An old photograph

Whether in study, work or life, everyone has written a composition. With the help of composition, people can reflect objective things, express thoughts and feelings, and transmit knowledge and information. You always have no way to write a composition? The following is an old photo composition I compiled, hoping to help everyone.

An old photo composition 1 My father loves photography. He likes taking pictures of me. He said he would record my precious moments from childhood to adulthood. Every photo is a story, and every photo can help me remember the bits and pieces of my childhood. There are joys, troubles, companions and growth. Among so many old photos, one special photo is the most unforgettable.

I just turned two in the photo, and my father took me to Baoji Zoo that day. I'm wearing a pair of blue trousers, a plaid shirt and half a piece of cabbage in my hand. At that time, my hair was short, like a little boy. Everyone who sees me in the photo will say, it's not me at all, it's my brother, but it's really me. When I was a child, I liked to go to Baoji Zoo almost every week. I like the mini zoo best. There are many tame animals in it. Rabbits, sheep, deer and beautiful peacocks. Children can fill bamboo baskets with vegetables and radishes and feed them to animals at zero distance. That day, I was concentrating on feeding cabbage to rabbits. My father suddenly called me behind my back: "Peach, turn around, turn around". I took the cabbage that the rabbit was eating blankly. As soon as I turned around, my father quickly pressed the camera shutter. In the photo, I am at a loss. It all happened so fast, as if there was a flash of lightning in my head. When I looked back again, I found a blue peacock just behind me. It has opened countless eyes and a tail like a fan, which is very beautiful. I guess the peacock wanted to show off because he saw my plaid shirt. I also took a rare photo with the peacock because of my father's timely snapshot.

Time is gone forever, and the beautiful moment will always be fixed in that spring morning. It left good memories for my childhood.

I saw an old photo today, which was shocking and angry.

1August 28th, 937 is a sad day that we will never forget. On this day, a terrible thing happened at Shanghai Railway Station: Japanese aggressor planes bombed Shanghai Railway Station.

On that day, Shanghai Railway Station was crowded as usual and full of festive atmosphere. Suddenly, there was a "buzzing" plane noise in the air. Japanese bombers fell from the sky and dropped a string of big black bombs. Before people could react, only a few loud explosions were heard, and the Shanghai Railway Station was instantly blown into ruins. Under the broken overpass, the collapsed platform and the twisted track, bodies were lying in a pool of gray blood, with rivers of blood. Suddenly, a childish but heartbreaking cry broke the silence: "Mom, where are you?" ! Dad-I'm so scared! "Look inside, a little boy in rags is crying.

It turned out that the little boy was still sleeping when the plane bombed. He doesn't know that his parents lost their lives to protect him; He doesn't know that his parents will never come back; He doesn't know what kind of life he will live in the future. Poor child, hateful invader!

Later, the little boy was taken in by the reporter who shot this shot. When the little boy grew up, he preached all over the world: "Peace, not war!" " In order not to let today's children suffer the same experience. Yes, although we are teenagers today, we must not forget the national humiliation and forbid anyone to occupy an inch of our country. I also want to appeal loudly: we want peace, not war! We must defend peace and protect the beautiful flower of peace!

An old photo composition 3 accidentally turned over the photo of my trip to Weihai in my bookcase. I have kept them for more than two years. The reason why I keep this photo is because I appreciate the wonders of nature.

I went to Weihai with my parents in the summer vacation of 20xx. There is a scenic spot in Weihai, which is an island called Hailu Island. This circular island covers an area of about 4057 square meters. We arrived at the island in five minutes by boat, and we could walk around the island for half an hour. Although it is not big, every scene is pure natural, and the water, stones and air there are all brand-new. Of course, there is delicious food, which is naturally much more expensive than other places. My mouth is watering, my father said. It's over. This boy is going to eat barbecue again. Sure enough, I ate a ruin.

Walking, I saw a stone and caught my attention. This stone is about 13 meters high and is flat. There is not a grain of soil on the stone, so much grass has grown, which shocked me. The width is less than 10 cm, so this stone must not be made artificially. Its inclination and concavity look like a sailboat on the sea, so it has a good name: smooth sailing. This unique shape must have been created after hundreds of years of wind and waves.

