An essay on the significance of photography

At the beginning of summer vacation, I always feel bored every day. It's always a trilogy: doing homework, eating and watching TV. It was not until the first Saturday of summer vacation that I became happy.

Early that morning, my father woke me up: "Tingting, today I will take you to learn photography and do your homework in the afternoon." Hearing this, I am extremely happy, like a rabbit out of the cage, jumping three feet high.

To say that we reflect sunlight, the best scenery is the section of Chenguang Road. So, my father and I went that way. There are doves flying, birds singing and birds singing, surrounded by green trees and grass.

Dad chose a place, posed, and then smiled and said to me, "Can I take pictures?" "That's not easy!" I thought, just press the shutter. "When taking pictures outdoors, you should also pay attention to the choice of background." Dad looked around and said, I turned the camera and looked at the window of a building. No, if people take this as the background, it's like being in a cage. Suddenly, I was dumbfounded. What shall we do? It's easier said than done! Finally, under the guidance of my father, I selected the lens, fixed the focal length, adjusted the aperture and stabilized the camera. "Click" and "click", I took several photos in a row. "Try it from another angle." My father reminded me that I ran to my father with my camera and was about to shoot. My father made a sign to me to stop. "What's the matter?" I'm confused. Dad said, "you told the sun to face the light, and the effect was very poor." I suddenly realized that I had changed my direction quickly. Then the photos were developed. This father became a "hero" with indomitable spirit, and that one had half my finger ... and my father smiled.