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How to make a camera by hand?

Tools/raw materials:

Large rectangular carton, small rectangular carton, multifunctional cutter, plastic safety nail, cover, paper towel roll, CD, paper, plastic fixer, rope.

Step by step method:

Step 1: The materials are ready, so let's start the tutorial.

Step 2: Cut the rectangular box in half.

Step 3: Then make a small hole in the upper end of the big rectangle.

Step 4: punch a small hole in the newly cut box and aim one side of the fixer at the small hole.

Step 5: Then take out the plastic safety nails and fix them together, and the viewfinder is finished.

Step 6: Take out another cover, punch a hole in it, and punch a hole in the rectangle where it needs to be fixed. Then the cover is fixed on the rectangle with safety nails, and the shutter is finished.

Step 7: Cut the CD into the same size as the big cover, punch a hole in the cover, and punch a hole in the rectangle where it needs to be fixed. Then stack the CD on the cover, fix the cover on the rectangle with safety nails, and add the lens.

Step 8: Then draw a knife under the camera lens, the size should be enough for paper to enter and exit.

Step 9: Put the paper roll on the paper towel roll, then put it in the small cut, and also fix the paper towel roll from both sides with safety nails.

Step 10: Add the rope and the camera is finished. This is a good work.

How to write silly things and mistakes in childhood, as well as childish little heads, will cause some interesting things that make you laugh and cry.

I remember when I was 6 years old, my mother said she would take me to take pictures. Now I'm coke. As long as I take pictures, I can be like a big star on TV! I jumped three feet.

Jumping and running all the way, humming a ditty, my heart is full of joy.

But as soon as I came to the photo studio, I found the children in those photos on the wall motionless, just looking at you happily.

I thought to myself: huh? Why are they still there? Will taking pictures of me be like them? Thinking about it, tears could not help but flow down.

Soon I began to cry.

"Tong Er, what's wrong with you?" "Mom, I don't want to take pictures. I can't eat delicious candy when I take pictures. " "What?" My mother was amused by my words and laughed enough. My mother explained the reason to me, and I suddenly realized that a hanging heart finally landed.

Mom pointed to the studio and said, "Go and take pictures, the photographer can't wait.

"I dried my tears and ran in.

I really can't laugh and cry when I think about it.

Write a composition about the photo story. I remember that on my fifth birthday, my brother, sister and second sister came to my house.

We played and played, and we were very happy.

It's time to eat, but we are still immersed in the happiness just now, with a bright smile on our faces.

Sitting in front of a round table full of dishes and a big cake in the middle, I don't know where to start! I grabbed a big piece of cake and wolfed it down. My mouth is full of cream. I didn't wipe it, so I drank coke.

At this moment, I suddenly heard my second sister cry with a "wow". Did she miss the cake? Or did you fall? I carefully "inquired"! Laughing makes my stomach ache.

It turned out that my father wanted to take a picture of my second sister, and she cried as soon as she heard it.

Second sister is really strange. Other children like taking pictures, such as me, my sister and my brother.

Everyone likes shooting.

But second sister doesn't like it. She also said that it was scary when the camera lit up when taking pictures.

I continued to drink my coke and saw my sister talking and persuading around my second sister.

Also said that this is also to commemorate it! It's hard for big sister, but it's also voluntary. After many twists and turns, she was finally persuaded to succeed.

Second sister promised to take a photo with us.

"Click-"left a good memory. This photo is like this: I am drinking coke with relish, frowning, depressed and unhappy.

Next to the second sister is the elder sister, who is holding the second sister with a kind face.

As for my brother, he is eating chicken legs.

There is a photo in my photo album, which was taken when I was a child.

In the photo, I was wearing a thick cotton-padded coat and rolling in the snow. I was covered with snowflakes, and a snowball hit me right in the face, just like a Santa Claus.

But I am still very happy, with a bright smile on my face.

Every time I see this photo, I can't help thinking of one thing.

