The story of graduation photo.

Graduation photo's story 1 Open the yellowed graduation photo and recall the bits and pieces of primary school. ...

In the midsummer of that year, we met, from strangers to inseparable.

In this school, we work hard for a common goal. We are rivals and friends.

Once upon a time, I just stepped into the school gate and walked into a strange classroom. I'm a little at a loss in the face of you strangers. I don't know how to get along with you. You went to play. I read my Chinese book in the classroom alone. I'm a little complaining. This school is far from what my mother said. No company, no books, no freedom.

That day, I was still reading in the corner, and you appeared, playing with a stick in your hand and saying, "Come out, come out." Trembling with fear, I lisped, "What are you ... What are you going to do ..." You all laughed. "Look, I scared you. Let's play together!" I feel a little confused at the speed of turning my face. Unconsciously, you dragged me out to play ... from then on, we became good friends who talked about everything.

How time flies! It's been six years, and before I can say goodbye, I will face parting. There are still a few weeks before the graduation exam. We came early, not to study, but to remember each other's appearance. Every time we meet, we don't speak tacitly, just hug tightly and keep silent ... The graduation exam is over in a blink of an eye, without the madness and joy after the exam, there is only a touch of sadness and silence. ...

At the graduation ceremony, we sang loudly, lowered our voices to avoid hearing the hard throat, and raised our heads slightly to avoid leaving tears ... At the end of the song, there was no laughter and screaming, only silence and faint crying. Graduation photo, in order not to let the other side see our eyes, we didn't shoot until the end. In order to give each other the most beautiful and handsome self, we try to squeeze out the perfect smile. ...

We didn't expect that from then on, even a look at our alma mater became a luxury; It is impossible to meet once; We didn't expect that it was difficult to say goodbye; We didn't think ... well, we didn't think too much.

When we meet, we smile and say goodbye, but in the end we will cry and hug each other. ...

When the sun went down, we waved goodbye.

Gradually recovered, looking at graduation photo in front of me, I gave a wry smile. ...

Graduation photo's Story 2 Every face of graduation photo is so familiar, and every memory is deeply imprinted in his bones. The light of the setting sun spilled down, and the photo suddenly became a little vague and empty. Gradually, it seems that it has returned to its original appearance. ...

When I first entered primary school, my heart was pounding when I watched my classmates chatting in the classroom. When I was a child, I didn't know what loneliness meant, so I pulled out my chair and sat down gently, looking at the new environment and new classmates with childish eyes. I had no idea-the companionship given to me by strangers who have become familiar with me over the past six years has become the biggest disappointment when I am about to leave.

In August, osmanthus fragrance. The boys climbed over the railing and shook the osmanthus trees in the flower beds, and golden osmanthus flowers fell one after another. The girls sitting under the osmanthus trees exclaimed, then laughed, picked and sniffed among the osmanthus trees and collected them. In that period of the most naive and immature years, there was a string of laughter, like an unknown flower and a crisp silver bell. I remember that there was a heavy rain once, and the osmanthus was gone the next day. The leaves are still full of green, but the fragrance has disappeared. Overnight, all the flowers fell, and I couldn't find them if I looked carefully. When I passed the trash can in the morning exercise, I caught a glimpse that it was full of osmanthus flowers soaked in rain. At first, I paused, and then I felt slightly uncomfortable. ...

Oh, maybe the fate of all of us is like sweet-scented osmanthus in August, which can bloom wildly, but after all, we can't resist the rainstorm called "parting" and will be abandoned in the most barren place in our memory without any light. Suddenly take back my thoughts, I carefully locked graduation photo in the drawer. Turn around and leave, together with all the stories behind graduation photo, sealed together, just saying: See you soon.

Story 3 of graduation photo dressed herself up very handsomely in a sweater and a pair of new shoes. Because, the whole sixth grade is excited for graduation photo and crazy for graduation photo.

At this time, the big troops in the class set off noisily. When I was dancing, I turned my head and glanced at Class 6 next door. It was dark. Compared with us, such a monotonous color is really far from it. Go straight along Happiness Avenue to the school gate, and you will see a long row of steps in the distance, and finally reach your destination.