There are many gullies and rocks with unique shapes on the island. I guess no one climbed it. I especially want to climb them. I think some are like human heads and some are like animals, which makes me think.

I don't know why, I feel nervous when I look at the sea and these dangerous stones, and I always feel that miracles will appear on the stones.

I think a fairy fell and became this stone. I also think it appeared during the war and was washed out by the accumulation of the sun and the moon in the sea, but I think it is more like a totem.

I am proud of the ingenuity of nature!

On Sunday, my mother and I sorted out the photos in my mobile phone. Digging out a photo of my brother and I steaming steamed bread, I can't help but think of the experience of steaming steamed bread.

On a holiday day, my mother said to my brother and me, "We steamed buns today, and the buns at home are delicious!" " "I thought," It's great to have noodles and hot steamed bread! ""My brother also said, then teach me and my sister how to mix dough and steam steamed bread. You work hard every day. Let us help you share some today! " Mother listened and agreed with relief.

Mother instructed her brother to take out baking powder and flour, melt baking powder with warm water, slowly pour it into flour, and then stir it back and forth by hand. Mom said: "When mixing noodles, the noodles should not be too hard or too soft!" " "Brother face to face as my mother said. My strength is too weak, so my mother made me a small piece of dough and asked me to make dough like my brother. I tried my best and the table was shocked by me. Before I knew it, the sweat as big as a bean fell down and landed right on my dough. Mom smiled and said, "It seems that the steamed bread is going to be salty tonight." Mom said and took this photo with her mobile phone.

Whenever I see this photo, I will think of the hard work of kneading dough that day and feel the hard work of my parents.

An old photo composition 5 Open the textbook and an old photo comes into view. This is the real scene shot by the reporter on August 28th, 1937, when the Japanese invaders bombed Shanghai South Railway Station. Staring at this photo, I seem to see the scene at that time: because the Japanese invaders kept attacking Shanghai, a mother was holding her young child and preparing to escape from Shanghai by train like other civilians. But at this moment, Japanese planes came, and they dropped several bombs from the air, and the railway station became a mess in an instant. People shouted for their lives, and the mother ran desperately with her child in her arms. Just as they ran to the overpass, another bomb fell from the air, and with a bang, the bridge was blown away and it was about to press on their heads. The mother suddenly pushed the child to the side of the overpass, but she was buried under the rubble. The child sat on the ground, his clothes were tattered and his body was covered with bloody scars. He looked at the bodies on the ground, the collapsed houses and listened to people's shouts and groans. Ah, he was shocked by everything in front of him, and cried at the top of his voice, "Mom, Mom, I want Mom …" What will be the future fate of this child? Was he adopted by a kind-hearted person, or, like his mother, could not escape from the devil's clutches?

Thought of here, my heart was pricked, I clenched my fist and frowned. Why? Why did the Japanese invade China? We China people have always loved peace! I know, it's because China was so backward at that time that it would be beaten if it was backward! Therefore, children in our new era must study hard, serve the motherland when they grow up, and make our motherland more prosperous and strong! Step on robbers and make the world full of peace!

An old photo composition 6 Time flies, I opened the dusty photo album for a long time and let my thoughts flow, and that wonderful picture came to my eyes again. ...

I saw the endless sea and soft golden sand in the photo, which became a beautiful picture. There is also a family laughing in the photo. There is a lovely little girl in it, and that little girl is me.

This photo was taken when I was five or six years old. In the photo, I accidentally got my clothes wet while playing in the water, and my family laughed at me. This photo can't help but remind me of the picture of my mother jumping into the water behind my back and holding my hand for a walk by the water. At that time, my mood was extremely happy. When my father saw that my clothes were all wet, he immediately picked up the quilt in the car and dried it for me.

These things move me very much, because these are the same memories of my parents and me.

If only I could be so happy every day! I want mom and dad to be by my side all the time! But it's impossible. So, I can only hope that time doesn't pass too fast.