It was a cold winter morning, and everything was wrapped in silver. Pedestrians on the road are wearing thick cotton-padded clothes, leaving footprints in different shades on the snow-covered road. I suggested a snowball fight and everyone agreed.

So my mother took me to have a snowball fight with big brother and second brother.

After a while, we came to the field.

Looking around, I saw a vast white field, and there was no one there. It was really a fierce battle, and all three of us stepped up our time to make "weapons"-snowballs.

In a short time, the weapons of the three of us were ready.

The eldest brother and the second brother went to war first, only to see the second brother hiding behind a tree and shooting at the eldest brother fiercely. Not to be outdone, the eldest brother not only avoided the second brother's wave after wave of attacks, but also launched a counterattack.

I hid aside and prepared to steal it again when they all lost.

After all, eldest brother is better than others. In a short time, he beat the second brother out of the water, but he also ran out of shells.

At this time, I just launched an attack on them, and they were caught off guard and fled in confusion.

This annoyed my two brothers, who ganged up on me.

Snowballs rained down on me, and I couldn't dodge, covered in snowflakes.

Suddenly, a big snowball hit me, and I rolled with a carp and fell to the ground.

But it didn't last long. I saw my second brother rush in front of me, grabbed a snowball and hit me. I quickly rolled aside, but it was too late, with "beep!" Suddenly, I became a big face. With a click, my mother pressed the shutter of the camera and took this funny scene.

The three of us continue to fight.

Laughter and shouts echoed in the sky for a long time ... although it has been several years, I can't help laughing every time I see this photo.

How I wish I were a boy again and had snowball fights with my brothers!

Everyone has a girlfriend. I don't know if you know the sentence "If there is love in the sky, it will get old and my sister will fall". Although it is not a famous saying, it is also an interesting language, but the most important thing is constant love-the love of friends. I am very insecure about feelings. I am a very careless and straightforward person, so on the contrary, I am a little lonely. Even if someone speaks, it is not from the heart, and it doesn't care what others think, and even some are narcissistic. However, by the second day of junior high school, my personality had changed. Slowly, I learned to accept this kind of psychology. Completely from one person, she is my best friend-Lai Yuru. It's really interesting to talk about her. She is as tall as me. Light eyebrows, big eyes, blinking, small mouth, coupled with that sweet smile, give people a very comfortable feeling, like an angel, very sunny. At first, we did not know each other. I remember the first time we spoke, it was physical education class. I accidentally sprained my foot while running. Because the teacher is very angry, they dare not help me up. Only she stopped and stretched herself. I looked at her with puzzled eyes and said, "It doesn't matter, just scold. It's most important to help you up now." Say that finish or her trademark smile, my hand still stopped in mid-air, I froze, it took a long time to recover, and she looked at me patiently. "Thank you" and then I snuggled my hand in her hand that had been in mid-air for a long time. "It's okay, I help you to rest. She was gentle and I shook my head. Because of this, I was inseparable from her. She said, we will always be best friends, no matter what, even wandering will accompany me. I also cherish this friendship, because such friendship is rare. Is it too big for such a sister, such a best friend and such a friendship? If you have such people around you, please cherish them like Palmer. Don't wait to lose them. At that time, it will be irreversible.

How to write a photographic composition? Not less than 400 words. One day, my father took Xiaoming to the park to take photos.

There are lush trees in the park, and many colorful flowers smell delicious.

Xiao Ming chose a good place with lush trees and fresh air to take pictures.

Suddenly, my father saw Xiaoming run away in a hurry.

He felt very strange and said to himself, "What is he going to do?" So dad followed.

It turned out that Xiao Ming found a little sister fell, and he quickly stepped forward to help her.

Dad hurriedly raised his camera and captured this touching shot.

Dad found that his son had grown up and was sensible.

I felt really happy, and a smile flooded my whole face.

