Write a composition of 6 words around a photo.

1. Write a composition with a photo (about 6 words)

My inscription in the mirror: Friend, when the autumn frost of the years has dyed this black hair, can you stand in front of the mirror full of relief and happiness without shame? Mirrors have always been out of touch with us men

As time goes by, I seem to have forgotten my appearance. Sometimes, I vaguely think of my childish face when I graduated from primary school a few years ago. Has this childish face changed now? I really have no time to take care of it.

One day, while I was reviewing my lessons at my desk, my mother called me, "Xiao Tong, come and try on this dress." It's a silver-gray suit with a purple striped tie.

I got excited and dressed neatly. "Mom, what's up?" My mother didn't comment, but she just chuckled and pushed me to the mirror.

huh? Is that me? Straight suit, white shirt, purple tie and a crane brooch, how harmonious! I have become a handsome, young and confident young man! Tall, naturally curly hair naturally ups and downs, straight nose, emotional eyes, arrogant mouth, and a faint short beard on the side lip. Is this me? It seems like a long time before I came to my senses. Yes, this is me! I hardly know myself.

A few years ago, I was so short and naive. Although I missed the mirror, at this moment, looking at me in the mirror, the floodgate of memories was suddenly opened.

I remember my mother told me that when I was very young, I once climbed in front of the mirror and stared at me with surprised eyes for a long time. Then I reached out my little hand and tried my best to catch me in the mirror, but I found nothing. My mother hugged me away, and I looked at the mirror with my eyes wide open ... When I went to kindergarten, I began to look in the mirror often: my mother suspected that I had soiled my clothes, and when she came back from kindergarten every day, she always pushed me to the mirror and said, "Look at what you are dirty!" " I was reflected in the mirror in my beautiful dirty clothes and a handkerchief on my shoulder.

The usual urchin is as quiet as a little girl at the moment. Soon, I left the kindergarten that gave me happiness, ended my childhood without worries, put on my schoolbag, stepped into the threshold of primary school, and entered my youth.

from then on, I gradually alienated from the mirror. Maybe it's because I don't appear in front of the mirror many times, and I leave a deeper impression every time.

adolescence is pleasant. I attend classes, study and play games with my friends in primary school, just like the little yellow flowers in Shan Ye in spring, which are full of vigor and carefree.

The most unforgettable day is the day when I joined the youth team: I swore an oath under the team flag, and a senior classmate put a bright red scarf on me. After school, I ran home in one breath and stood in front of the mirror before even putting down my schoolbag.

I'm not tall in the mirror, and crew cut's short, high-cocked mouth is full of joy and pride. Suddenly, I felt that I lacked a handkerchief on my shoulder and a red scarf on my chest-I grew up! When I went to middle school, I gradually matured with the innocent steps of a teenager.

when I took off my red scarf and took the oath in front of the shiny group emblem again, I deeply felt that I was no longer a child and the burden on my shoulders was heavier. I stared at the emblem in the mirror, and my eyes were childish and thoughtful.

I said softly to myself in the mirror, "Young man. No, Comrade * * * Youth League members, never forget your pledge under the League ... "With the growth of age, my experience has deepened.

Life has brought me a lot of successful experiences and lessons of failure, and brought me a lot of happiness and troubles ... With these, I will complete the road of junior high school for three years. Yes, I grow up day by day.

I am not who I was yesterday, and I will be different tomorrow. I stared at the youthful face in the mirror and saw that there seemed to be wrinkles on my forehead. My stretched eyebrows couldn't help frowning slightly: Friend, when the autumn frost of the years dyed this black hair, can you stand in front of the mirror full of relief and happiness without shame? Looking at me in the mirror, looking at those confident eyes, I nodded, which was the affirmative answer chosen by a man. 2. Write a 6-word composition on the topic of photos

An unforgettable photo

Today, I opened my photo album and looked at the photos. Those little photos recorded my interesting childhood. However, what makes me feel the most interesting is the photo taken during my visit to the Three Gorges. In the photo, I wore a big brown straw hat, a life jacket, a bamboo pole and a boatman's dress ... < P > It was the summer vacation of grade four, and my family went to visit the Little Three Gorges. We sat down on a canoe and enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the Three Gorges. The Three Gorges, with its beautiful scenery and lush trees, looks so vibrant; The river is clear and the air is fresh, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. Occasionally, I can see macaques on the mountain. They are playing in the trees in groups of three and two. Coupled with the embellishment of songs on the bamboo rafts on the river, it is like a paradise!

we sat in the middle of the boat, and the boatman stood at the bow. We chatted for a while and sang songs for a while. Although there were only more than twenty people on board, the atmosphere was very lively. I was even more restless. I held out my hand for a while and looked around curiously ...

Suddenly, an uncle stood up and suggested to the boatman, "Uncle, why don't we row and take a picture?" Everyone echoed in unison: "OK! Ok! " The atmosphere on the ship is more active. Then, the boatman said with a smile, "That's all right! Let's draw a row, everyone has a chance! " After that, the boatman gave his "seat" to the uncle. Uncle put on a life-saving suit, a brown straw hat, a bamboo basket on his waist, and a long bamboo pole in his hand. After "armed to the teeth", he took a photo, rowed forward for about ten meters, and then returned to his seat.