Now, I haven't taken photos for several years, and I have grown into a big girl, so I don't have to worry about my mother anymore. I will keep this photo forever and keep it in my heart.

One day before the Spring Festival, I helped my father clean the room and was attracted by a black and white photo. The photo is on a black and white background, and the people inside are a little blurred. I'm curious because I've never seen such a picture.

Dad said that this is a photo of him when he was a child, and he also told the story in the photo. This photo shows a group of children wearing red scarves standing in a neat queue in front of a row of low-rise bungalows. Three children are raising the national flag. Dad said, "This is a photo of me raising the national flag at school when I was a child. The children who are raising the national flag are me. The low bungalow is a classroom, the flagpole is a wooden pole, and a piece of land is a playground. This photo has been preserved for 30 years. These 30 years are extraordinary, and they are 30 years of reform and opening up. You were born in this era and caught up with the good times. "

After listening to my father's words, I was filled with emotion. I'm thinking: if I didn't see this old photo, how could I think of our motherland? Our hometown has changed so much in thirty years. Into our school: beautiful teaching building, spacious and bright classroom, playground with plastic track, lecture hall, science classroom, art classroom and gymnasium. Everything in the school, classroom and playground has changed in the past 30 years, and the only constant is brightness □!

I am glad that I was born in this era, and I am proud that I am from China!

Although I am still a small tree, I grew up in such a superior learning environment. I am always cared for by hard gardeners, pruning and cutting leaves. In the near future, I will certainly grow into a towering tree and become a pillar of the motherland.

Thanks to the inspiration of an old photo, I saw the ever-changing changes and rapid development of the motherland. I will work hard, study hard, master cultural knowledge, serve the motherland and make our motherland more prosperous.

The composition of an old photo in Shanghai is changing every day. If you don't pay attention, you will find that the periphery of your life has changed. So my mother likes to take some photos casually, thinking that she can leave traces of change. In some photos she shared with us, I think the most obvious change should be the roads in the community.

The roads in the community have been repaired and patched many times, and the old and new traces are obvious. My parents say this is an old community, so it can only be patched up like this. Although there is nothing new on the surface, it feels particularly obvious when it rains, especially when it rains heavily. In the past, there was a lot of water when it rained. When I go to school, even if I wear rain boots, the water will still sink into my shoes, and sometimes I will worry about falling. Now there is less water on the road, and the rain can flow away smoothly in case of heavy rain in time. The original sewer was replaced with a new system. At this time, I realized that we can't just focus on superficial tinkering, but inner improvement is the real change.

The roads around the community are also changing. The old grey cement road has been replaced by a new black asphalt road. Near the innermost part of the asphalt road, a red pedestrian lane has been paved for pedestrians to walk or jog. In the photo, there is no special pedestrian lane on the roads around the community. People, motor vehicles and non-motor vehicles all exercise on this road, which is crowded and particularly dangerous. Now, between the pedestrian lane and the driveway, a railing is installed at regular intervals. There are flower pots on the railing, and green plants and azaleas are planted to separate pedestrians from cars, which makes it feel much safer.

Shanghai's reform and opening up not only promoted scientific and technological progress, but also improved our living environment. How nice!

An old photo composition 9 Time flies, I changed from a little boy with a runny nose to a firm boy with hope and ideals, and gradually grew up. What is left for me in time?

One day, I was idle, opened an album, looked back at the past in my childhood memory, and gradually realized that time had brought me growth and experience. Inadvertently, my eyes touched a photo of a group of children wearing military uniforms smiling in the sun, and my thoughts could not help but return to that time of military training.

It was an unforgettable time. I remember that was the first time I put on my military training uniform. Under the scorching sun, I was corrected again and again by the instructor and practiced my movements repeatedly. I still remember the mistake of being reprimanded loudly by the instructor and sent to the playground. As a result, my classmates ran with me, and we laughed wantonly in the sun. I still remember that under the starry sky, we sang military songs loudly and talked about our ideals with each other. At that time, I was also firm in my dreams and future goals. It was also during that time that I grew up a lot. Understand the truth of persistence.

