Graduation photo's composition had better be written like this (how to prepare for graduation photo? Think of the dribs and drabs with my classmates before. Preferably within an hour! ! ! ! ! ! !

In that restless evening, with panic, fatigue and a little excitement, my classmates and I walked quietly on the playground, waiting for the moment when everything in our junior high school was fixed in that small eight-inch world. The heat of the sunset moved slowly on my back. My back to the sunset, silence, silence, silence again. It turned out that, in the end, it was just silently moved. However, this is enough.

Small mirror, wooden comb. No one will give you disgusting eyes again, and no one will call you boring and boastful behind your back. After all, we want to leave a beautiful image and a youthful face. "Hey, your bangs are a little messy." You turned your head, quite shocked. I had a quarrel with you because of some trivial matters, and I hated your guts. Forgive my ridiculous naivety and ignorance, please don't hide my ugly dark side in your heart for a long time. "Let me help you." We smiled at each other, let bygones be bygones and understood each other as before. If you want to go, you should go happily and bring such a touch to the road.

Button up. Turn up the collar. Boys who are unkempt on weekdays return to comeliness against the background of school uniforms. On weekdays, you have a basketball in your hand, exuding youthful vitality in the bright sunshine; Smile confidently in front of those gobbledygook math problems; The moustache on my chin has just sprouted, but it will grab the weight in my hand at the stairs and whistle and rush into the classroom. All kinds of you, so many looks, sloppy in the past, handsome honest and frank today-you live in my heart. Sensitive me, I will pick up those tiny details that are often easily overlooked by you and put them in the deepest memory as treasures. Your touching enthusiasm and smile are in my dream every night.

"Stand up, stand up quickly." The tripod opposite has been set up. As usual, the head teacher stood beside the photographer with a stern expression, struggling to direct. The tone is full of kindness and gentleness. Probably it was really excited by us, or maybe it was because we didn't give up. In short, I will never forget the tears of my old class for many years. That kind of touch from the teacher may be a feeling I can't say anymore. Stand still, let's roll our eyes and look at that small circle. Don't be nervous, please don't be nervous. Relax your face, bend your eyes, show your white teeth like the bright moon, and raise your mouth into a perfect and gentle arc. What kind of expression is fixed, brilliant or weird. Although it looks silly, many years later, I still smile when I see it, leaving only a smile. What kind of youth and what kind of time? Now, it is our fleeting time.

"Come again, relax and pose. Soon. " The photographer across the street spoke. I haven't had time to think about what orders to give to my limbs, and I haven't had time to prepare, "three, two, one!" " The photographer's countdown has begun.

Click. In a panic, I just stretched out my index finger and middle finger and drew a "V", which was silly and I had to spit it out myself. But then you smiled and told me it was so cute. Facts have proved that there is no need to worry or regret. It's okay. Everything will be calm and perfect in the end. The dull time machine proudly ran over our youth, leaving us with such a smooth and perfect memory, so quiet and moving.

The afterglow of the sunset is spreading, and so is my heartache and ours. Don't cry, please don't cry Although we go our separate ways and will be separated after three years together, we are not alone as young people because of those touching smiles, tears and years.