Under the direction of the photographer, everyone sat down accordingly. For "superior" me, I will naturally get the highest "throne" I suddenly stopped. It seems that my courage and body can't help me head up in the sky and step on Lingyun to take such a high-risk position. "hurry up! Hurry up! " I don't know who stabbed me and sent me flying. It's very embarrassing to ride a tiger now. Be a man. What are you afraid of? I patted my chest and tried to cheer myself up. But self-deception has no good effect. My legs straddle two dangerous areas that may collapse at any time, and I am still shaking.

With the entrance of teachers, my trembling heart gradually calmed down. The photographer took control of the scene, changed the queue and finally started the real work. While gesturing, press the shutter: "3,2, 1!" "eggplant! ! ! "I don't know who gave a cry and caused a sensation, so everyone looked uniformly to the left to find the source of the sound. It turned out to be Xiao Jiang, who has always been called the "clown". It's funny to think about the photos of "all the staff look to the left". There are no obstacles, and the photos are going on unimpeded.

"hey!" "hey!" "hey!"

Everyone was very excited, and they all walked down the steps. I struggled to move my paralyzed and stiff legs and followed the team to the evergreen maple tree. I see that tree is still that tree, but people have grown up. All of a sudden, the emotions of the past six years suddenly poured out, and I couldn't bear to accompany my companions and teachers after this time. I wonder if we can meet again in the future. I hope so. ...

Graduation photo's Story 4 opened the treasured photo album, which contained young us, lush school uniforms and innocent smiling faces. The moment when everyone looked at the camera, it has now been fixed as a photo in my hand. That year, with mutual friendship and affection between teachers and students, we took a photo with our alma mater in this sunshine as a parting memory. We vowed to get into a good school, embark on the road to success, return to our alma mater and remember the days we spent together.

Today, we are a member of the society, shouldering the heavy responsibility of supporting the family, struggling in the society, leaving the embrace of the school gate and teachers college, and we are learning to stand on our own feet. The future we once dreamed of, is it possible to realize it now, and will it be like our own dream? When can we learn your news again unexpectedly? Sure enough, you will become what everyone guessed.

June is the graduation season. How many teachers and students will say goodbye on campus in June every year, but there is only one June that belongs to me. Recalling the day when the photo was taken, the teachers were all sitting in the middle of the front row, and the class teacher was smiling. The girls stand in the first two rows, so that whoever likes the teacher will be closer to him at ordinary times, so that even if I am far away from him in the future, I will naturally stand in the last row, and the moment I press the shutter, I will become what I look like in the photo. I don't have time to say goodbye too much. We will leave gradually. Thanks to fate, we met and knew each other. Knowledge may be forgotten, but the pure friendship between us will not be forgotten.

Now, many years have passed, and there is no our story on campus, but the past is vivid. Occasionally, I always open the photo album and look at you who miss you, at the burning youth, and at the campus after leaving, as if I had returned to my former self, just like my classmates and teenagers in those days, in full bloom. When I look back at this graduation photo, I know that I am not alone on my way forward. There are many people behind me who believe in me, support me, encourage me, and let me find the motivation to move forward and the courage to overcome difficulties. Every time I look at this photo of graduation photo, I think, let's be the same as before. Don't be knocked down by the difficulties of life. I know that one day you will get married and live a happy life. It will be a very pleasant reunion when we meet again.

Graduation photo's Story 5 Everyone has his own photo, and each photo seems to tell a story of the past. Every time I look at the photos that record the beautiful moment, it makes me seem to board the time machine, travel through time and space, and return to that beautiful moment …

Just as I was savoring the photos full of reverie with relish, suddenly, a photo caught my eye.

That was a photo taken in my hometown.

That day, a group of us went to Pingxiba to pick up pebbles. There are father, mother, brother, sister, an aunt and a sister. Dad swung the boat to Pingxiba.

Far away, we saw a big stone at the foot of Pingxi dam, large and small, with thousands of gestures; Different colors, pebbles are even more charming when the boat is near the shore! Some are like living fossils, some are like white jade, some are like landscape paintings, and some are like sculptures. Like jade gems, gorgeous colors and clear textures are all ingenious, which makes people admire that nature is the real artist and the real creator of art.

As soon as the boat landed, we couldn't wait to jump ashore, scrambling to pick up pebbles, leaving dad alone on the boat, and dad had to stay alone on the boat.

