Precious photos

Precious photo 500 words 1 This is1a precious photo of the real scene taken by the reporter when the Japanese invaders bombed Shanghai Railway Station on August 28, 937. 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.

Precious photos: 500 words, two photos are the medium to store good times. In my family, the most precious thing is not the family photo, but the CT image of grandpa. Speaking of which, there is another wonderful story.

When my grandfather was 20 years old, he worked as a chef in a small restaurant and my grandmother worked as a cashier at the counter. At that time, my grandmother was very popular, and many people admired her secretly. My grandfather was one of them, but he was afraid to say it because of his timid personality. It was not until that day that their beautiful friendship was realized.

Grandpa was busy that day and suddenly felt a shock. "Earthquake!" Grandpa reacted immediately. But before he finished, the crowded restaurant in front of him was in ruins, and the flying dust covered the sky.

After several searches, my grandfather found my grandmother, who was black and blue and dying. "Can't sleep! Wake up! " Grandpa cried and shouted. "Don't waste your energy-it seems that I can't get out today-you must-live for me!" Grandma said weakly. Then there was another aftershock, and the broken beams fell one after another, breaking a bone in grandpa's calf, but grandpa endured severe pain. While saving my grandmother, I muttered "Don't sleep-I'm here-". Finally, I collapsed exhausted. After 20 hours, rescuers finally found them. The doctor who treated my grandfather said, "Coincidentally, the fracture on CT really looks like a heart. It seems that you are very destined? " Just as the doctor said, two years later, they got married and became the immortal couple envied by thousands of people, and lived happily ever after. This CT film has also become a witness to the love of grandparents.

Now this CT film of my grandfather is treasured by my parents. I hope this sincere feeling can be passed down and will last forever.

Precious photos 500 words 3 There are many photos in my little photo album. As I get older, these photos can no longer hold my little photo album. I still lost some old photos, but I have been reluctant to throw away the photos on my birthday, because it brought me joy and made me unforgettable.

In the photo, 1 1 a little girl sat around a big cake and wolfed down the cake on her plate, her mouth full of cream. One of them is very happy, because today she is a birthday girl, and this is a birthday party.

When is this? I racked my brains and thought hard.

I remember! I remember! It was when I was in kindergarten that I was invited to a grand birthday party. We all brought presents.

Wearing a cone-shaped hat, ten of us (except the birthday girl) each took a good match, and with the cooperation of Qi Xin of * * * *, we finally lit ten petals one by one. As soon as these two lotus flowers are lit, they slowly bloom into delicate flowers, and the thin lines on the petals are shining with golden light, which contains our expectations. Happy birthday comes from the lotus in the flowers. We sang to the music, and beautiful songs echoed in the room. In the beautiful song, the birthday girl closed her eyes and made a wish silently. After singing the song, the birthday boy took a deep breath, puffed up his cheeks and blew out all the candles with a whoosh. "good! Good! " We clapped our hands and shouted. The birthday girl smiled and began to divide the cake. As soon as we got the cake, we ate it as eagerly as refugees who had been hungry for five days. In a short time, we became the so-called "Xiaohua Mall at sixes and sevens" and started playing tricks on each other. At this happy moment, the mother of the birthday girl raised her camera and "clicked" to take a picture of this life.

How wonderful the memories of childhood are! Thanks to these photos, these happy moments can be preserved. I will never give up this photo.

Precious photo 500 words 4 I have a photo, which is the most precious and beautiful one of all my photos and unique. Because that photo was taken when I was playing in Korea.

When I was a child, my parents took me to travel to Korea. This is my first time to go abroad and my first time to travel far away. When I arrived in Korea, everything I saw was fresh and fun. My parents took me to visit the beautiful scenery in Korea, tasted Korean food and took me to some interesting places. I am very happy every day. One day, we went to the shopping center to buy clothes for my father. That shopping mall is tall and big, standing there like a giant. The shopping center has five floors. The first floor sells cosmetics, the second floor sells clothes, the third floor sells children's products, the fourth floor is a game hall, and the fifth floor is a place to eat. There is a lot of space on each floor, and it feels too tired to walk around. Every floor is very busy and crowded, and people are busy buying their favorite items as souvenirs!

