A photo of Zhang Zhengui.

No matter in school or in society, you will inevitably come into contact with or use composition. Composition is a comprehensive and creative speech activity. Then the question comes, how to write an excellent composition? The following are the photos of Zhang Zhengui that I collected and arranged. Welcome to share.

A photo composition of Zhang Zhengui 1 There is a very precious photo on my desk. Every time I see this photo, I will think of my interesting experience.

One day, I went to Changsha Ecological Zoo with my parents and aunt Chen Jian by bus. I was very happy at that time, because I was going to see my favorite panda. I was disappointed to see only a few tigers and lions when I first entered. Suddenly, I saw many people gathered around a museum to see it. I thought it was my favorite panda, so I dragged my mother to have a look, but I couldn't squeeze in. I saw some elephants running behind. After I saw them, I vomited blood on the spot and thought, isn't it just a few elephants? It's worth being surrounded by so many people! At this moment, mother said, "shall we go to see the elephant?" I took one look and said disdainfully, "Hey! It's not fun anyway, just go and have a look! " At this time, I want to go to the toilet. I rushed up at the speed of Liu Xiang, thinking: I squeeze, I squeeze, I don't believe I can't squeeze out! A few minutes later, my mother, my father and my aunt crowded in. When we asked, the boss said, "We are performing now, come back next time!" " "I thought: What a terrible day! So, we did some shopping this afternoon. At this moment, I saw a foreigner. I want to say hello to him and take a photo with him. Later, I didn't say anything because I was too timid to take pictures with him. I said to my aunt again, "Aunt, it seems that we have never taken a photo. Do we support Zhang Ying? " Aunt said happily, "Good! "click!

This photo was born, this photo is the most precious wealth in my life!

Zhang Zhengui photo composition 2 Grandma's family is going to build a new house, and all the old things have to be moved out. In the process of moving, my brother found a photo album among all kinds of waste. Because there was a picture of his mother in the album, he brought it back in his bag.

The rest of the family were curious about what precious memories were kept in it, so they all sat down around the photo album. Open the photo album, which contains photos of my parents when they were young, and some photos with my grandparents, but one of them caught my mother's attention.

It was taken with my grandparents on my parents' wedding day. Mom said it was the only photo of her and grandpa. The mother in the photo is very happy, but her grandparents are not. Perhaps at that moment, they are even more reluctant to part with their precious daughter and go to another family life.

According to my mother, when she was young, cameras were still a rarity, and not everyone had them. If she wanted to take pictures, she had to go to a photo studio, because the economy was not good at that time and she seldom took pictures. Occasionally, I go to the photo studio and always want to take a picture of myself alone. When I grow up, I always want to get rid of my parents' control and like to be with my classmates and friends, so I ignore my parents, so I seldom take pictures together. Later, mobile phones became more and more convenient, but grandpa was ill and refused to face the camera, so that there were few photos left, let alone a group photo.

After mom saw the photo, her eyes turned red in an instant. That photo may be just a photo of a child and his parents to others, but it is extremely precious to his mother. That photo not only recorded the moment when my mother got married, but also was the only photo of her and her grandparents.

Maybe many years later, my mother misses her grandfather, and that photo will make her remember everything with her grandfather more clearly, and that photo will make her clearly see that her parents once loved her deeply. There are some yellowed photos, but they are extremely precious to my mother.

A photo of Zhang Zhengui's composition 3 This is a precious photo of the real scene taken by the reporter when the Japanese invaders bombed the Shanghai Railway Station on August 28th. 1937. There are only collapsed overpasses, tattered platforms, twisted tracks, brick fragments all over the floor … and a lonely crying little boy.

