Traditional Culture Encyclopedia - Photography and portraiture - Take a picture of the story behind it.
Take a picture of the story behind it.
in my imagination, I don't want to use professional equipment or have a formal class. But shooting with a mobile phone, discovering beauty and feeling beauty in life. Record your life with photos and short words.
One day, I came across a photography platform-I took a photo every day. Out of curiosity, I clicked in and out. It was a long time since I met you. So I followed the random shot, passed 42 levels, and then punched in with the theme. Along the way, there are four seasons and stories taken at will.
1. in spring
the rain in the sky is crisp, but the grass color is near at a distance.
the continuous drizzle for several days has finally cleared up.
I walked into the park and saw small white mushrooms growing among the grass. The thin waist of the mushroom, supported by a small umbrella, stands out among the green grass.
I put my mobile phone on the ground and took a macro shot to make the mushroom look tall.
I was surprised to find a large group of black mushrooms under the wet willow. I don't know whether it's a variety or malnutrition. The mushrooms are gray-black, close to each other, like a big family. Its height is slightly shorter than that of white mushrooms, but it is stronger than it, and its umbrella is slightly bigger. I wonder if it is because mushrooms are crowded together and there is no room for upward development, so it has become like this!
I pressed the shutter and took this rare sight.
2. In summer,
around the community, I often visit places.
A kindergarten has a large vegetable field with all kinds of vegetables. There is a wooden sign in the vegetable field, which says Confucius Class, Zhuangzi Class and so on. Oh, it turns out that vegetable fields are places for children to sketch and have science classes.
There are yellow watermelon flowers, purple eggplant flowers and big loofah flowers in the garden. I especially like it here and often take pictures in the park.
The doorman is an enthusiastic elder sister who introduced me to the works in the vegetable garden. Watermelon seedlings and flowers are the first time I have seen them.
I took a picture of a tomato with a nose and eyes, and that naughty expression was just like Nezha, a magic boy.
After filming, I also got a dozen big buds bitten by mosquitoes on my legs.
When leaving the vegetable field, my sister picked a cucumber and said it was fresh and delicious.
I look at the cucumber skin, with thin thorns, and I don't know how to eat it. Sister wiped the thorn with her hand and washed it under tap water.
I took a bite, and the cucumber was sweet and full of water. This is the best peeled cucumber I have ever eaten in my memory.
3. Autumn
One morning, on the path, I saw a small insect parked on the grass of the dog's tail. I stopped, took out my cell phone, squatted down, and watched the bugs crawling. This little bug was called "Golden Phoenix" when we were young. Because of its glittering back, it got its name.
The two tentacles of the bug are constantly bumping east and west, and crawling out towards the pointed dog tail grass. Oh, bug, why do you have to go here?
In my eyes, dog tail grass, like a needle, is sharp and thin. If it is not well done, it will stab. But the bug prefers to climb on this needle. Maybe it has something it likes to eat, or maybe it likes adventure!
bugs seem to understand a truth, too. Climb high, see far, and the most beautiful scenery is on the dangerous peak!
I move my mobile phone to the insect, and the closer I get, the more blurred the insect becomes. I kept patting until I got a slightly satisfactory one.
A pedestrian on the roadside asked softly, Did you take a photo in our vegetable garden last time?
I looked up and saw that it was the enthusiastic elder sister. The elder sister said, "You left your sunglasses in the vegetable field, and I'll keep them for you. I think I will meet you one day. "
I see. People you should meet will always meet.
haha, sunglasses leave in summer and come back in autumn.
4. Winter
Winter in my hometown is cold and wet, and there is no snow, but I have leaves to pat.
The maple leaves downstairs turn from green to yellow and slowly turn red.
I like leaves, yellow, red and green. Every leaf is the protagonist in my lens.
The German philosopher Leibniz said that there are no two identical leaves in the world. I used to think it was incredible. Don't all the leaves look the same?
I know that every leaf is really different after I joined the hand-patting.
ginkgo garden is also my favorite.
I think of an old ginkgo tree in the high school campus. I didn't know the name of the tree at that time, but I loved its leaves, Huang Cancan's, which were shaped like a fan and very beautiful. My classmates and I often go under the tree, pick up ginkgo garden and put it in the book. Write a poem on the leaves, or draw an icon at will, in front of bookmarks.
taking pictures reminds me of the good old days. Hand-patted, came into my life, and became my little lucky.
Friend, if one day, we get separated and can't find each other. Please remember, be sure to come and take pictures. I will be here, and I will always be here waiting for you.
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