Excellent 500-word essay on memories in the second grade of junior high school

Article 1: Memories in Photos

On Saturday, when I was cleaning up the room, I saw a dusty photo with a little boy sitting on it. Sitting on a blue stool, he was looking out the window mischievously. I smiled when I saw this photo. The little boy in the photo was me, and this photo brought my mind back to that incident a long time ago.

At that time, I was watching TV in a trance at home. Suddenly, my father walked up to me and said in a consultative tone: "Baby, can we take a photo together?" , "Eagle" I kept talking (at that time, I couldn't speak). Dad seemed to understand what I meant, and took me to the photo studio. We walked into the photo studio. It was so beautiful inside! There were many photos hanging on the wall. At this time, an uncle came up to my father and said, "Excuse me, are you taking pictures? "Well, are you taking pictures of my son?" My father pointed at me and said, "Oh, Okay," after saying that, the uncle was ready to go. When he arrived at the photo studio, it was already decorated: a small blue stool was placed in the middle, and the background was a light blue ocean pattern, which looked very harmonious.

Dad carried me into the photo studio and put me on the stool. I touched my left side and looked at my right side. I was very curious about the environment here. Of course I couldn't take pictures if I moved around like this. Dad said: "Baby, be obedient. As long as you finish taking photos, Dad will buy you chocolates to eat!" "However, my father's trick didn't have any effect on me. On the contrary, I became even more happy. I kept stretching out my chubby little hands, slapping them, and making some weird noises like "Eah, Eah, Eah" in my mouth. Dad After trying all the tricks, it still had no effect on me.

The uncle had a way. He took out a small bell and shook it gently, and it made a crisp sound. When I heard the sound, I followed the sound. At this time, the photographer captured the picture in a flash.

This is a photography experience that I will never forget. Article 2: Memories in Photos

There was a photo hanging above my bed. I gently took the photo and looked at it carefully, and a beautiful memory was in my mind. Slowly emerging...

This is my fifth grade graduation photo. We posed in the junior high school auditorium that day. As the photographer clicked the shutter, the camera captured that moment.

Looking at Wang Ruiqi in front of me, I want to ask, do you remember that wonderful time? We had many similar hobbies and often spent time together. We talked about everything we were interested in.

The most interesting thing was when we first arrived in the morning. At that time, we were at the same table. When we arrived, we worked on math problems with you. ; We often fought over the answer to the last question in the exercise book and refused to give in. I remember one time when you were trying to find the area of ??the rectangle, and you said the total area of ??the rectangle, we both got very excited. , attracted many people to watch. I was so angry that I stood up and slapped the table and said, "It's not a pig!" The classmates burst out laughing, making you hold your stomach in laughter. Thinking about it now, I can't help but giggle.

Look at the "living treasure" Niu Jingchen behind me. She was sitting behind me. Because I was much shorter than her at the time, I couldn't block her at all when I bent down during class. , and she was happily chatting with her classmates and playing with her fingers in class. As soon as I bent down, she would pinch my back with her "Nine Yin White Bone Claws". I could only beg for mercy again and again, and then straighten up. Suddenly, one day she came to me happily and said to herself: "That's great! Your grades are so good, and you are only 1 point away from the first place. Don't tell me that your grades are so good." It's possible to get into Tsinghua University, Peking University, or study abroad at Harvard! I can't..." This flattery was so flattering that I felt dizzy. I thought to myself that although this guy always hits me, he thinks really well of me! Unexpectedly, she suddenly said: "Have you finished your math homework? Let me refer to it!" Oh, I just said why her mouth is so sweet today!

The past is like smoke, vividly visible. Looking at my friend's smiling face in the photo, I suddenly realized that that colorful childhood has left us and will never come back! Thanks to these photos for helping me record my wonderful childhood days.