Write a 300-word story composition with a photo.

There are many photos in my closet, but I only like one.

This photo is like this. Last summer vacation, my uncle and I went to Guiyang to play together. At nine o'clock the next morning, we arrived in Huangguoshu happily by car. We visited Tianxing Bridge first, and then we came to the gate of Huangguoshu Waterfall. As soon as we entered, there was a deafening rumble in the distance, like a muffled thunder rolling. When I looked closer, I saw a lot of water mist flapping on my face, which was very cool. Approached, a huge white curtain came into view, that is Huangguoshu Waterfall. I saw countless drops of water splashing down. Under the sunshine, these water drops are as beautiful as strings of colorful pearls, shining with dazzling light. Looking at it, I suddenly remembered a poem by Li Bai, a great poet, "Flying down three thousands of feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days". Then we move on. Soon, we came to the left of the waterfall. I was surprised to find a black hole here. Oh! So this is the filming and singing of Journey to the West-water curtain cave. So we went in. I walked for a while and then came out. I saw a monument standing next to it, engraved with three concave characters-water curtain cave. Later, I decided to take a photo here. I saw my uncle's camera click, which left a permanent memory for water curtain cave and me.

I like this photo because when I see it, the scenery of Huangguoshu Waterfall will clearly come to my mind.

Two. The story of a photo is 300 words.

Every time I open the photo album, there are many photos in it. There is one I think is "the apple of my eye". In the photo, there is a little girl snuggling in the arms of her parents, smiling so sweetly.

Just when I turned one and a half years old, my parents took me to Penglai Park to take photos. I'm very, very scared. My left hand clutched my mother's clothes tightly, as if it were going to fall off. I have a big red balloon in my right hand. My mother also drew a red beauty spot on my forehead, which set off the red flowers like green leaves. With it, I look more beautiful and lovely.

When I started taking pictures, my father smiled from ear to ear; Mom's mouth is smiling like a newly opened peony flower. I ah! I was looking around, at a loss, and I didn't know I had taken a photo. That looks real, funny and naughty. My uncle with a camera took this opportunity to take this precious photo. What a happy moment! What a happy life!

I like it because it records the happy and sweet life of our family.

ⅲ 300-word composition of the story in the photo

In my photo album, there are many photos, some full of joy, some childish and some extremely excited. ...

I will never forget one of the photos.

This photo was taken when my parents and an uncle took me to Guangmingding in Huangshan when I was in kindergarten. The story goes like this: that day, we drove to Huangshan, where there were all kinds of beautiful scenery and we couldn't finish it. My parents and I are not familiar with this place, so we invited my uncle who travels frequently to be our "tour guide". My uncle said, "Since I have come to Huangshan Mountain, I will go to the highest point here-'Guangming Top'." Our uncle's proposal seduced us. So, we came to "Mingding".

It's like a "fairy-like" enjoyment here. My parents and I sighed and said, "This is simply a beautiful scenery on earth!" There is a stone tablet on the top of the mountain, engraved with three vigorous characters of "Guangming Top", with an altitude of1860m. We asked my uncle to take a picture of our family. My uncle took this beautiful and moving scene with the Guangmingding stone tablet as the background and "clicked" it.

This precious photo is a true portrayal of our family going to Guangmingding in Huangshan Mountain. How unforgettable! Now when I see this photo, I seem to smell the fresh air on the top of the lamp again!

Ⅳ The story composition in the photo is 300 words.

Point: First describe what this photo reminds me of, then describe the cause and effect of this photo in detail, and finally describe how this story influenced me.

Text:

"God, I can't walk!" Every time I see this photo, I think of this sentence.

It was a summer vacation. When I visited the Henan Opera Museum with my friends, I experienced Hua Dan's jokes while walking.

Visiting the costume area of Chinese opera, the teacher took us girls to the stage and taught us how to get to Hua Dan. The teacher said that Hua Dan was the most beautiful character in China's operas, but ancient women had to abide by many rules, so Hua Dan should show the elegant and dignified demeanor of ancient women when walking.

At some point, the teacher showed us: when Hua Dan stood, his feet were in a T-step, and his hands were orchid fingers; When walking, we walked with lotus flowers, with expressions on our faces, smart and lively ... When we heard this, we all froze. It turns out that it is so difficult for ancient women to walk!

It's our turn to perform. We are in a line. After only two steps, the audience is already laughing. I looked to both sides and saw that everyone was walking in a mess, and I was no better. I forgot my expression when I wanted to move. When I noticed my expression, I couldn't keep up. I was in a hurry. The activity ended in laughter. Although our girl performance failed, I think it is the most meaningful thing.

Originally, I thought opera was a program for the elderly. This time, I changed my view on China's traditional drama. Traditional Chinese opera is a traditional culture in China and an art of life. Every place in the opera contains a love for life and beauty.

The story composition in the photo is 300 words "My family portrait"

Key points: first describe the shooting background of the photo, then describe the story behind the photo, and finally leave a good memory through this photo.

Text:

Every time I see that old photo in the photo frame on my desk, I can't help but think of the story my mother often tells me about our trip to Hangzhou Bay Bridge. This is a photo full of happiness. The photo was taken on June 7, 2008. Mom said that this is the first family photo of our family, and it is a very memorable photo.