In the photo, it used to be a bustling railway station, and the streets were crowded with people of various identities: police, drivers, businessmen and students. Pull the car forward as far as possible and try to pull some guests; Small vendors kept pushing around in the crowd, selling their own small commodities, and had no time to wipe the sweat on their faces; From time to time in the distance came the shouts of newsboys and the sound of cars; People buy tourist goods in groups in shops, and no one expected that disaster would befall them. I think there were many people waiting for the bus at the station on the day of the incident, including the little boy's family in the photo. While their family was waiting for the train, suddenly there was a shrill and horrible alarm flying all over the sky, and then there was a buzzing sound in the distance. As soon as people heard it, they knew it was bombed by Japanese planes. The people at the station suddenly fell into chaos. Some people are busy looking for children, some are helping the elderly, some are taking luggage ... Unfortunately, several bombs fell on the railway station, and it suddenly turned into ruins. Suddenly, there was a heartbreaking cry from a little boy in the distance: "Dad! Mom! . "His crying is so helpless and tragic. No one around answered him, only the sound of the plane bombing in the air and the explosion of the bomb in the distance answered him. His parents were killed by evil bombs in this bombing, which made him young.

I think I don't know how many people lost their families, parents and sisters in that bombing ... how many people wandered the streets or starved to death like the little boy in the photo.

I look at this photo and feel that our life is much happier than those children. I sympathize with those children who have experienced war and smoke. I think it would be nice if there were no wars in this world. Those children can live a happy life like us.

Zhang Zhengui's photo composition 4 There are many photos in my electronic photo album, and there is a story behind each photo. One of the photos entitled "Be civilized and understand etiquette" recorded an unforgettable experience.

That was last autumn, my father was transferred to Hao Xue Primary School because of his work needs, and I was transferred to Hao Xiaosi (5) class. When I first arrived in the class, I was out of place in this class, and the achievements I made in my original school have become history. Facing this strange environment, I need to start from scratch and integrate into this big family as soon as possible. In order to get the recognition of my classmates, I urgently need an opportunity to show my strength.

Perhaps it is God's favor to me, and the opportunity has finally come. The school requires each class to select a student to participate in the speech contest of "Speaking Civilization and Knowing Etiquette", and the winner may be selected as "the star of the campus". I signed up with confidence and told my father the news at the first time. Dad just looked at me and said, "OK! It's just like my daughter, but come on, success belongs to those who are prepared. I wish you can stand out in this preliminaries. " After listening to my father's words, I suddenly became nervous, worried that I was incompetent, and bowed my head and said nothing. Dad seemed to see through my mind and said to me sternly, "Are you nervous before you start?" Don't worry, dad will help you. "

With the help of my father, I finished my speech first, and printed the revised manuscript and gave it to Mr. Zhang. He personally instructed me in the skills of speech and took pains over and over again until I mastered it. Then, my father asked the second-grade teacher to help me arrange the gestures and actions of the speech. With the attention of teachers and family, I finally got the qualification to represent the class. The next thing you can imagine, on the day of the final, I confidently stepped onto the stage, finished my speech gracefully and won the first place in my grade. I succeeded, got the recognition of my classmates and proved my existence.

This photo is a precious shot left by the photographer at the last moment. It recorded not only a speech contest, but also an unforgettable experience when I was growing up. This experience can only be summed up in one word, and that is love!

Zhang Zhengui's Photograph 5 "Time flies, the sun and the moon fly". Time is gone forever. On this day, I saw the old photos of Zhang Zhengui again.

I couldn't help laughing when I took out the photo, and two lovely faces appeared in front of me.

You see, I smile so brightly in the photo, my eyes are narrowed into a line, my mouth is wide open, my teeth are as white as snow, and my eyebrows are raised like a little moon. Look at my little hair again. Her hair is clean and looks very energetic! Of course, the most attractive thing is her smiling face. Her eyebrows and eyes are smiling, and her smile is as bright as mine. We hugged each other tightly and looked innocent!

The photo recorded our pure friendship. At that time, we were only three or four years old, and it was a good time to play. At that time, my hair and I were dressed in blue and played the Smurfs in cartoons. Shuttling through the jungle of trees, we ran and laughed, leaving the adults behind, and the two "little Smurfs" chattered nonstop, like birds out of the cage. The lake behind me is exceptionally clear, which seems to witness this wonderful moment. After playing for a while, she dragged me to a small pavilion alone and said to me with an album in her hand, "This is all the photos we played together. I'm leaving! " "I heard that, I feel incredible. I slowly flipped through this photo album, and there are always two smiling faces in the photo. We have been inseparable friends since childhood. I couldn't help crying and sat quietly in a small pavilion with her, chatting. That sunset, I and her shadow is particularly long. In recent years, although I have other friends, I have been thinking about her.