As soon as she got off the boat, Sister Light Light Blue began to look for the "baby". She searched carefully and kept turning every pebble on the ground. I saw her hunched back and her hands on the ground, only to hear her shouting happily "Wow! What beautiful pebbles! " Mom took off her shoes, too. I looked barefoot by the river, and so did I. Sister said, pointing to a pebble; "Look! This one is really nice! " Aunt also turned her attention to pebbles. My brother found it in the clear river. Touch this for a while, look at that for a while, and he can't put it down …

Just then, a light flashed before my eyes. In this way, this wonderful moment stayed in my photo album.

Looking at the photo, I smiled. This is my unforgettable childhood, beautiful hometown, it is in my photos, always in my heart …

Graduation photo's Story 6 Time flies, the sun and the moon are in a hurry, and three years have passed. It's a photo that accidentally fell out when I was tidying up the bookshelf. That photo recorded our last moments. When I saw it, I seemed to freeze where it was, and I couldn't forget it for a long time.

I remember when we were preparing for physical education class's last class and were about to run to the playground happily, Teacher X gave the order and said, "Line up and follow me".

Teacher x is not very serious at ordinary times. Even if we make mistakes, we are gentle and reasonable, but this time her face is gloomy.

It's the first time we've seen Mr. X so serious. He obediently stood in a row and went to the playground. There are many school leaders on the playground, standing in designated positions. After the formation was arranged, Mr. X turned to look at us and said, "Students, after filming this graduation photo, we will be dismissed. Cherish the time left now. Six years have passed in a flash, and the primary school career is coming to an end. Let's continue. " In this way, I captured this precious graduation photo.

Our head teacher, Mr. X, is in the middle, smiling, but you can still see the tears in his eyes and the tears on the math teacher's face. Look at the empty seat next to the dean. Seeing this, I will think of my Chinese teacher. He said I wouldn't go to graduation photo. You just need to remember what I gave you, and the rest is enough. ...

Three years have passed, and now I can't remember what the Chinese teacher looks like or even his name, but I still remember what he said to me alone: "Remember, no matter what you encounter in the future, you will succeed as long as you stick to the past." Don't care about other people's opinions, prove yourself with strength! " I have forgotten what caused this sentence, but I am sure it is a turning point in my study.

I can't help crying at the thought of all this. It seems that everything was yesterday. We play together, play together and cry together. Everything is so beautiful. When we graduated, all we said was: "The future is bright, and when we come back, we will still be teenagers." There is no contact information now, and time can't go back. But I believe that the day we meet again, we will still be teenagers.

There are many things worth exploring in the world, and we all go our separate ways. When we meet again after many years, we may not remember who is who. A graduation photo recorded our six years. Time flies, the sun flies, time flies. We should seize the happy growth of time.

Graduation photo's Story 7 God forgives my sensitivity. I think taking pictures of graduation photo is a terrible thing. As soon as the photos were developed, everything seemed to settle down. It's time to "end this song" ... so I always avoid this topic carefully. -inscription

The day before the senior high school entrance examination, the students were all working hard and the atmosphere was suffocating. Suddenly a teacher came and left a sentence: "graduation photo will be filmed in these two days, and your class will shoot first in the afternoon!" Afterwards, he drifted away. This sentence seems to inject excitement into the classroom, and the students can no longer be quiet.

"This day, this day has come," I read silently, holding the pen tightly. The tip of the pen poked a deep hole in the paper, but my mind could never get back to the book. ...

After lunch at noon, I turned out all my clothes and made a colorful bed. I looked at them carefully one by one, just like scientists dissecting frog eggs. "Actually, it's just a photo." I stared at the mirror and said to myself, "OK, that's it." I said, and tied the ribbon on my skirt for the seventh time. ...

In the afternoon, the weather is surprisingly good. Maybe sunshine likes to join in the fun. The process of taking pictures is faster than expected. When the flash flashes, no one blinks or looks listless. With a click, the smiles of the whole class-eighty people were fixed under the blue summer sky. Behind us are two pine trees that have stood on campus for more than 30 years.