Xiaoming is really a helpful boy. We should all follow his example, be a little Lei Feng in the new era and make the world full of love!

I took a picture with the national flag. Zhejiang Daily Hangzhou 65438+1 October1News "I want to take a picture of a national flag!" "I want to take a photo with the national flag!" ..... At 7 o'clock today, in the Civic Center Square of Qianjiang New Town in Hangzhou, many people gathered around the flagpole, scrambling to take photos as a souvenir.

Today, there was no large-scale flag-raising ceremony in the Civic Center Square, but many people spontaneously came here to express their patriotic feelings and celebrate the National Day.

The bright five-star red flag is flying high and shining in the golden sun.

"Grandpa, let me take a picture of you and the national flag!" In the crowd, a little girl grabbed the camera from her mother and wanted to take pictures of the old people around her.

The old man's name is Xu Linshan. He just went to Hangzhou from his hometown in Lishui a few days ago to spend the holidays with his son, daughter-in-law and granddaughter.

"I am very happy to see the children living so well in Hangzhou! When the country is strong, our life will get better and better. Today, we must take a photo with the national flag as a souvenir.

The old man said excitedly that although he didn't see the flag-raising ceremony today, the national flag will always be in his heart.

Many people also gathered in Hangzhou Children's Palace Square near the West Lake.

Under the five-star red flag fluttering in the wind in the center of the square, the plant sculptures celebrating the National Day are particularly conspicuous, and many pedestrians stop to take pictures.

By the West Lake, there are more and more tourists.

The reporter saw that many tourists have small national flags on their backpacks.

"The atmosphere of Hangzhou National Day is particularly strong, and there are national flags everywhere.

Two tourists from Fujian said with a smile that they were proud to see the national flags hanging in the streets.

Today, my father and I went to the Century Lotus Park to play.

We walked into the park and saw all kinds of flowers, colorful and beautiful! At this time, a breeze blew and smelled the flowers! I walked over and saw beautiful butterflies dancing among the flowers, and hardworking bees were busy collecting honey! Dad quickly raised his camera and photographed it.

I said excitedly, "Dad, I want to take pictures, too.

"Dad said," Please call me when you choose the scenic spot! "I posed in front of the flower bed, on the grass and in the square ... my father took many beautiful photos of me.

After filming, we went home happily

...

I love taking pictures. I wrote 300 words: "Courage is something you can't see or touch.

"Someone will answer.

Can't see? Can't touch it? I can't help wondering, because courage can always help me find the light of success when I am confused.

It takes courage for a caterpillar to become a butterfly. Although the caterpillar will undergo great changes after this metamorphosis, it will change from a whimpering bug to a beautiful butterfly. But do you know how dangerous it is on the way to a new dream? It must resist natural disasters and suppress the attacks of natural enemies who have no ability to protect themselves. Every seemingly simple thing of human beings requires great courage for a caterpillar.

Fearless bugs can only spread their beautiful wings and dance around flowers if they overcome themselves.

Speaking of courage, it naturally reminds me of someone.

He is-Dong Cunrui.

What courage it is to inspire him to do that.

When the bomb was held overhead, Dong Cunrui's expression was serene and happy.

Because he understands that even if his life is precious, it will become small compared with the peace of the motherland.

This loyalty to the motherland and the revolution stems from a kind of courage and a fearless spirit.

So that he resolutely gave up his life in front of the interests and dignity of the motherland.

Our life also needs courage.

When you encounter a difficult problem, you should show the courage to solve it.

When encountering difficulties, we should show the courage to overcome them.

When you are frustrated, you should show the courage to stand up.

When you taste success, you should show the courage to work harder.

I've learned that you must have courage and confidence in everything, because confidence makes you stand up and courage makes you do it.

Only in this way can life be more exciting! Courage-the driving force for progress!

