active, you don’t want to do something after a short period of time. During the vacation, you should give yourself Make a plan so you can have the best of both worlds. If not, I won’t be able to get up after school starts, I’ll be late, I won’t do my homework, I won’t be able to hold a pen, and I won’t be able to write. Everyone needs to make plans for themselves! Don't be bored! 7. Unforgettable close-up essay 330 boxes

When it comes to swimming, I am very proud because I can be regarded as a "swimming master"!

The first time I swam was the most unforgettable. It was the summer vacation of fourth grade. Since many children could swim, I was not to be outdone and went to learn to swim!

After putting on my swimsuit, I stood next to the swimming pool. The water was very clear and shallow. But for a beginner like me, it’s still a bit deep. There is often 1.8 meters of water over there! I'm only 1.4 meters tall.

After a while, a coach came and he began to teach me the basic movements of swimming. Lying in the water, I was very nervous and stiffly followed the movements taught by the coach. Spread your legs apart, extend them upward to form a right angle to your body, and then close them again. After doing this several times, I finally relaxed and became much smoother.

The coach saw that I was doing much better, so he took me to a pool with a water depth of 0.6 meters. The water was up to my thighs. The coach also taught me how to paddle the water: put my hands together, stretch forward, then slowly open them, and cooperate with my legs and hands to swim forward.

At this time, I was not so nervous and my heart calmed down.

I have a new goal again...

I am very excited to swim for the first time, I can swim! 8. How to write an essay about unforgettable close-ups

I am an amateur photojournalist. Through my lens, I captured the joys and sorrows of my classmates, every word and deed, and the beautiful scenery of the school. The environment captured the rapid changes in my hometown...but more importantly, I captured the footprints of the students' growth...

Shot 1: Whenever I see a photo in front of my desk, I remember one thing. It was a Saturday afternoon when I went out to buy things. When I passed the bridge, I saw a woman pulling a cart not far from me. She was holding the bridle of the car with one hand and holding on to the bridge railing with the other, pulling hard up the bridge slope. The car was loaded with heavy cargo. She was already panting from exhaustion, but the car could not be pulled up. At this time, the two little boys playing by the bridge saw this situation, quickly put down their toys, took three steps and two steps, and helped the woman pull the cart without hesitation. The car was driving easily on the bridge slope, and two little boys wearing red scarves were pushing and running behind the car. I quickly focused the camera on them...looking at the woman's retreating back. , the two little boys and I looked at each other and smiled, and couldn't help but feel happy.

Oh! It turns out that helping others can make them happy! Shot 2: "Click", I quickly took this set of shots: Han Peng took the donations and donations from the students with tears in his hands. He was so moved that he didn't know what to say. He lowered his head. After a while, he finally I raised my head and choked up and said, "Thank you, classmates and teachers, for your help. I...I will definitely study hard..." As a young photojournalist, I quickly figured out the whole story: it turned out that I was a five (3) When the unfortunate news that classmate Han Peng's mother died of uremia and the family's financial difficulties reached the ears of the classmates, they unanimously decided to warm Han Peng's heart with their own warm hearts. After deciding, the school team department launched a fund-raising activity for Han Peng. Donations and letters fell into Han Peng's hands like snowflakes. The fists of love and the deep love warmed Han Peng's heart. Every day, his classmates accompany him to do homework, play and have fun.

Han Peng lives in a big loving family, bathed in the sunshine and rain of the Party, and he shows a smile that he has not seen for a long time... The students used their love to compose a song "Devotion of Love" . Shot 3: On a sunny afternoon, the school launched a public welfare activity to completely eradicate the breeding ground of SARS germs, and bright red flags caught people's eyes. The students were carrying cleaning tools and were going to clean the streets. Look, the students are all working enthusiastically. The student sweeping the floor over there is like a little tiger, bending down, holding the broom tightly with both hands, sweeping hard, and the garbage is "moved" to the garbage bin. The students were very motivated, especially the boys, who rushed to work and shouldered heavy responsibilities bravely. The little faces are like ripe apples. The students in this class work together and take their own responsibilities; the students in that class are not to be outdone, divide the work and cooperate, and work in step. Under the guidance of the teacher, the students worked so energetically and in an orderly manner, which attracted praises from passers-by on the street. I took this picture of "public welfare labor" with great satisfaction. I also took many such shots, which recorded the growth of the students. More importantly, through them, I saw the gold-like hearts of the students and the shadow of qualified little citizens.