When we took the elevator to the third floor, I saw a lovely giraffe plush toy, which was very beautiful. It has colored spots on its body, a long neck, and proudly stretches upward, as if to reach the roof. A pair of big eyes with long eyelashes looked at me unblinkingly, as if to make friends with me. I like it so much that I really want my mother to buy it for me. Mother said, "Giraffes are so big that it is really difficult to take them back. If you like, we can take a picture as a souvenir! " "I promised my mother. So, I held the giraffe's neck affectionately, made a beautiful gesture, and only heard a "click". This precious photo with the giraffe was instantly saved by my mother in my mobile phone. I think this is the most beautiful photo I have ever taken.

This is my most precious photo. After all, this is my first trip abroad! Of course, I am also very grateful to my mother for taking this precious photo for me. As soon as I saw it, I remembered my pleasant trip to Korea.

Precious photo 500 words 5 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.

Precious photo 500 words 6 There is a special photo in my photo album. There are four people in the photo. My father is hugging me. Between mom and dad, there is an uncle I am not very familiar with. The four of us took a group photo together on the road behind my house.

I have heard from my parents since I was a child that my uncle is my benefactor and the benefactor of the whole family. According to my father, I only went to a small kindergarten class two days ago. My neighbor's child, Wen Wen, and I rode our cars to the road behind the house. We were riding behind a parked unloading truck, and suddenly the truck began to move backwards. I didn't know what was going on at that time. The truck pushed my car down and I was caught in the gap between the car and the ground. The truck pushed my car back and forth. At this extremely critical moment, the uncle in the photo shouted: "Children! Kid! The child is under the car! " Uncle Du shouted with all his strength, but the truck driver still didn't hear him, and he didn't stop and reverse immediately. At this time, Uncle Du shouted and ran away. My uncle had carried me out from under the truck before it stopped. When my family arrived, my uncle had been holding me for a long time. Dad took me from Uncle Du and held me in his arms for a long time. Grandpa, grandma, dad and mom were particularly moved and burst into tears. They just kept saying, "Thank you! Thank you, thank you ... "

Maybe it's because I am young. Although I experienced it personally, I didn't know it at the time. What a touching story this is. The day after this happened, Mom and Dad specially invited Uncle Du to take a photo with us. I will always cherish this precious photo, always remember the touching story behind the photo, and always remember the people in the photo I want to thank for a lifetime.

In the morning, I found my grandfather carefully sorting out some yellowed black and white photos and picking them up from time to time to study them carefully.

Curious, I quickly ran to my grandfather. Grandpa was fondling a photo, and all he saw was a photo of a gray-haired grandmother and a handsome young man. "Who is this?" I pointed to the person in the photo and asked curiously. Grandpa smiled and said, "This is my mother and me." I opened my mouth wide and asked in surprise, "Is this you?" Grandpa nodded and said, "Yes, my mother and I took this picture in the lonely mountain fifty years ago. At that time, the traffic was inconvenient, so it took us two hours to walk from Taijiang to the foot of Gushan Mountain. After a short rest, we began to climb the mountain. The mountains at that time were not as wide as they are now. There are not so many roads to the top of the mountain, there are no pavilions on the road, and there is no place to buy food and drink. " "Aren't you thirsty and tired?" I can't help asking when I think that my parents carry bags of snacks and various drinks every time they take me to climb the lonely mountain. "Yes, when you are tired, you can rest by the grass. When you are thirsty, you can drink the spring water on the mountain. You can drink it at will without polluting the spring water. I couldn't walk any further, so I grabbed grandma's hand and climbed up slowly. This was taken by an old man with a camera on his back when we climbed halfway up the mountain. "

Grandpa pointed to the photo and said, "This is the first photo I took when I was a child and the only photo I took with my mother. Now my living conditions are good and I don't lack anything, but I can't forget the bitter days before! " We can't forget that under the leadership of the Communist Party of China (CPC), earth-shaking changes have taken place in our motherland. "

I listened to my grandfather's words, looked at the photos and nodded thoughtfully, thinking to myself: I must cherish the beautiful life now, study hard and make contributions to the motherland and society when I grow up!