Back in class, the students buried their heads in the pile of books again, and no one cared how the photos were taken. Tomorrow is the mid-term exam, which may be the last time we sit in the same classroom to study. Somehow, I remembered graduation photo in kindergarten. I often look at the children above and think: Did these people really exist in my life? Maybe a few years later, I will think so when I look at graduation photo in primary school!

I can't help but feel creepy.

A cloud outside the window was blown by a sudden strong wind.

Graduation photo's Story 8 The day before the general exam, the students were all studying hard, and the atmosphere was suffocating. Suddenly a teacher came and left a message: "I'm going to shoot graduation photo these two days, and your class will shoot first in the afternoon!" Afterwards, he drifted away. This sentence seems to inject excitement into the classroom, and the students can no longer be quiet.

"This day, this day has come." Holding the pen tightly, I read silently, and the tip of the pen pierced a deep hole in the paper, but my thoughts could never return to the book.

After lunch at noon, I turned out all my clothes and made a colorful bed. I looked at them carefully one by one, just like scientists dissecting frog eggs. "Actually, it's just a photo." I stared at the mirror and said to myself, "OK, that's it." I said, and tied the ribbon on my skirt for the seventh time.

In the afternoon, the weather is surprisingly good. Maybe sunshine likes to join in the fun. The process of taking pictures is faster than expected. When the flash flashes, no one blinks or looks listless. With a click, the smiles of the whole class-eighty people were fixed under the blue summer sky. Behind us are two pine trees that have stood on campus for more than 30 years. Back in class, the students buried their heads in the pile of books again, and no one cared how the photos were taken. There will be a big exam tomorrow, which may be the last time we sit in the same classroom to study. Somehow, I remembered graduation photo in kindergarten. I often look at the children above and think: Did these people really exist in my life? Maybe a few years later, I will think so when I look at graduation photo in primary school!

I can't help but feel creepy.

A cloud outside the window was blown by a sudden strong wind.

Story of graduation photo 9 In a blink of an eye, I was born from the operating room of the hospital. Time has taken me through the ignorance of preschool and will soon lead me to fly away from the primary school for six years. In a blink of an eye, I followed the silent and agile pace of time and entered a dreamy junior high school life. Suddenly opened the photos in the drawer, only to find that there are so many smiling faces that are about to leave me, "goodbye, friends who have been together for six years;" Goodbye, teacher who has been teaching hard for six years; Goodbye, I still won't give up my primary school life. ...

Gently slide your fingertips across each graduation photo classmate's face. In kindergarten, smiling faces bloom in my heart like flowers. Hey, do you remember me? Which "chubby girl" am I? Mushroom head, where are you now? Recalling the sweet past of preschool at that time, I, even if I don't give up, will put it down. Swing away this old chess piece, behind it, time becomes another chess piece like a magician. After six years of primary school study, "Little Fat Girl" has become different. The previous two braids disappeared and were replaced by a clean short ponytail. In the photo, I found the "mushroom head" again. She is still the same as before, only half a head taller than Little Fat Girl. In this photo, there are more smiling faces, one, two, three and four, and my heart is full of flowers. In graduation photo, we laughed and cried. In graduation photo, I have my best friends and annoying classmates, but there are still many people who spent a wonderful childhood with me. But I didn't cherish those friends and went to a whole new world without saying goodbye. Only this time, I won't go to junior high school without saying a word. I want to say a good word to you "bad friends":

Students, take care.

Graduation photo's story 10 "Students, graduation photo was shot on Thursday!" You're kidding! So soon, er ~ six years of primary school career will be over!

The monitor Qian Yicheng gave a cry and suddenly exploded. Some people talk about what they see and have strange ideas, but there are always such a group of people in our class-silence is always unpredictable. You can't deny that he has no feelings. You can only say that he is a calm family!

Actually, to be honest, I'm a little excited to hear the news. After all, it's a pity to get along with graduation photo as a gift after so long. "Come on, even numbers stand out, and so on, odd numbers stand here ..." Well, the head teacher is giving us orders again. I can see that the teacher is very motivated, maybe she is also very excited, hee hee!

On Thursday morning, I read, review and read books as usual. But the fun is yet to come! "Class 3 students line up at the door" Yeah! Finally, we couldn't help but feel excited and shouted out.

……

I saw something like a staircase in front. Don't scare me. Let me stand so high. Damn ~ I am afraid of heights. I relaxed and looked back from time to time for fear of falling.