That year, I was only three years old, and many memories were vague. In the photo, my father hugged me tightly with warm arms, and my mother stood beside me, smiling brightly. And I leaned on my father's shoulder, looking so immature and naive, just as I stayed in MengMeng. Behind us is Ningbo Tianyi Square. After the heavy rain, the square was spotless and crystal clear.

I remember my father driving us there that day. It was less than a month before the opening of Hangzhou Bay Bridge. I sat in the car and looked out of the window. It's bright and dark outside. Suddenly, it began to rain cats and dogs. I was a little nervous and clutched my mother's arm tightly.

My mother said to me gently, "it's okay." It's thunderstorm season, and the rain will stop soon. " After listening to my mother, I relaxed a lot. Soon, my father slowly drove on the cross-sea bridge. He drives slowly, because there is a rule that you can't drive fast on the cross-sea bridge. Seen from a distance, this sea-crossing bridge is an "S" curve.

Dad said, "Hangzhou Bay Bridge is a sea-crossing bridge across Hangzhou Bay in China. It is the second longest sea-crossing bridge in the world with a total length of 36 kilometers. " As soon as I heard this, my curiosity came and I continued to look out. "Mom, is this the sea?" I asked my mother. My mother replied, "Yes, this is the rough sea."

"The blue sea is so beautiful that there is no edge at all!" I exclaimed in my mind. It took us half an hour to cross the whole Hangzhou Bay Bridge. After a while, we finally came to Tianyi Square in Ningbo. At this time, the rain became smaller. Taking this opportunity, we asked someone to press the shutter and got this beautiful photo.

Although I didn't take photos on the cross-sea bridge at that time, seeing this photo reminded me of the famous Hangzhou Bay Bridge and the happy and wonderful time I spent with my parents.

ⅵ A photo composition of 300 words.

There are many photos in my closet, but I only like one.

This photo is from this side. In the past summer vacation, my uncle and I went to Guiyang to play together. At nine o'clock the next morning, we arrived in Huangguoshu happily by car. We visited Tianxing Bridge first, and then we came to the gate of Huangguoshu Waterfall. As soon as we entered, there was a deafening rumble in the distance, like a muffled thunder rolling. When I looked closer, I saw a lot of water mist flapping on my face, which was very cool. Approached, a huge white curtain came into view, that is Huangguoshu Waterfall. I saw countless drops of water splashing down. Under the sunshine, these water drops are as beautiful as strings of colorful pearls, shining with dazzling light. Looking at it, I suddenly remembered a poem by Li Bai, a great poet, "Flying down three thousands of feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days". Then we move on. Soon, we came to the left of the waterfall. I was surprised to find a black hole here. Oh! So this is the filming and singing of Journey to the West-water curtain cave. So we went in. I walked for a while and then came out. I saw a monument standing next to it, engraved with three concave characters-water curtain cave. Later, I decided to take a photo here. I saw my uncle's camera click, which left a permanent memory for water curtain cave and me.

I like this photo because when I see it, the scenery of Huangguoshu Waterfall will clearly come to my mind.

ⅶ I like a photo and write 300 words.

One: 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.

ⅷ Write a 300-word composition with a photo as my memory.

Memories of old photos

As time goes by, many stories are forgotten, but time always leaves traces of growth. Maybe an old photo will remind you of a long time ago ...

Today, I found an old photo of a child sitting on the ground eating a cake. I felt very strange, so I asked my mother, "Who is that child sitting on the ground?" Mom said, "Isn't that you?" I was surprised and said, "How is that possible? How can I sit on the ground and eat cake alone? " "Don't you remember, didn't you see the date in the photo?" "Oh, it's Women's Day. But why do you still eat cake? " My mother seemed to read my mind and said, "That was when you went to kindergarten. March 8th is Women's Day. Teachers organize parents and children to go for an outing. Later, I learned that it happened to be Shen Chubing's birthday, so the teacher suggested that Women's Day be celebrated with her birthday. We also played many games, sang birthday songs, spread newspapers on the floor and sat on the floor eating cakes. Mom thought it was very interesting, so she took out her camera and clicked it, and this photo was born. " After listening to my mother's story, I suddenly felt that an ordinary-looking photo recorded such a beautiful story.

I will cherish these photos in the future, whether they are sad or sweet. Because each one carries many precious memories of growing up.

ⅸ A 300-word composition with the title of a photo.

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Every time I open the photo album, there are many photos in it. There is one such photo, and my mother and I hug each other tightly.

It was a summer day. I went to zhanhe Park with my parents. As soon as we entered the park gate, we could see straight trees, green grass and colorful flowers. We found a green meadow, and there was a dense grove beside the meadow, in which several delicate and charming flowers were in full bloom.

I am sitting on the grass and playing happily. I was very moved to see my mother busy preparing fruit and food for me from home. I walked gently to my mother and gave her a big hug. At this time, my father's camera clicked and left this happy moment to my mother and me.

I like this photo; Because I saw it, I thought of the greatness and selfless dedication of maternal love.

ⅹ Write a story with a photo and a live video, not less than 300 words of high school composition.

There are many photos in my photo album. Every picture is a beautiful moment and a sweet memory.