How to write a composition with my photos?

1. How to write a photo in the composition "A photo of me"

On my desk, there is a photo. I look so proud in the photo. I stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the beautiful scenery of Taihu Lake in the distance. Looking at this photo, I can't help but think of our family going to Wuxi to climb Huishan last summer vacation. ...

At the foot of Huishan, my brother said to me, "Let's compete to see who climbs to the top first!" " "I thought about it: Huishan is not very high. I climbed the Huangshan Mountain. What am I afraid of? ! I want to compete with my brother!

In my brother's voice: "Go!" The mountain climbing competition officially started! At first, I ran very fast and kept pace with my brother, leaving my mother and grandmother behind. I am very happy. My feet were a little sore before I got halfway, but my brother was as light as before. I'm going to follow closely behind, for fear that I can't keep up with my brother and fall behind. I can't show weakness! Finally, halfway up the mountain, my feet were completely numb and my breathing was as heavy as lead. Gradually, my brother and I pulled away, and my mother passed me. I thought to myself: forget it, forget it! Anyway, the scenery above is no different from that below! I will go up slowly with grandma! Just then, my brother said to me not far away: "Come on! Don't be discouraged! You can't climb such a low mountain! Cut! " Yes! You can't give up halfway! I'm sure I can climb the mountain!

After my efforts, I successfully climbed to the top of the mountain and looked at the beautiful Taihu Lake … Ah! Just as I was intoxicated with the beautiful scenery, there was a flash of "wiping the card" in front of my eyes. It's my brother! He's taking pictures of me! Seeing that I was looking at him, my brother smiled at me and took a picture of my mother. ...

Looking at this photo of me now, I still feel that the scene of climbing Huishan last time is still vivid. I like this photo very much!

I hope I can help you and adopt it.

2. How to write 50 words in a photo composition? I finished my homework yesterday and opened the photo album at will. Suddenly, a picture of a child sitting on a cane chair caught my attention, and I couldn't help looking at it carefully.

The photo shows a chubby little cute, dressed in white, sitting on a bamboo chair, with his mouth open, drooling, waving his arms as if he wanted something, and his bright eyes shining straight. Isn't that me? It's full of my greed and my naughty.

According to my mother, this photo was taken when I was five months old. An aunt came to our house and brought a big watermelon. Mother cut the watermelon and ate it with her aunt.

At that time, I thought: that thing is bright red and moist, so it should be delicious! So I waved my little hand and shouted for a taste. Just when my father came back from the outside to see this wonderful and ridiculous scene, he quickly picked up the camera and photographed this naughty me, thus leaving this beautiful photo.

Seven years passed unconsciously, and I grew up unconsciously. Although I am still so greedy and naughty, I am as naive and handsome as when I was a child.

How to write my photo? Tell me my photos quickly.

Look! Who is the little girl in the photo? A pair of watery eyes, like two black grapes, a rosy and moist mouth and a pair of curved eyebrows are really lifelike!

This photo was taken by her mother in the future city. I remember it was a clear sky in Wan Li, and she chose to take photos at the gate of the future city. There are many statues, including flying dragon, mermaid, mermaid king and so on. Plus the scenery of flowers and trees, it's really beautiful! After a while, she began to take the first photo. At that time, she was very nervous, afraid that the photo would not be taken well. She pretended to be happy. Just as she was about to take a photo, she suddenly turned her head. As a result, I got shot in the back of my head. It's ugly! Mother asked her, "What's the matter with you?" He pretended to be happy and said, "nothing, just the advantage of itchy back of the head."

The second photo began, and her heart became more nervous. Her eyes were fixed on the camera, and her mouth was not happy at all. As a result, I took a "little bitter gourd", which was even uglier. Mother asked her again; "Are you sick?" "No ... I'm afraid to take pictures." "Photography has nothing to be afraid of? This is just a gesture, just a photo. "

Starting to take the third photo, she was not nervous at all. Small mouth smiling, watery big eyes staring at the camera intently, with a small flower in her small hand. "hey!" I can't get tired of seeing charming smiling faces in photos!

Look! Is the little girl in the photo cute? She is me-Ruan.

4. One of my photo compositions: How to write a photo:

In my photo album, there is a family photo of Zhang Zhengui. Family photos must be common for students, but for me, they are extremely precious. Just this one!

My father is a busy man. He often travels on business and is not at home. There is no full moon wine, no family gathering, and occasionally I have a meal at home, but that meal will be very busy. Because there is always a phone ringing, which is annoying and even uncomfortable. Sometimes, when I feel that my father is not at home, it will be quieter to eat.