Take a picture of your child's composition. Read happy articles. There are three rows of children in the photo, all wearing yellow short sleeves. The girls in the first row put their hands on their chests, like Buddha statues. The girls in the second row, everyone is wearing a graceful figure. The boys in the third row are all standing on small stools. Everyone is holding hands side by side, and the two boys are still talking to each other. He looks very proud and handsome. The children all clicked a red dot in the middle of their eyebrows and smiled happily. Most of them show white teeth, and some smile and pout and squint. The blackboard behind us is beautiful, with pink lotus, green lotus leaf and colorful little goldfish. When I see this photo, I will think of that unforgettable scene. I remember that day when we graduated from kindergarten. When the children arrived, they were unwilling to leave the classroom. Some children even hold the teacher's hand and cry. The composition of the third grade of primary school is a story of 600 words in a photo. The teacher gave us many gifts and delicious food, and held our hands and wouldn't let us go. At this time, I don't know which teacher said: Let's take a picture in the classroom as a souvenir! Everyone agreed happily. The children put on a uniform yellow coat. A teacher gave us a little red dot between the eyes, which looked lovely. Some teachers began to draw on the blackboard, and some teachers set up stools to make us stand in three rows. Click, this beautiful photo was left in the classroom where we have classes every day. I like this photo because it left me a good memory. Whenever I see it, I will tell the children one by one.

The first photo composition homework help A few days ago, grandma took her little cousin to Wuhu to play, and my parents decided to go to Binjiang Park together to appreciate the charm of Wuhu.

Let's go, dad took the camera and prepared to sail. Our group set off for Binjiang Park.

When we arrived at our destination, my father took out his camera and took some photos. I looked envious and itchy, so I said to my father, "Can I have one, too?" Dad smiled and said, "Good.

"I strolled in the park for a while, and the background was set as the gate of Binjiang Park. Dad stood still, and I picked up the camera, but the problem followed.

I was just about to press the shutter when I lifted the camera, huh? Why didn't my father appear in the camera? I looked at it carefully. It turned out that my finger was blocking the camera. Seeing my annoyed expression, my father rushed over and showed me with a camera. I tried to adjust my hand posture, which was ok.

But as soon as I got back to my hand, I found another problem. Because I want to shoot a wider range of shots, I stand far away. As a result, the scenery was photographed, but dad's face was photographed very small. I take pictures mainly to capture my father's appearance, not specifically to take pictures of the scenery! But if the range of framing is larger, the picture will be richer. I looked at my father with eyes for help. My father took the camera in my hand, pointed to a round thing next to the shutter and said, "This is for focusing. You can adjust it like this.

"Dad stood back to his original position. I took a closer look and it was really good. I took a photo and looked at it carefully. Not bad! Next, I acted as a small photographer, taking pictures all the way. Although I took fewer photos for myself, I was still happy psychologically, because I learned another technical job-taking photos.

One day, the weather was particularly sunny, and my mother took me to the park to play. There are many people in the park. I saw many people looking for beautiful scenery in the park and taking pictures as a souvenir. I suddenly want to learn to take pictures, because I think it would be nice if I could take pictures to commemorate our happy moment.

The next day, I ran to my mother and said, "I want to learn to take pictures of my mother."

"Mom said," good.

"Say that finish mother gave me the camera.

At this point, I am very happy with my camera! I fiddled with the camera for a while and asked my mother, "Is it right to press this big button when taking pictures?" Mom said, "That's right.

"I am excited to take pictures. I shot it several times, and it didn't work well. After many efforts, I can finally take beautiful and clear photos. I learned to take pictures.

Later, my mother taught me video.

In the evening, I had a dream that I became an excellent cameraman and took pictures and videos for many people. I won't know until I wake up in the morning. This is a beautiful dream.

Learning to take pictures is really fun. In the process of learning to take pictures, I understand a little truth, that is, I will learn as long as I work hard.

This is what people often say: "Nothing is difficult in the world, nothing is impossible to a willing mind!" The third grade teacher of Fan Fei English School: Wang Ying.

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