Memory composition of old photos

Memories of old photos 1 Weekend is a good day for cleaning. My mother gave me a task-cleaning the room. When I rummaged through the closet, I found some photos. When did I take it? How could I forget? But how funny!

Looking at these photos, memories welled up in my heart like running water, and I couldn't help laughing. It was my birthday, and my father said to take a picture of me before I ate the birthday cake. I smiled at the camera because I was naughty, but when my father pressed the shutter, I suddenly made a face and took this photo. The other one was when I was eating cake. Unexpectedly, my sister suddenly touched the cream on my face. When I looked up, my father took a picture. In this way, I took a picture of a big creamy face. Every photo has a story and its meaning, whether for fun or as a souvenir.

Now every photo is well preserved by me, because when I grow up, I can think of my childhood and the love of my parents!

Recalling Old Photos Composition 2 Under the silence of the rain, through the windowsill, I seem to see that ignorant childhood again. The shadow suddenly disappeared between ticks, and I fell into deep memories. ...

I dug up such a photo, which was taken when we joined the team. The students are doing different postures, and Wang Yihao is smiling with a "V" in his hand. Zhou Yue made an "eight" on his chest, indicating that he was handsome; Wang Chengze struggled to squeeze out a place to have fun. ..................................................................................................................................................................

Now, when we grow up, we begin to have troubles and lose the happiness of that year. We just study hard, take exams, Admitted to junior high school in ............................................................................................................................................................., but when you open this dusty old photo again, will you feel relieved and moved? After a long time, maybe you have forgotten everything you were thinking at that time. However, this ordinary, slightly blurred photo retains our childhood, our dreams and our happiness.

I returned to reality from memory, and I couldn't help feeling confused, flustered and at a loss. Six years have passed and the blink of an eye has passed. We are about to face separation and enter the door of junior high school. I can't help asking, "Will we still be happy? How do you feel when you look at this old photo again in a few years? "

Over time, there is no trace. Maybe a small old photo can also make us deeply moved.

Memories of Old Photos Composition 3 On my small bookcase, there is a photo, which is gradually covered with dust because it has not been wiped. Every time I carefully take it off the bookcase and look at it carefully, a beautiful memory slowly emerges in my mind.

This is my sixth grade graduation photo. At that time, we ignored the teacher's request, and all of us shouted eggplant at the moment when the photographer pressed the shutter. With a click, the camera froze the moment. Looking at Xiaoyan on the left, I want to ask, do you remember that wonderful time? We share similar tastes and have many similar hobbies. On weekdays, we often get together and talk about the south and the north for a while. As long as you are interested, talk about anything.

The most interesting thing is the lunch break. At that time, the Chinese teacher especially liked to give us some exercise papers when doing homework before going to bed. We often argue endlessly about the answers on the paper. When no one will let anyone, we swear to fight to the death with each other, and the larger foe will attract students' onlookers. I remember one time when the argument heated up, I lost my mind for a moment and patted the table and said, don't think I'm not a fool! Laugh until your stomach is covered. After the discussion, I used the remaining time to catch up. Now that I think about it, I can't help laughing. When I ask my mother, I always answer: nothing, hahahahahaha. I wonder if you will be like me? Looking at the clown Tang Xiao behind me again, I can't help thinking. This self-styled Ari layman will be sour.

This girl, she and I are really a narrow road. The teacher transferred her behind me. Because she is shorter than me, she can't see the blackboard when I stand up straight. At this time, the teacher always makes me bend over and beg for forgiveness when writing on the blackboard. There is nothing to say with her at ordinary times. But since she heard that my computer can access the Internet, she came to me after class and twisted her ass and asked, Xiao Liu, can your computer access the Internet? I said yes. She added: Oh, Xiao Liu, I'm so happy for you! It must be because of your good academic performance and your parents' peace of mind that I gave you the internet, but I can't! You study so well, not to mention Tsinghua Peking University in the future, you can go to Hong Kong. Your flattery is incomparable, which makes me dizzy. I hope this means that Don is my friend. Although my palms are old, I'm quite a buddy! Unexpectedly, she suddenly said, Please help me download the song Dog Fork in my MP3! Alas, I said that Lao Tang is so sweet today!

The past is like smoke, vivid. Looking back at the Super Debate during lunch break, I suddenly found that my colorful childhood had left me and I could never come back! Time flies, like water! When the sun was still high in the sky, I picked up the book in a hurry.

Memories of old photos The weather turned cold, and an autumn wind blew into the window, setting off a unique photo. That photo carries interesting memories of my classmates and me.

I remember it was autumn, and our school held a traditional track and field meeting. The 400-meter race best reflects my mid-term' strength'. When I arrived at the competition site, my fighting spirit was high, but when I saw young athletes standing around me, my fighting spirit was gone. Thank you, Mr. Zhao, the class teacher, for encouraging us runners. With a gunshot, the fierce game began. I was still in the middle (six people in all) in the first half. In the second half, some people gradually lost their strength, while others ran more and more vigorously. In the final 50-meter sprint, I tried my best, bearing the hope of the whole class. The teacher's pride won the second place in this group, not bad.

There is still one event left in the sports meeting, which is also the most intense, and that is tug of war!

The most exciting tug-of-war is about to begin. I don't know which hand stinks and draws the strongest Class 5! Class 5 is the first in track and field total score! Our brothers are all gearing up and eager to try. With a gunshot, we fought fiercely with Class 5. I fought side by side with my good friend Luo. His face was flushed and my hands were burning. No one in our class dares to let it go, and no one can let it go. The red flag in the middle of the rope seems to be floating towards us, and finally we won! In the final final, we gradually lost our strength, but at the end of the new words, there was an "anchor needle" to tie the rope around our waist, which was calm and calm. Just when we were about to hold on, suddenly came the encouragement from Teacher Zhao and Class Two. We are full of energy in an instant, and the red flag of victory is on our side, ranking first in the class. I am so excited!

It's a unique photo with classmates' friendship and bearing our laughter.