Precious photos 500 words 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.

Precious photos 500 words 9 One afternoon, the sun was shining. Mom was turning over something, so I ran to have a look, ah! It turned out to be a photo of me when I was a child. Mom said that this is her most precious thing! It recorded my little bits and pieces.

The first photo, you see, was the first day I was born, and I was crying! At that time, my two fleshy little hands were clenched into two small fists, and I was lying naked in the hospital stroller crying. I was embarrassed to see it. I turned over a photo and recorded my colorful childhood. From birth to ten years old, every photo can remind me of a past event. One of the photos is still fresh in my memory.

It was an afternoon when I was five years old. It's summer, and the scorching sun seems to melt the earth. I'm standing by the swimming pool in a mini swimsuit. I'm afraid to get into the water, because this is my first time swimming! My mother encouraged me, and I jumped into the water trembling, ah! A chill spread all over the body. I fell in love with swimming the first time I got into the water. I giggled in the photo. At that time, I was able to swim happily and freely in the water with my swimming ring!

After reading this photo, I noticed another photo-that was taken by my family at Gulangyu beach in Xiamen when I was eight years old. In the photo, my parents and I are barefoot and smiling happily at the sea. My face is as red as an apple, that's because we ran on the beach for a long time. But mom and dad are not affected at all, and their faces are filled with happy smiles.

Page after page of photos also moved me, because it was not easy for my parents to raise me from one year old to ten years old! From now on, I will also record my precious time with my parents, which will be my most precious spiritual wealth in the future.

Precious photo 500 words 10 A photo, printed with the lost years; A photo contains beautiful memories; A photo, with a long friendship. ...

This is graduation photo. In the photo, "Noodles" laughs funny, and Xiao Yang is very serious ... On the other hand, I have a sad face ... This very ordinary photo in everyone's eyes is engraved with our different lush years, full of bits and pieces of six years of primary school life. Whenever my eyes touch those familiar faces, my heart can't help but be choppy.

I still clearly remember the bleak autumn wind that day, and I came to school dressed up. At this point, the classroom is full of people. I couldn't calm down when I was sitting in my seat, so I chatted with my best friend: "Hey, do you want to shoot graduation photo?" "alas! I don't want to! " "Why?" "I think I will leave soon. How time flies! " I turned around and said to myself, yes! How time flies! It's almost time to say goodbye. ...

Guided by the photographer, we came to the playground. The wind was cold and the whole playground was empty. At that moment, no one was noisy, and everyone was like holding a heavy stone in their hearts and being at the mercy of the photographer. Soon, we stood in our own position, ready to shoot. "Click" sound, as if time is forever fixed in this second, we are some laughing, some strange, and some are still reluctant. ...

Back in the classroom, the students cried badly. Instead of crying, I began to whisper: I thought six years was a long time, and I thought our laughter could reverberate on the playground for a long time. ...

Ah-how time flies! This photo preserves the love and friendship of our Class 6 (3). I will keep it forever. ...

Precious photo 500 words 1 1 Whenever I open the photo album, I will see the most precious photo-a photo of me and Sister Moon. Whenever I see this photo, I always think of going to Beijing to take part in the competition.

I remember that on a sunny morning, I went to the dance class of Qixing Art School, only to see the teacher come into the classroom with a big smile and say to us, "Students, we are going to take part in a competition in the charming Beijing campus this summer vacation."

"Yes! Great! " The class cheered in unison.

Don't be too happy, there are 32 people in our class, and only 15 people can take part in the competition this time. The teacher's words were like a pot of cold water poured on our heads, and the classroom was suddenly silent. Everyone is silently looking forward to becoming one of 15 people.

After several selections, I was lucky enough to be selected to participate in the competition.

How time flies! It's game time in a blink of an eye. We got on the plane with both nervous and excited feelings. After two hours' flight, we finally arrived at the stadium. As soon as I walked into the stadium, wow! It's really lively. There are children from all over the country. They are all full of energy and are preparing for the game. My heart is pounding and I'm very nervous. At this moment, I saw a familiar figure-Sister Moon. I shouted excitedly, "Look, it's Sister Moon!" The children also shouted the name of Sister Moon. Sister Moon is very kind. She came over with a smile, patted us on the shoulder and said, "Come on! I look forward to your good grades. " We quickly took out our notebooks and pens for Yueyue to sign. Sister Moon smartly signed her name in the notebook and took some photos with us.