"Students, look ahead, three! Two! One! " Oh, finally. In fact, on the day of shooting, I met the person I wanted to see most, Mr. Qian, the fourth-grade class teacher. Although a little fat, but still so kind.

A few days later, graduation photo sent it out. "poof! What is wrong with me? I was so nervous that my eyes narrowed into a crack. Hey, ruined my image! " When I got home, I held graduation photo in my palm, but I couldn't laugh anymore. On the contrary, I am full of sadness. I know that there are only 1 month left at the crossroads where we are together, and we will hold a graduation photo to recall our past. And the memory of six years will be fixed on this photo with 55 smiles!

Do not give up, do not give up, or give up!

Graduation photo's Story God forgive my sensitivity. I think shooting graduation photo is a terrible thing. As soon as the photos are developed, everything seems to be settled, and it's time to "come to an end" ... so I always avoid this topic carefully.

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The day before the general exam, the students were all working hard and the atmosphere was suffocating. Suddenly a teacher came and left a sentence: "graduation photo will be filmed in these two days, and your class will shoot first in the afternoon!" Afterwards, he drifted away.

"This day, this day has come," I read silently, holding the pen tightly. The tip of the pen poked a deep hole in the paper, but my mind could never get back to the book. ...

After lunch at noon, I turned out all my clothes and made a colorful bed. I looked at them carefully one by one, just like scientists dissecting frog eggs. "Actually, it's just a photo." I stared at the mirror and said to myself, "OK, that's it." I said, and tied the ribbon on my skirt for the seventh time. ...

In the afternoon, the weather is surprisingly good. Maybe sunshine likes to join in the fun. The process of taking pictures is faster than expected. When the flash flashes, no one blinks or looks listless. With a click, the smiles of the whole class-eighty people were fixed under the blue summer sky. Behind us are two pine trees that have stood on campus for more than 30 years.

Back in class, the students buried their heads in the pile of books again, and no one cared how the photos were taken. There will be a big exam tomorrow, which may be the last time we sit in the same classroom to study. Somehow, I remembered graduation photo in kindergarten. I often look at the children above and think: Did these people really exist in my life? Maybe a few years later, I will think so when I look at graduation photo in primary school!

I can't help but feel creepy.

A cloud outside the window was blown by a sudden strong wind.

The Story of graduation photo 12 Today, I dressed up and rushed into the school, because my graduation photo was about to be taken away.

After the morning reading, I was told that I would gather downstairs to shoot graduation photo. I was so excited that I cut a red scarf and followed the army to the school gate. Our class was the first to arrive, and soon, other classes arrived. Line up and look around, only our class is colorful, and the other classes are all dressed in black and trousers. But this is a good thing. From a distance, people in other classes are all carved from the same mold, and they can't tell who is who. We can clearly see where we are. After a while, the teacher also came on stage. I don't know who clapped first, and then everyone applauded. The sound is loud and reverberates in the campus.

I started taking pictures. The photographer took pictures of Class One first. He just said "one, two, three." Two people in class four shouted "eggplant", and the originally quiet campus was immediately disturbed by them. Next is a personal class photo. The teacher led us to another place, four rows in all. I was ranked at the highest position. Looking down, many students are shorter than me. I couldn't help laughing and suddenly felt that I had grown up a lot. At this moment, I thought of Li Jie in my class. I'm sorry that I can't take part in the filming of graduation photo because of something at home. But then I thought, now that the technology is very developed, the cameraman will take a picture of Li Jie in the class photo. Thinking about this makes me feel much more comfortable.

This is an unforgettable photo, which records my growing footprints and is my permanent fetter. It will accompany me all my life.

The Story of graduation photo 13 Every face of graduation photo is so familiar, and every memory is deeply imprinted in the bones. The light of the setting sun spilled down, and the photo suddenly became a little vague and empty. Gradually, it seems that it has returned to its original appearance. ...

When I first entered primary school, my heart was pounding when I watched my classmates chatting in the classroom. I didn't know what loneliness meant when I was young. I pulled out my chair and sat down gently. I looked at the new environment and new classmates with childish eyes. I had no idea-the company given by strangers who became familiar over the past six years became my biggest disappointment when I was about to leave.