At my grandfather's "60th birthday" party, my father actually attended. But I thought it would haunt my father like a ghost like eating at home, but I didn't expect my father to turn off his phone. Dad, mom and I all laughed as beautiful as blooming flowers and as colorful as rainbows at the party. On the eve of dinner, I specially asked my grandfather to take pictures of me. My family of three photographed happy moments and beautiful moments. In that photo, the smiles of the three of us are not fake, but every smile is so innocent! I even enlarged that photo on purpose.

Whenever I think of my father, as long as I take out a photo, I will see a picture in my mind and feel my father by my side.

At this moment, I no longer feel that * * * is a ghost, but that * * * is so sweet, because he proved that my father is very capable, and I am proud of it!

Two:

Now, whenever I open the photo album and see this photo, it reminds me of the Red Army and its indomitable spirit.

In my little photo album, there is a photo that means a lot to me. It was taken where the Red Army flew over the Luding Bridge.

Last May Day, our family was discussing where to travel. Dad said, "Why don't we go on a red tour this year?" ! Go to Luding Bridge. "Let's go, we embarked on a red journey. The scenery along the way is beautiful, with mountains, forests and clouds. It feels like a fairyland on earth. After a few hours' drive, I finally came to Luding Bridge, which I have been longing for for for for a long time.

Luding Bridge is located in Luding County, Ganzi Prefecture, Sichuan Province. At first glance, it's just an ordinary iron cable bridge on the Dadu River. But after listening to the introduction of the guide aunt, I have a new understanding of Luding Bridge. It turned out that in order to stop the Red Army's Long March, the enemy tore down the boards on the bridge and kept shooting with machine guns. Many Red Army soldiers died here. But instead of being discouraged, they braved the enemy's bullets to crawl on the chain and won the final victory.

I want to walk on the bridge, too, but as soon as I get there, the bridge starts to shake. I quickly held the chain by the bridge and was shocked to see the rolling Dadu River water under the bridge. Considering how difficult it is for the Red Army to fly over Luding Bridge, I have a sincere admiration for them. Dad said, "Let's take a picture here as a souvenir." Click, I took a photo on the Luding Bridge.

Now, whenever I open the photo album and see this photo, it reminds me of the Red Army and its indomitable spirit.

Three:

There is a very warm and harmonious family photo on my desk. It's still new, because that's what I cherish. At that time, I was in primary school. For holidays, I just want to play unilaterally. Mom and dad are very satisfied. But this time is an exception. They have something to go back to their hometown, and because I have to study, they can't take me with them. A few days before departure, they asked me to take care of me during my period and bought me a lot of things as if to please me. I know they're leaving. I don't want to pester them like hooligans, but I look helpless. This is a relief for them. Finally, there is only one day left, and they will leave tomorrow. This is the first time I have been separated from them for so long. "Shanshan, mom is leaving tomorrow. Do you need anything else? " Mother asked in her softest voice. "Mom, you have to go. Can you give me a photo? " I said, looking at her wistfully. "Sure, which one do you want?" Mother asked politely. "I want a photo of me, my father and you. It's a family photo!" I held my mother's hand as if begging. "Well, you wait a moment. I'll look for it. " Then she got up and left. "no!" I grabbed her and said, "I want the old one, I want the present one, just today." Mom looked at me and said, "OK, we'll leave when Dad comes back, OK?" "good!" I nodded my head. I took my parents by the hand and came to the photo studio. I was so excited that I realized my wish there with my favorite parents. They left the next day. In more than twenty days after they left, I don't know how many nights, holding it, thinking about mom and dad, and gradually falling asleep. In my sleep, I dreamed of living with them. Although it has been a long time, this photo has always been my favorite. It is my soul and comfort when I am lonely.

5. How to write a photo composition? The story in the photo.

It happened to be my grandfather's birthday when he was discharged from the hospital. We took a group photo. There should be many stories hidden in this photo. Let me tell you!

That night, Grandpa Sun went home and Sister Moon came out. Mom, dad and uncle are discussing which hotel to go to celebrate grandpa's birthday. They keep asking and asking, almost zero. Finally, they negotiated and went to Tongfu Hotel.

