Photographic composition

In daily study, work or life, everyone must have been exposed to writing. Writing is an important means to cultivate people's observation, association, imagination, thinking and memory. There are many points for attention in composition. Are you sure you can write? The following is my carefully arranged photo composition for reference only. Welcome to reading.

I can't help laughing at the thought of "developing" photos with my sister in kindergarten.

On May Day, my mother took my sister and me to the park to take pictures.

After taking the photos, my mother said to me, "I wanted to take you to the photo studio to develop the photos, but I was in a hurry." Say that finish and hurried away.

After waiting for a while, my sister burst into tears: "I want photos! I want photos! Mom ... "

I had no choice but to have a brainwave and want to develop ... photos. Isn't it just washing with water? If you want to wash it, why go to the photo studio to wash it? Why not wash it directly at home? Not only will I not waste money, but my parents will also praise me as a smart and good baby! Thinking of this, I am complacent and secretly boast that I am a "genius".

So, I took my sister and ran home, went straight to the bathroom, turned on the tap, put the camera in the water and began to "develop" the photos. More than an hour has passed and it hasn't been washed out yet. Seeing that the situation was not good, I had to put my camera on the table and "run away" with my sister.

In the evening, my mother came back and pointed to the dripping camera and asked, "What's the matter? What are you doing? What happened to the camera? " I said timidly, "I developed the photos, not me."

"You are so smart! Developing photos means taking out the film and developing it with special medicine! " Mom said, I nodded after listening.

Although it's been a long time, I haven't forgotten it! Because it tells me that sometimes being clever will make you do something wrong. It's ridiculous to think of me in kindergarten!

I told a story today. This happened when I was four years old.

I remember it was a sunny morning, and my mother and I went to a peach grove to play. In Taolin, my mother took many photos of me.

When I got home, my mother told me that he would take me tomorrow and I would develop the photos. The next day will arrive soon. In the morning, my mother took me to develop the photos. It was a brother who developed the photos for us. He told us that we couldn't pick them up until noon. At noon, my mother and I went to pick up the photos after dinner. After taking the photo, my mother went out because of something. Because I was at home, I had nothing to do at that time. So my little brain is thinking about washing photos, washing photos, as the name implies, is it washed with water? I took half a basin of water and threw all the photos into the water. At this time, I thought of my mother again. I usually put some laundry detergent when washing clothes, so I picked up the bottle filled with laundry detergent, poured some laundry detergent into the basin, and then grabbed the photo and wiped it. By the time I finished washing, the photos were white and wrinkled, and I couldn't see them clearly at all. Because I was young, I thought I would come back after the sun, so I left him alone and ran to the sofa to watch cartoons.

It seems that after seven o'clock in the afternoon, my mother came back. My mother saw the bag on the table was empty and asked me, "Honey, have you seen the developed photos?" I said, "Mom, I just washed it again." My mother was surprised and asked me, "What did you wash it with?" I replied, "I washed it with water!" " "Mom really feel angry and funny. Just smiled and told me: "The photos were developed with a special machine, not with water. "

Children, do you know what is used to develop photos? Anyway, I know.

One sunny morning in Wan Li, my mother said that she would take me to the photo studio to have my photos developed. I can't wait to start.

But at this moment, the boss of my mother's company suddenly called my mother and asked her to go to work. Mom hung up the phone and was ready to go to work. I'm a little unhappy. After getting dressed, my mother said to me, "I won't be back for an hour." When I come back, I'll take you to the photo studio to develop your photos. " I said listlessly, "Good".

After mom left, I felt bored. So I looked at a roll of film on the table and thought, "Why don't I develop the photos?" Do it. After I prepared washing powder and soap, I began to show my cards. I took out the film and laid it flat on the floor. I rubbed it with soap for fear that it wouldn't be clean. Then I poured some washing powder and brushed it with a brush. In this way, I washed it back and forth for five times, and a lot of bubbles emerged, which also exuded a thick fragrance and felt so happy. I felt clean and tired, so I ran to the balcony and put the film in a sunny place to dry.

Just then, my mother came back. She said happily, "Baby, let's develop the photos." I honestly replied, "Mom, I'm all washed." Mother asked, "How did you wash it?" I said unconsciously, "I'll put the film flat first, then put the washing powder and soap into the water separately and wipe the film clean." Mom said in surprise, "honey, it's not washed like this." You have to use that kind of professional container and medicine to wash it. The photo was exposed ... "I suddenly realized.

I will study hard, master more knowledge and never do stupid things again.

My aunt works in the color film processing center. I always want to see how the photos are developed. Today, my aunt said that she would take me to work. I quickly took my interview book and wrote down the whole process.

When I came to the company, I first saw several big sisters busy in front of the computer. My aunt told me that they were picking up QQ, and all major photo studios uploaded photos on QQ. These big sisters are classified according to their needs, some need to develop photos, some need to make photo albums, and some need to make crystals. Then these photos are transferred to other computers and colored by colorists. I got fat after I saw the photo painted. I can't help asking my sister: Is it difficult to mix colors? The elder sister said that it was not difficult at all. I'll teach you one day, okay? That's great.

The photos were transferred to another computer and began to be typeset by typesetters. It turns out that the photo paper here is so big, 76× 120 cm, and several or even dozens of photos can be arranged on a piece of paper.