In August, osmanthus fragrance. The boys climbed over the railing and shook the osmanthus trees in the flower beds, and golden osmanthus flowers fell one after another. The girls sitting under the osmanthus trees exclaimed, then laughed, picked and sniffed among the osmanthus trees and collected them. In that most immature years, there was a string of laughter, like an unknown flower and a crisp silver bell. I remember that there was a heavy rain once, and the osmanthus was gone the next day. The leaves are still full of green, but the fragrance has disappeared. Overnight, all the flowers fell, and I couldn't find them if I looked carefully. When I passed the trash can in the morning exercise, I caught a glimpse that it was full of osmanthus flowers soaked in rain. At first, I paused, and then I felt slightly uncomfortable. ...

Oh, maybe the fate of all of us is like sweet-scented osmanthus in August, which can bloom wildly, but after all, we can't resist the rainstorm called "parting" and will be abandoned in the most barren place in our memory without any light. Suddenly take back my thoughts, I carefully locked graduation photo in the drawer. Turn around and leave, together with all the stories behind graduation photo, sealed together, just saying: See you soon.

The story of graduation photo 14 embarks on the road of happiness, with a sense of pride and a touch of sadness. When all the members of other classes are here, there will be a photo of the reunion, but there is one person missing from our class-Xiao Li. He has something at home, so he can't go to school. The timing of leaving is really bad. How can no one call a sunflower house? I had a whim. Do you think it will be reshaped? No, it won't. How can so many people in the whole school take a big picture of one person? Now that technology is so advanced, will you take a single photo of him and get together? All the problems came up one after another.

"Bang-bang-"In the applause of the students, all the teachers in the school sat down one after another. I had hoped that Mr. Zhang could sit side by side with me and never leave his eyes. Carelessly, Mr. Zhang disappeared. I looked for him everywhere, but I didn't notice Mr. Zhang sitting behind me. I felt very unhappy. Click, click, click and click four times in a row, with different angles. How can we merge into one? This is what the photographer's uncle reached out, and there will inevitably be some small expectations in his heart!

With a big photo, there must be a class photo. No, these conspicuous colorful sunflowers of the Sixth Squadron are neatly dressed, with their heads held high, waiting for "scratching". We surrounded three teachers in the middle. They are the backbone of this class. If teacher Zhang shines our sun, then teacher Zhou is the land that breeds us, and teacher Chen is the rain that moistens us. All three are indispensable.

The graduation day will come eventually, but with this graduation photo, I will have an eternal memory.

The story of graduation photo 15 is spring again, and our sixth grade ushered in the graduation season. On this day in April, we filmed graduation photo at school. What an unforgettable moment, I dressed very handsome, but I didn't expect it to become "the highlight of the whole school"!

Arriving at school in the morning, the students cheered and made full preparations for graduation photo. Soon, we came to the school gate and saw a huge three-story staircase standing on the red carpet. There was a camera in the middle of the front and several photographers beside it.

After cutting the red scarf, I suddenly found something and exclaimed, "Why do other students wear school uniforms?" When the students looked around, Teacher Zhang was also puzzled. Ask other teachers around him. In hindsight, I found myself wearing a school uniform, but no one reminded Teacher Zhang. Seeing us sigh, Teacher Zhang smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Other students are wearing school uniforms. In contrast, isn't our class more eye-catching? " Say that finish, everyone suddenly realized.

The photographer's uncle kindly led us to the stage. I am tall and transferred to the third staircase. Looking down the stairs, I saw that the earth in front of me changed and began to "shake". I exclaimed: "This is taking pictures with life! Let me be a acrophobia patient! " Seats are arranged, and photos will be taken soon. I looked naughtily to the right. Every class is "dark", only my class is "colorful", which stands out from the whole sixth grade and becomes a unique bright spot. Uncle photographer took a group photo from left to right, and it will soon be our class. I cut the red scarf again, put on my glasses and stared at the camera. With a click, our six-year primary school life was fixed at this moment.

Imagine that when I received graduation photo, I would definitely point to the third floor at the first time, and then proudly say, "Look! This is our group and the most eye-catching and unique highlight of the whole sixth grade. "

Graduation photo, I will cherish it forever, because it is the memory of my life and the unique highlight of my life.