Happily, a few years later, we met again and she came back! We went to school together, played together, and were inseparable. This friendship is irreplaceable by others ... This precious old photo witnessed our friendship, witnessed our separation and reunion, and left our best memories.

Zhang Zhengui's Photo Composition 6 Every child has some precious photos in his childhood, and each photo has an interesting story. From my photos, I found my favorite photo, which is the story of my mother and I chasing seagulls on the beach.

It was an afternoon on Australia's Gold Coast, and my mother and I were playing on the beach. Just when I was having fun, suddenly, I found a little seagull. I wanted to run to scare it, so I ran after it. As a result, the little seagull kept running, took me around in a big circle, exhausted me and flew away quietly.

I watched the seagull turn around. I was hungry, so I gave it some bread. Unexpectedly, this piece of bread attracted a group of small seagulls, all scrambling to ask me for bread. I had to give all the bread to the seagulls. However, they are still in hot pursuit. I have an idea. So, while the little seagull was not looking, I secretly caught a handful of sand and threw it to the seagull. As a result, seagulls scrambled to grab "food". Get out! Or the seagulls will come to ask for something again. But the seagull was faster than me, and immediately knew there was no food there, so he came to trouble me again. I threw more sand in the same direction. Hey! Why are seagulls still fighting for food? Really not long memory. Finally, I ran away at the speed of my "Scud" until the seagull became "Spot".

Finally, I wrote the words "Little Coke is here to visit" on the beach with a branch, and threw a Shui Piao into the sea with a stone, and finally left the beach contentedly.

The photos recorded our past and made me feel the happiness of my mother and grandmother traveling with me. Now look at the photos, and the events of a long time ago are revived in front of our eyes.

A photo composition of Zhang Zhengui 7 Hello everyone, I am a photo, ugly and small. The key is still surrounded by a cloud of fog, blurring the whole body. I can only vaguely see what the young master feeds a kind old man. But even so, I ranked first in the photo album. According to the young master, it is the most important position. The young master often looks at me happily with a petal-like mouth.

According to the young master, my birthplace is Yancheng, where there are "lush vegetation, many rivers and flowers." There are many lotus flowers in the river, and the lotus root is very productive every year! ("Shan Hai Jing Yancheng"), there is also the young master's favorite food-lotus root starch round.

You see, it's cold outside, and the young master and grandma are busy beside the ancient earthen stove. I saw grandma taking a bath in the steaming pond. Then, the "big flower goose" hiding under the water seems to have quarreled. First, a few sneaked up, then a few, gradually, floated and fell, so cute! What a beautiful view it is that "the peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the geese are prophets in the spring water heating". Suddenly, grandma gently scraped the little master's nose with her hand covered with flour, and her eyes smiled into a line: "Little greedy cat". Hehe, it turns out that the young master is already "salivating" when he looks at the round lotus root starch in the pot.

So grandma dug out a few floating lotus root powder balls from the pot, still steaming, but the young master couldn't care so much, so she quickly opened one with chopsticks and sent it to her mouth. A little hot. But it tastes delicious and moistens the mouth, as if stepping on colorful clouds and traveling all over the sky, and the breeze is better than a fairyland. It is really delicious. Maybe the unattainable sister Chang 'e really wants a bowl of grandma's lotus root starch.

The young master said that she quietly named the lotus root dumpling made by grandma "Warm Heart". At this time, the little master stood on tiptoe and sent a hot "warm heart" to grandma's mouth. At this time, the mother who came in from the outside took this scene. So I was born.

Now I am taken to Suzhou by my young master. Whenever I miss my grandma, my young master will come to see me. Because I will always record the little master's love for grandma.

Zhang Zhengui's photo portfolio 8 In my living room, there is a big fish tank with my photos on it. That was taken when I passed the yellow belt exam in Taekwondo.