Another day has passed, and it's time to celebrate grandpa's birthday. At noon, it's time for everyone to eat. After a while, the birthday cake came. My brother and I pushed the cake onto the platform. I helped grandpa to the stage and asked him to make a wish. Click, my father took this precious moment. In the cheers of everyone, I helped my grandfather to his seat again. My father spent more than two thousand yuan on this birthday party. Although he spent so much money, I am happy as long as my grandfather is happy.

Are there many stories in this photo? Are there many stories in your photos? How many/much? Tell it to everyone, too!

6. How to write the composition "My favorite photo" There is a photo frame on my desk, and there is a color photo in it. In the photo, my mother and I are sitting on the edge of Monkey Mountain and taking pictures. Every time I see this photo, I will think of an afternoon this year. It was Saturday, and my parents and I came to Nanchang by train to visit my second aunt. I like monkeys very much, so I urged my parents to take me to the zoo as soon as I got to my second aunt's house. As soon as we entered the zoo, I was anxious to find it. After the fierce crocodile's home, I climbed Lion Mountain and Tiger Mountain, passed the residence of elephants and pandas, and finally reached Monkey Mountain. This monkey mountain is round with an artificial rockery in the middle. Although it is a rockery, I can't see where it is. I only see stones flying in the air, and there are holes under them. The holes are connected, with flat land in front and pond behind. Only the swing is made by hand. There are many monkeys in Monkey Mountain, and they are very flexible. Some are sitting on the ground eating food left by tourists, and some monkeys are playing on the swings. These monkeys are covered with short brown hair. Their foreheads are bare, but full of wrinkles, like little old men. I was fascinated by it when a little boy pointed to a monkey and said, "What a naughty monkey."

I looked in the direction he pointed, only to see a monkey jump down from the fake mountainside and onto the swing frame, and the swing immediately shook. The monkey swung a few times, but when the swing approached the rockery, it jumped on the rockery with a whoosh and ran away quickly, causing people watching the monkey to laugh together.

A greedy old monkey is begging food from tourists. It seems that he hasn't eaten for days. My mother and I sat on the bench, admiring these lovely monkeys.

Suddenly, a monkey jumped quickly to the mountain. Dad hurriedly told us to turn our heads to the camera, so we took a photo with the monkey. As long as I see this photo, it's like seeing a naughty monkey. I like monkeys.

7. How to write your favorite photo composition? Look, there is an exquisite photo frame on my desk, which is embedded with my favorite photos. This is not an ordinary photo, which contains unusual emotions.

In this photo, we can clearly see that there are two little girls close together with tears in their eyes beside the railway station. It can be seen from their expressions that they are attached to each other. And those two people are me and my sister, and this photo is exactly what my sister and I are about to take separately. Seeing this photo, I seem to see the moment when I left my sister again.

At the beginning of school, my sister had to get to school by train a few days in advance because she was admitted to a key university in Guangzhou. On August 29th, my sister came to the railway station, and I came to bid farewell with a heavy heart. At that moment, I was very reluctant to part with my sister. If we part this time, we don't know when we can be together again. At that time, we both shed sad tears and hugged each other tightly. Nevertheless, time is not kind. As time goes by, my sister and I will be separated soon. The train rang in my ear, and then the broadcast said, "The train from Chongqing to Guangzhou has entered the station, please get ready and check in ..." At this time, my heart was like a knife. My sister wiped my tears with her hand and said with a smile, "Let's take a photo with our sisters!" " ! Keep it as a souvenir. "In this way, we held hands, leaned together and took this photo of Zhang Zhengui with tears in our eyes.

Now, whenever I see this photo again, I seem to see my sister, think of her familiar face and see her back when she left us. I miss my sister. I miss her. This photo will record our sisterhood forever. ...

I love this photo. It is the eternal love between my sister and me. ...

8. Photos of my family. How to write a composition in childhood? There are many photos, but the most impressive one is the family portrait.

Dad is doing business in Fuzhou and only comes back once or twice a month. My cell phone keeps ringing every time I come back. Either someone calls to talk about business, or I want to go out for dinner tonight. Dad is really a busy man!

On my sister's first birthday, my father came back. Mother smiled as beautiful as a blooming flower and as colorful as a rainbow. We booked a birthday party for my sister at Zhuangyuanlou Hotel. On the eve of dinner, I specially asked my aunt to take pictures of us, and our family of four took pictures of happy moments and beautiful moments. In that photo, the smiles of the four of us are not fake, but every smile is so innocent! I also specially uploaded that photo to my QQ space photo album.

Time flies, year after year. My sister is three years old. Whenever I see this photo, I imagine the scene at that time and think of that happy time!