Now I see myself and my friends in military training, and I find that three years have passed, and everyone has grown up unconsciously, but did our dreams come true at that time? Seeing our silly smiles in the photo, the corners of our mouths inadvertently rose.

The beautiful picture of the past was fixed at that moment, but the beautiful memory still exists in my mind. This old photo not only records beautiful moments, but also connects the past time. ...

An old photo composition 10 My family has an old photo album that has been dusty for many years, which records the interesting things of our childhood. When I opened it, a slightly yellow photo attracted me, as if taking me back to the past.

There is a child on it, riding a camel, and his expression is a bit exaggerated. Oh! That was when I was a child, and I still regret it!

At that time, I was about three years old, and my grandfather took my brother and me back to go shopping and strolled to the door of a supermarket. There is a big camel. She looks at us with eyelash eyes. I was very scared at that time, because at that time I saw caterpillars running home in fear, not to mention camels several times bigger than caterpillars. When it looked at me, I shrank back hard and held grandpa's hand tightly, but my brother seemed a little bit.

Grandpa asked me, "Does Su Wan want to ride?" Say, just ready to pick me up, and me? I was ready to run, shaking my head all the time. Grandpa saw that I was so scared that he insisted on picking up my brother and riding, but I hid and secretly watched.

These photos were taken, developed and put into an album. My brother was ecstatic and saved, but my expression of fear and regret remained in my heart.

After this incident, I understand that we must be decisive, don't be timid and don't hesitate! However, childhood has passed, and the fleeting time is gone forever, and I have grown up, and I am no longer a timid little boy. The years are still flying, and the regrets of growing up are close behind. That old photo has fixed all this on it.

An old photo composition 1 1 Every photo is our memory every time.

I was alone at home, holding a dusty photo album and watching it quietly.

A photo caught my attention. That is a withered flower. I want to know why I am interested in taking such photos. Finally remembered the origin of this photo.

I was going to take part in a photo contest that day, so I brought a digital camera to capture the colors of spring. When I came to the park, I was greeted by flowers of various shapes. The colors and shapes are carefully cultivated and people love them very much. All kinds of flowers are intertwined, which is particularly spectacular.

But this makes me feel very uncomfortable, because in other places, where people don't pay attention, because the stone chair covers the flowers of the sun, the petals droop feebly, no one waters them, and there is no moisture from the sun, but at least, its stem is straight and still struggling.

Those ornamental flowers are carefully cared for and sought after by people every day. And the flowers that are blocked from the sunshine and strive for the sunshine are humble but strong in the corner. Although this flower is humble, it is still alive. This reminds me of a poem by Yuan Mei, Moss:

Life is not everywhere, youth is just coming.

Although moss is as small as rice, it also blooms like peony.

An old photo composition 12 opened the photo album, and a photo slipped quietly, which was already a yellowed black and white photo. The content is an old house, which has been demolished.

That old house was the house where grandpa lived when he was born. He told me the story of his childhood in the old house. At that time, the old house didn't look old and shabby, but with the passage of time, the moss on the tiles spread all over the roof, and the creepers in the corner were also extremely lush.

When grandpa was a child, his family was very poor, and he couldn't sleep because he didn't have enough to eat. He worked hard every day to make ends meet.

In summer, the sun bakes the earth like fire, but grandpa still can't resist the temptation to play, so he asks his friends to play together. I didn't go home reluctantly until I was sweating. But at that time, there was no air conditioning, so we had to use water popsicles. Grandpa happily bought popsicles. Although popsicles are made of water, it is not easy to buy them.

Now that I think about it, I am very happy. I not only eat well, but also dress well. How can I feel the hardships of my grandfather when he was a child? Cherish the quiet life now, don't waste time, and use every minute to create a better tomorrow.

Look at that old photo again. It reappears in my mind as if it were right in front of me. Although the old house could not be found to be demolished, the old photos remained. I put the photos together, closed the dusty photo album, let this memory be dusty, and relive the dusty memory next time.