My eyes in the photo are very firm, looking at the distance, as if there is no difficulty I can't overcome. It was a summer vacation, and my mother said that she had signed me up for a taekwondo class. I went with joy and curiosity, only to find that this is a very difficult course, and I have to train for three to four hours every weekend. Every time I come home from training, I pick up a comic book and lie on the ground, because I don't even have the strength to stand up and can't get up. In the meantime, I also made jokes. I didn't know how to tie my belt when I was just learning. Just tie a knot every day, and it will be loose after running. Fortunately, the students enthusiastically helped me fasten my belt, and we also established a deep friendship. Every time you learn a new move, you have to learn for two weekends! Practice this action thoroughly for everyone. As long as one classmate is wrong, everyone should start all over again, so that everyone will not be wrong. Time flies, and it's time for the yellow belt exam in a blink of an eye. Everyone is getting more and more serious. Tai Chi, the main content of the exam, has been practiced countless times. Although tired, everyone is tired and happy. Finally, the day came, "Please let Xilin, XX, XX play!" " After the exam, the coach said loudly, "All passed!" Yeah! I jumped three feet for joy! The coach picked up the camera. "Hey!" The coach took this photo.

Every time I see a photo, I will recall the dribs and drabs of learning Taekwondo, which constantly inspires me and makes me forge ahead. It also made me understand that if you want to win honor or overcome difficulties, you must pay your own sweat and unremitting efforts.

Zhang Zhengui's photo composition 9 There are many wonderful memories of childhood, and stacks of photo albums are enough to prove it.

Among many photos, one photo is extremely precious in my heart. Because this photo makes me feel the joy of success, and also makes me understand the truth that "nothing is difficult in the world, I am afraid that there is a will."

It was taken when I was in the first grade, when I was feeding birds in the birdhouse of the Institute of Agricultural Sciences. You see, I'm as timid as a mouse in the photo, with a tight frown and half-closed eyes. My left arm was bent by the feed, and a bird perched on my arm and pecked at the feed.

That day, I just entered the bird feeding garden, and lively birds twittered as if welcoming me. Looking at these lovely birds, I thought it was fun and easy to feed them, so I swaggered into the aviary with a cup of feed in one hand. But as soon as I entered the bird feeding garden, the feed in my hand was immediately discovered by this large group of birds. They came at me like a hive of bees. I was scared out of my wits and threw all the feed on the ground at once. I abandoned my helmet and armor and hurried out of the bird-feeding garden. Birds twittered and rushed to the ground to eat feed. Their screams seemed to laugh at me.

I looked at the birds with an embarrassed face. The uncles and aunts standing by are out of coke. My mother comforted me, encouraged me and taught me how to succeed. At the same time, he handed me a pack of feed, and I thought to myself: Is an upright villain still afraid of these humble birds? What a joke! I must learn my lesson this time. So I ventured into the bird feeding garden again, according to my mother's method: first cover the feed with my hands, and then slowly expose the feed to the birds. Sure enough, only one bird found the feed in my hand and flew to me. It stopped in my hand and pecked at the feed. My hand was tickled by a small paw, and I was a little scared, but I succeeded after all. Just then "click", my mother took this funny photo of me.

Feeding the birds this time not only made me feel the joy of success, but also gave me confidence to overcome difficulties: no matter what difficulties I encounter in the future, I will recall this photo and strive for success.

Zhang Zhengui photo composition 10 "OK, look at the camera and smile!" "Click", in this way, the best memories of childhood will always be fixed at that moment.

At that time, I put on makeup and wore a small white gauze skirt, which was simply a beautiful little princess! Although it's raining, I'm very happy, because the children in Class Three are going to perform at Guali Theatre on behalf of the school!

Looking at the photos, my thoughts can't help but go back to those days before the performance. We danced in pairs, and my partner happened to be Miss Huang. She is very kind to me and always guides me patiently in every practice. To tell the truth, I'm not very good at dancing. I always look around and step on Miss Huang's foot several times. Maybe they chose me to join the dance team because I am cute! I think Miss Huang must have regretted it.

For a few days, I was in a really bad mood! How could I be so stupid? Other children can learn it as soon as they learn, and I'm all thumbs in how to practice. "Jingjing, what do you want? Do you feel that you are not good enough? You can practice if you can't dance well. The key is to be serious. " I looked at Miss Huang's kind smile and nodded gently. "I think your expression is the cutest and sunniest, really!" Teacher Huang deliberately emphasized the tone. In this way, with the encouragement of Mr. Huang, I regained my confidence.

