The first photo in my life (theme)

Life is long, but there are countless moments connected. There are many joys and sorrows, some of which linger in my heart for many years as time goes by, and some are fixed on a piece of paper, forming a picture and becoming a photo that will never age.

Everyone will have countless photos, treasured in an album, or treasured in their own minds.

Every photo records not time, space or image, but a person's life and the eternity of that moment.

Many photos, there are always a few that you will never forget, or engraved on the monument of memory.

My most unforgettable and precious photos are my sister and my second sister. The three of us are in memories of youth, a coastal city in Qingdao.

At that time, the eldest brother had just joined the work for the first year and was assigned to Qingdao. During the Chinese New Year, my eldest brother said that Qingdao was so beautiful. I went there in college just to study and didn't have time to watch it carefully.

Now he works there, and has really seen the sea, mountains, green trees, red tiles and local customs of Qingdao. He told our sisters to travel, see the world and see the outside world more.

Moved by the vivid description of our eldest brother, we were finally dragged to Qingdao by our eldest sister and second sister in the summer vacation.

We three sisters, the elder sister is the most honest and wooden person, and I am the youngest and the most timid. Only the omnipotent and fearless second sister is naughty and capable than that boy.

She took us by car for more than three hours and came to Qingdao in a daze.

This is the first time that I have left home for such a distant city. Away from home, in addition to novelty and expectation, there is panic. It seems that I am not far away from myself, but from the village that has accompanied me for more than ten years. I think something is missing.

Before that, I had never left my hometown of Fiona Fang for more than 50 miles.

I still remember the first time I was taken away from the village by my second sister when I was a child and went to other villages to play. I was scared to tears. My second sister coaxed me and carried me in every way before I calmed down.

Ten years later, I was once again taken away from my hometown by my sister and my second sister, and went to a bigger world hundreds of miles away. I was still afraid and nervous.

However, the thought of my favorite big brother waiting for us in that strange city has settled my heart a lot.

According to the address given by the eldest brother, the second sister took us to the street where the eldest brother worked and took several bus trips back and forth.

Because I took the city bus for the first time, I couldn't read the stop sign, didn't know the direction, and couldn't tell the direction of Qingdao, so I couldn't find the exact stop name.

The last time I got on and off the bus, I asked a lot of people around me before I found the door of the unit where my eldest brother worked.

Big brother bought a working meal for the three of us, four dishes and one soup. It's like eating a big meal for the first time when I'm so big.

After dinner, Big Brother showed us a brief tour of his working environment. The unit is too big, and it feels much bigger than our village 1000 households. Just walking around the periphery of several buildings makes me dizzy

In the afternoon, my brother asked for leave and took us to the seaside.

On the way, I asked my eldest brother, why do these cars have antennas overhead and always hang on the wires in the air? Aren't they afraid to break the wire when they turn the corner?

Big brother smiled and patiently explained that it was a tram, that antenna was a connector, and the wires were erected parallel to the track on the ground, so they would not conflict with the direction of the car. Look, every car runs on the track on the ground, just like the train track.

Oh, my sisters and I keep nodding, so that's it.

For the first time, I saw the blue sea, the sunny sea, sparkling, as if covered with shiny jewelry, charming.

In the light blue sky, seagulls are playing in the air, the cheerful songs are loud, the sea surface is undulating, and tourists are weaving around.

Eldest brother said, take a picture of our three sisters as a souvenir. He called a professional photographer. He shuttled among tourists and chose the scenery. The photographer arranged places for the three of us so that we could stand still.

The photographer seized the moment for a few seconds and gave a "smile" and a "click". The youth of our three sisters is fixed in a small box. A few days later, we received this youth photo taken by our three sisters on Qingdao trestle.

This is the first time that our sisters have taken photos, and it is also the first time that we have taken photos together alone.

This photo was taken for the first time in my life, and it should be taken by my two sisters for the first time. I 15 years old, my second sister 17 years old, and my elder sister1year old.

Because the family is poor, my father never took five photos of our brothers and sisters, so none of us left a photo of our childhood.

I remember when I was a child, my mother tried to take us to take photos several times, but my father stopped me on the grounds that I couldn't eat or drink and wasted money.

Until now, the regret of not leaving a childhood photo for our brothers and sisters, like a thorn, has been stuck in the heart of a mother who loves romance and values the sense of ceremony.

Whenever she talks about it, she will ramble and complain about her father's meanness and unkindness. Then describe us as children one by one.

In the mother's view, all her children are beautiful and handsome, especially when they were young, pink, beautiful and lovely. It is really her greatest regret that she failed to leave a photo as evidence.

This photo means a lot to me and my sisters. It is the freeze frame of our youth, the witness of love in our three sisters' lives, and the eternity of our lives before adulthood.

After taking photos, my eyes wandered around some special people.

That's some vendors squatting on the side of the road, with some seafood and crafts gadgets such as conch, shell, pearl and starfish at their feet. They dazzle me and I can't put it down.

I know we have no money to buy it. We just touch it carefully, play with it and satisfy our curiosity.

Big brother saw me wandering in front of a bird assembled by countless small conchs, picking it up and putting it down, putting it down and picking it up, and never giving up.

Finally, he went over to bargain with others and bought it for me for five yuan. I happily took my eldest brother's arm and turned twice. This is the first gift I received in my life, a beautiful conch craft bird.

It has been treasured by me for decades and has been hidden in my box, and I take it with me everywhere.

After many years of marriage, when I moved, I found that I was almost eaten up by bugs, so I threw it away desperately. But its red lips and black eyes, staring back, will always be engraved in my heart, together with the scene that Big Brother bought me.

In the afternoon, the sea is at high tide, and the waves are swaying like drunken beasts. Every time they burst out after gaining momentum, they are amazing and powerful, as if they can't show their courage without swallowing you, and they pounce on the railing of the trestle again and again.

The fear in my heart is indescribable, and the more I look at it, the more I lose it. Fear of the unknown world under the sea wrapped my fragile heart.

However, when I saw my big brothers and sisters protecting me from going back, my fear gradually dissipated, and I was full of sunshine holding my beloved snail shell bird.

Many years later, whenever I see that photo, I look at our slightly nervous but youthful smiling faces, the blue sky, the flying seagulls, the silver sea, the birds with red lips and ink eyes, and the warm smiling faces of our brothers and sisters, just like the movie screen.

Time is not old, we are old, only those youth, that warm family, are fixed in the photo, never getting old, never going away, unforgettable and always warm as jade.

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