Sister Moon's kindness calmed us down a lot. On that day, we successfully completed the competition and won the gold medal.

Every time I see this most precious photo, it will bring back that wonderful memory.

Precious photos 500 words 12 Every child will have 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.

Precious photo 500 words 13 On my desk, there is a photo I took standing in front of Qingyun Mountain Waterfall. Whenever I see this photo, I can't help but recall the scene of visiting Qingyun Mountain.

On that day, I was so happy that I couldn't get up early at dawn, packed my things and went to Qingyun Mountain in Yongtai with my parents happily. Grandfather Sun also showed his smiling face early, sprinkling a layer of golden sunshine on the earth.

The car bypassed the eighteen bends of the mountain road and finally reached Qingyun Mountain. I can't wait to get off. I saw the clouds around Qingyun Mountain, and the whole mountain seemed to be covered with a thin layer of white gauze, which really gave people an immersive experience. We followed the tour guide up the mountain one after another, with trees on both sides of the mountain road and changing scenery.

Suddenly I heard the roar of the waves ahead and the earth-shattering sound. There was a waterfall flying ahead. The waterfall was crowded with tourists, and we quickly chose the best viewing spot to enjoy the majestic momentum of the waterfall. Standing by the pool, the waterfall, like Qianshan Mountain, collapses all over the world, looking so boundless, so turbulent and so majestic. I can't help but think of Li Bai's poem "Flying down three thousands of feet, suspecting that the Milky Way has set for nine days."

Dad said, "It's now or never. Take a picture! " My mother asked me to pose, and my father took a beautiful photo with a camera "click". Then we reluctantly left and continued to watch.

Now as soon as I see this photo, I think of the happy scene of going to Qingyun Mountain and the majestic momentum of the waterfall.

Precious photo 500 words 14 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 also 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.

Precious photo 500 words 15 In my photo album, there is a photo that is my favorite and my most precious photo. It was when I was in the second grade, when spring was blooming, the teacher took us to Qingyuan Mountain for a spring outing and took pictures for us. Looking at Zhang Zhengui's photos, I seem to have returned to that day.

We came to the foot of the mountain, ah! The rolling Qingyuan Mountain is really high! The teacher said to us, "The mountain here is very steep, and the road on the mountain is very steep, so it is difficult to walk!" " If you don't walk well, you will fall down. So everyone should pay attention to safety! "We all said," Teacher, we know ... we will pay attention to safety. " The teacher said, "It's good to know. You should also remember a sentence,' Climbing a mountain is not afraid of fatigue, and persistence is victory'. " "。 We said, "I see."

When we started climbing the mountain, we chased each other like clever little monkeys. There were more waves of laughter and laughter in the mountains. We climbed to the top of the mountain while singing cheerful songs, ah! We climbed halfway up the mountain, that is to say, we came to the Woods. By that time, we were exhausted and sweaty. But we believe that persistence is victory. So, we continued to walk to the top of the mountain. We walked and looked at the Woods. Ah! The trees in the forest are green, the grass under the trees is green, and there are colorful wildflowers everywhere, and the flowers are overflowing, which is really refreshing. Birds in the sky and trees are singing, and the winding path stretches into the distance.

Almost to the top of the mountain! Obana: I saw a steep slope ahead, so I bravely rushed up. Everyone praised Obana. How brave I am! Xiaohong also wanted to rush up and have a look, but she rushed up and slipped down. I saw it and said to her, "I'll pull you up." Xiaohong said, "Thank you." I took her hand and pulled hard. But I can't pull it. Xiao Gang saw it. He reached out his hands and gave Xiaohong a push. Xiao Gang said, "Let me help you." Xiaoming at the back said, "Come on." Xiaohong went up! She is very happy! Seeing this touching scene, the teacher picked up the camera and clicked.

This photo has become my best memory.