On the day of the performance, I couldn't help but get nervous again. Teacher Huang held my hand and smiled at me, as if to say to me, "Come on, definitely!" " The music started and we walked into the dance floor in pairs. ...

I really miss Miss Huang!

Zhang Zhengui's Photographs 1 1 There is a small photo album on my desk, which contains a photo of Zhang Zhengui. It is neither my friend nor my family. who is it?

You must start from scratch. It was a hot summer, and we went to Mount Tai. At the foot of the mountain, when I bought bamboo sticks in the shop, I saw a mountain picker sorting out the goods and preparing to go up the mountain. I heard that mountaineers walk very fast. I thought to myself, "with such heavy goods, they can't walk faster than me." I want to compete with them today. " So I climbed the mountain with him. We walked and talked, enjoying the beautiful scenery of Mount Tai. After a walk, I was gradually left behind by him. When I caught up with him again, I saw him smoking in a small pavilion in Maling. I really don't believe that I can't walk past him. I am determined to surpass him this time. I also had a rest and set off again. This time I walked very fast, and in a short time, I reached the eighteenth set. When I looked back, I saw that the mountain bearer had been left behind by me, and I was very proud. At this time, I began to appreciate the scenery again. Just when I realized this, the mountain bearer walked past me again ... to Wu Songling, where I saw him wiping his sweat, and I really didn't want to go again, so I had a rest. The mountain bearer packed his things and continued to walk to the top of the mountain. When I came to the top of the mountain, he was exchanging goods. This time, I really admire him. So, I talked to him.

I asked him, "Why do you walk so fast?" He smiled and replied, "I've been concentrating on going up, and I'm not distracted, but you're walking and watching the scenery, so you're walking slowly ..." At this moment, I suddenly realized. My father quickly took this moment by the side ... I have always treasured this photo. Whenever I see it, I will think of what the mountain man said to him: concentrate on progress and don't be distracted. This sentence has always inspired me to study hard and never stop.

Zhang Zhengui's photographic composition 12 "Click, Click" has left many beautiful memories in my life. When I opened the photo album, the most unforgettable thing was my photo with Uncle Guo.

Opening the floodgate of memory seems to have happened yesterday. I remember it was a Sunday morning in October last year. When I was doing my homework at home, I suddenly got a call from Mr. Li, a wind band, asking me to put on my dress and bring my musical instrument at once and gather under the flagpole of the district government square to see Guo, a famous national model worker, off. At that time, I felt extremely proud and proud.

I know a lot about Grandpa Guo's love deeds from TV and newspapers. /kloc-over the past six years, he has donated half of his total salary to the Hope Project, helped 180 poor students, helped 180 families and donated more than 60,000 milliliters of blood in 20 years. He also launched a donation campaign to help more than 65,438+0,000 children.

Guo Bobo was seen off by the "Love Team", "Wind Band" and "Etiquette Flower Team" at the airport that day. As Uncle Guo hasn't come yet, our band is practicing welcome songs and farewell songs at the airport. Suddenly, cheers rang out from the crowd. I saw Guo Bobo wearing a light gray suit and a pair of glasses shining in white, striding towards us. The captain of "Guo Aixin Team" made a short speech, and then our loud trumpet sounded. Uncle Guo was attracted by our loud trumpet and couldn't wait to come and hug us. Our flower team also tied a bright red scarf to Uncle Guo. Uncle Guo was very excited at that time and gave everyone a very grand ceremony to join the team. Then Uncle Guo took a group photo with each of our teams. He encouraged us to study hard and finally left us reluctantly.

I put this precious photo on my desk, which often reminds me of a sentence by Uncle Guo: "Those who are ambitious must have a big mind, and those who are conscious must have lofty goals." It always reminds me to learn from Uncle Guo and be a hardworking, honest and caring person!