An old photo composition 13 With the passage of time, many things will be forgotten, but there are always some methods that will leave footprints for growth.

In my old photo album, there is an old photo with a lovely little girl whose face is like two red apples in the snow. She wears two long braids with horns and a pair of furry ear protectors. Wearing a pink plaid down jacket. What attracted me the most was that the little girl was holding two round snowballs tightly in her red hands with cold, and there were crystal tears on her face, and she was making a face that was about to cry. Looking at this photo, inadvertently, brought me back to the time five years ago. ...

It was the day when I was four years old. In the cold winter, the sky fluttered with goose feather-like snow. My mother took me to play in the snow. When I saw the soft snow, I was so happy that I couldn't wait to catch it and crawl in it ... My mother said I was like a happy little angel. Just when I was having a good time, I suddenly felt my fingers hurt and a little numb. I didn't listen to me at all, but I still couldn't bear to throw away the snowball in my hand. So, I rolled and crawled to my mother's side and cried and said, "Mom, I can't feel my hands." Put the snowball in your pocket to warm up and play it for me ... My mother was so happy that she couldn't laugh or cry. Looking at my crying face, she quickly took out her mobile phone and "clicked" and took this photo for me.

Until now, whenever I open the photo album and see this photo and pester my mother to tell me the scene at that time, I can't help laughing. Think about how cute I was then, haha ... how can the snow be warm and hot?

An old photo composition 14 Whenever I open my thick photo album again and again and see that yellowed old photo, I always see many interesting stories floating in my heart.

It was last year's National Day. On our way to road trip, our family of four passed the Huangdi Mausoleum, Yan 'an Baota shan and other tourist attractions. What impressed me in this photo was the scene of our family climbing Baota shan.

Baota shan is a symbol of the famous historical city Yan 'an, a symbol of the revolutionary holy land and a famous tourist attraction. The pagoda on the mountain is 44 meters long and has nine floors. There are many tourist areas on the mountain, such as Fan Gongjing, fire platform, Chairman Mao's bedroom, Tang Dynasty pagoda and so on. When I climbed to the second floor, I felt very high, so I said to my father, "Dad, Baota shan is so high! I dare not go up. Grandma and I will wait for you and mom in the scenic spot, ok? "

Dad hesitated and said to me, "No! Jiaxin, don't be afraid. You shouldn't think about anything on so many steps, just like taking our stairs. As long as you board Baota shan, you will really arrive in Yan 'an. "As soon as my dad's voice just fell, I took my mom and dad's hand and climbed to the sixth floor and the top floor of the scenic spot. The pagoda on the mountain is really different from what I saw at the foot of the mountain. It's magnificent. Dad praised me in the party flag.

I overcame my timidity and climbed to the top of the mountain bravely, enjoying the beautiful scenery on the mountain and the scenery of Baota shan.

How time flies! A year passed in a blink of an eye. Whenever I see this old photo and think of the happy time at that time, I will feel extremely happy.

An old photo composition 15 I saw a photo when I moved. This photo was taken in America when I was six years old. I'm wearing an orange sunscreen and pink striped pants, squatting on the ground and feeding some lovely lizards with my head down.

This photo reminds me of the happy time in America four years ago. That was when I was traveling in the Caribbean. There are many rocks on both sides of the path, and many large and small lizards climb on the rocks. Because the animals there are afraid of people, I picked up the pose petals from the flowers next to me, and when I was ready to take a photo with the lizard, a fairy scattered flowers. At this time, the lizard saw the bright petals in my hand and scrambled to climb to me. I thought of these lizards at that time. Mom raised the camera at this moment, and I looked at the camera with a bright smile. When I was about to throw the petals into the sky, I felt that the petals in my hand were caught by something. Looking back, a big lizard was grabbing the petals in my hand and eating them with relish. Not to be outdone, the other two joined in. They didn't eat the delicious petals and looked at me imploringly. I realized that they came to eat petals. Just then, my mother took this precious photo.

Every time I see this photo, how I want to go to that beautiful place again and feed that lovely lizard again!