Finally, I came to the computer room and saw a big brother loading a large roll of photo paper, which was going to be packed in a dark room. I followed him in. Ah, it was so dark that I couldn't see anything, but my eldest brother skillfully touched it with his hand and soon installed it. I asked my eldest brother: why do you want to install it in a dark house? How inconvenient. Big brother smiled and said: photographic paper will be exposed as soon as it sees light, so it's useless, you know? Oh, I see! When I opened the door, I saw that the photo paper was put in a black box. My eldest brother pushed the black box into the machine and the machine began to work. The photos were washed, filtered and dried in the machine, and finally slipped out of the exit. -

Today is really an eye-opener for me. I didn't expect a small photo to go through so many steps to be developed. Before I left, I made an appointment with the elder sister. It will be interesting to learn color matching from her next time.

In my mind, there is always a beautiful and precious innocent memory-childhood. It is human nature to do stupid things in childhood. One of the things, when I think about it, the water in my mouth that I haven't swallowed will burst into laughter. Tell me about it.

It was a sunny day, my fifth birthday. After lunch-longevity noodles, my mother dressed me up for a while and then took me to take pictures. "Well, a little left, smiled. Make an action. " After several adjustments, a nearly perfect photo appeared with a click. My mother stroked my head with satisfaction: "honey, go home and eat cake." It will take a few days to develop the photos, and we will pick them up the day after tomorrow. "

When I heard this, I didn't look back, and my little brain was running fast: "Print photos?" I can, my mother is so stupid, and let others wash it, which is a waste of money! "Thinking of this, I grabbed the camera from the photographer. He thought I wanted to see the photos and didn't do anything to stop me. I ran to the bathroom with my camera, and he didn't say anything. After I entered the bathroom, the first thing I did was turn on the tap and wet the camera. I even squeezed hand sanitizer on it and sang, "La La La, I am an expert in developing photos. The photos I developed are really beautiful. "After about ten minutes, nothing was washed out. I threw away my poor camera in frustration and walked to my mother.

My mother was surprised. After losing money, she dragged me home angrily. On the way, I tried my best to explain, which made my mother angry and funny. You can imagine the consequences-you have to cut me some slack.

Students, was I cute when I was a child?

You must feel strange to see this topic. What's so interesting about developing photos? I'm telling you, your understanding is wrong, all wet. This "developing photos" is not developing photos, but developing them with water. Let me tell you something. One weekend in preschool, my parents went out to work, and I was the only one at home. After getting up, I ate my meal and wandered around the house, trying to find something new from somewhere. Aha, as I expected. I saw some photos in the corner of another room. I climbed into bed, took them off and read them with relish.

Seeing some photos are a little dirty, I think that after the clothes are dirty, my mother will wash them with water and laundry detergent. With this in mind, I came up with a "good idea". Wash the photos and dry them, so that the photos will be clean! I'm really proud of my idea. Just do as we say. Take the water first. "collapse!" The water is connected, so I have to move it down. "Hum! Hey! " I was so tired that I gasped, rested for a while and began to wash. I'll pour the laundry detergent into the water first, and then put those photos in it for development. Because I wanted to steal it for a while, I put all the photos that should be developed in it. I think: soak for a while and the photos will be clean, and soak for 5 minutes.

I want to play, so I watch TV. Five minutes after an animation. I ran to see my grades. When I saw them, I was blindsided. My grades ... tears kept spinning in my eyes. Just then, my mother came back and saw that I was about to cry. I looked at the pancake soup-like photo next to me and immediately understood. Smiled and said to me, "my little fool, can I develop the photos?" Once developed, the photos will rot. "Since then, I have never developed photos. This matter is still fresh in my memory. In retrospect, I can't help laughing.

It was Children's Day a few years ago when I was only six years old. My mother dressed me and took me to the yard to take pictures. In the flower bed, on the lawn, under the big tree ... my mother also taught me to pose a lot of beautiful postures. After returning home, my mother explained, "There is film in the camera, and you can see your photos after the film is developed." I can't wait to see my photos.

In the afternoon, my mother went to work. I can't wait to take out my camera from the drawer, take out a basin of clean water from the bathroom and wash it in the water. I wiped the camera and soaped it. After a while, I still saw no photos. So, I brought my mother's new laundry detergent, poured half a bottle and found a dish cloth. I carefully washed the camera shell, washed it again, washed it for a long time, but I still didn't take a picture. I thought it over. By the way, my mother said she wanted to wash it, and now she still has to wash it. So, I turned the tap on as high as possible and put the camera under it. "hey!" There was a flash of light. It gave me a big fright. After a pause, I found a small fruit knife, opened the camera cover, put a lot of soap on it, and then washed it thoroughly at the faucet, but the photo couldn't be washed out and I was covered in water. I thought, "Mom must be lying to me again. I'll get even with her when she comes back. "

In the evening, when my mother came back from work, I said angrily to my mother, "You are lying. I washed the camera out of the bubble and didn't show any photos. " Mom was dumbfounded and said, "silly boy, the photos are to be sent to the photo studio to be developed with special drugs, not with tap water!" " "I was blindsided when I heard this. My good camera was washed into a drowned rat. If my mother sees its poor face, will she get back at me? ...