Zhang Zhengui 13 In my diary, there is a yellow photo. There are two people on it, one is me and the other is my best friend, Xiao Wang, who has transferred to another school. Behind him is a shady meadow. Every time I see this photo, my nose can't help being sour. That happy time is shown repeatedly in my mind like a movie. ...

When I was 9 years old, I joined a football class with Xiao Wang. We play football very well and cooperate seamlessly. Soon, we joined the first team and participated in the competition in Guandu District of Kunming on behalf of the football class. We cherish this game very much, because I know that Xiao Wang will transfer to Hangzhou in the fourth grade, and this is the last time I play football with him.

In order to play more games with Xiao Wang, the whole team is working hard and struggling. In the end, we finally made it to the final-but we got off to a bad start and our opponent scored two goals. Suddenly, the players were completely confused. At this time, Xiao Wang stepped forward and said in a tone of a mobile phone: "Don't lose heart, just go back as long as you have a goal!" This is my last football match with you, but I can't lose! "well! In order to leave a best memory for Xiao Wang, the players made great efforts and finally pulled back two goals with their tacit cooperation. Everyone agrees that two tigers are not allowed in one mountain. What's the point of winning the championship with your opponent? So, at the last moment of the race, we released all the energy, and little Huali Wang turned and overtook, yeah!

After the game, I hooked up with Xiao Wang and took away this permanent memory. In front of the two soccer balls, behind them is the green field of the game, "32 1- potato", and the happy time seems to be fixed in this precious photo forever.

Zhang Zhengui's photographic composition 14 time, like running water, never goes back; Time is like a ruthless sword; Time is like a fallen flower, and it will not bloom for a year. However, photos can keep our moments, our happiness, happiness, sadness and sadness. ...

In my attic, there is such a photo of Zhang Zhengui-for me, it is graduation photo in my primary school. Although it has not been stored for a long time, it is all a small memory of my primary school. Looking at graduation photo, it seems that time has turned back and died, stopping at that moment, familiar campus, familiar trees, familiar classmates ... but this time it gave me a different feeling.

At that time, we all wore white coats and had a heated discussion under the big tree, as if we were all happy after graduation. At that time, we were innocent. When we started taking pictures, we lined up and "sandwiched" the teachers in the middle. Our expression is not as happy as when we just discussed it, but serious, as if it were a solemn ceremony. After the big group photo, we took photos with our teachers and classmates alone. Although our smiles are brilliant, our hearts are a little sad. On graduation day, I looked at the campus and the classroom, as if to say, "Next summer, the classroom will be full of people, but it's a pity that it's not us." Reluctantly, I left the campus.

"Swallows have gone, and there is a time to come again; Willow withered, there is a time to green again; The peach blossom withered, but it blossomed again. But smart, tell me, why are our days gone forever? " Yes, time is gone forever. We should cherish a moment and grasp youth.

Zhang Zhengui's Photographic Composition 15 Today, when I have nothing to do, I opened the photo album. All the photos bear the memories of the past and are intriguing. Suddenly, a "lovely" photo caught my eye.

This is a photo taken by graduation photo in front of the school building in June this year. There is a title above the photo: 20xx graduation photo of Longmen Xie Yang Primary School in xinluo district, Longyan City. There are 47 students in our class and more than 20 teachers in our school.

I stared at these lovely faces and recalled an incident that happened in our class.

There is a long experience in this matter. It was a dance competition in the fifth grade. There are five girls in our class, and I am one of them. The name of this dance is "Always Ready". The rehearsal of this dance lasted for a semester. At first, the teacher asked us to start with the basic skills of dancing: leg press, bending, splitting, forward tumbling and backward tumbling ... The first one was leg press. I put my right foot on the railing, stand up straight with my left foot, then lean my waist to the right and lean my head on my right foot as much as possible. I looked down, and then I let out a scream: "Ah-"Everyone was shocked. But it really hurts. However, I still carefully completed the following contact project, for fear of being injured again. This is really "once bitten, twice shy"! Through the efforts of our whole class, we finally won the first place in the June 1 ST literary performance of the whole school.

Now we are about to enter junior high school, and the students are going their separate ways. The past came to my mind like a movie. Looking at the photos, I think of those lovely classmates, those teachers who inculcate, and a wonderful childhood.