"who wants to come!" "me!" I raised my hand to respond loudly, and there were waves of echoes in the valley. Then, I strode to the bow, "inherited" the boatman's "seat", and became "fully armed" like that uncle, and then I held the bamboo poles in my hands. "Click …" Dad fixed my air in the frame. At this time, other tourists were eager to try it, so I had to "give way".

in this way, I left this unforgettable photo. Seeing the photo, I seem to hear the laughter on the boat and see the beautiful scenery of the Three Gorges ...

I will keep this photo forever. 3. Composition: A photo is about 6 words

A photo is on my desk, and there is a photo, which is graduation photo, a classmate who graduated from the sixth grade, and is still in the most conspicuous place on my desk.

Looking back on our six-year life, it was sour and had; Sweet, had; Bitter, had; Spicy, there have been; Salty, too. I remember when we first met, no one knew anyone, but in the end, we were so reluctant and reluctant to part.

When we became students in Class One, all the students introduced themselves. I still vaguely remember that scene, some were funny, some were disgusting, and some were serious. It really made people cry. The students in our class are very United, especially in the activities organized by the school. The spirit of unity, friendship and mutual help was unconsciously excavated. When we won the award, the whole class was not happy. They all drew a "V" shape happily and shouted loudly: "Yeah!" That momentum is really spectacular, sweeter than eating honey.

If you have a sweet E79FA5E98193E58685E5EB9313333536431, you will cry. We all rank among the best in the collective exam, but who knows, just as we are all waiting for the championship this time, God knows, we actually fell behind one in the ranking of the complete works and won the runner-up. We are all very depressed, and we are disappointed. Cheer us up and encourage us to make progress. She didn't blame us, but told us the words that would restore our confidence with her clever mouth. Therefore, we believe that failure is the mother of success. After the baptism of this storm, we became more passionate about learning and worked harder. During this time, our classmates worked very hard. Finally, everything pays off, and we won back the first place that was exclusive to us.

This makes the bitterness in the process gradually fade away. The students in our class may have reincarnated their impatience, and they want to take immediate action in everything they do. As long as it is decided or negotiated, they will definitely be implemented immediately, which makes me inadvertently think of some spicy characters.

There are tears when you laugh. In the six years we have been together, we have got to know each other. As the saying goes, "When one side is in trouble, all sides will help." If a classmate in our class is bullied, we are absolutely duty-bound to get justice for her. Therefore, this makes the salty tears become very sweet and seep into our hearts ... A photo can fully evoke all kinds of interesting things in our beautiful childhood.

Every time I see this photo on the desk, my heart can't help feeling like an overturned five-flavor bottle, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, salty and full of five flavors. Each flavor is so meaningful, and each flavor contains our happy memories, which makes us have a delicious childhood. 4. Composition: Memories of a Photo in 6 words

Turning over the photo album of the years, I picked up a slightly yellowed photo, on which an uncle in his forties stood in front of an old house with his child just full moon in his arms and smiling. More than ten years ago, when I was a child, I played, ran and frolicked with my friends in the mud every day, and the feeling of happiness surrounded us. Tired, sit in the mulberry field and take a bath in the river. Adults picked up labor tools and worked hard in the fields. Although life is very full, there has always been a dream in the hearts of villagers, hoping that the village can be richer, which is the biggest dream in everyone's heart. The river in front of the door should be cleaned up; That old bridge needs repairing; The road should also be paved with cement; And these endless dreams are all looking forward to the arrival of new countryside, visiting villages and the whole of China!

when I opened a brand-new photo album, I picked up a color photo as bright as new, and behind it, new houses sprang up. Cement roads lead to all directions; Rivers are clear and bright. It's still the same person in the photo, but it seems to be smiling more happily! What is it, what makes a village change so much? Is it that the fairy waved a finger and changed the village greatly? If not, what will it be? I was thinking. At this moment, an old farmer smiled and said, "Look! This water, this road, this house, this bridge, is not a new countryside? ！” A hearty and unconstrained word tells the incomparable joy of thousands of farmers, and the new countryside has made thousands of farmers embark on the road to wealth. Make villages more beautiful and richer. Compared with now, the photos taken more than ten years ago show off the achievements of the new countryside: green lawns, beautiful flowers and snow-white fences. Listen, on the shore, the river sang a tinkling song. The harvester in the field also played a beat for him, and on the highway, the car couldn't help but play an intermission. People are filled with joy when they listen to the harmonious song of the new countryside. This has not only changed the face of the village, but also changed the people's support and love for the party!

when I open the photo album of the future, what is displayed in front of me is a modern combination of urban and rural areas! At that time, this harmonious song will be sung louder and louder, and the song will spread all over China! 5. 6-word composition An unforgettable photo

It's a little ashamed to mention "photography". At best, my two strokes are just "photography".

Although my photography career is not very long, there are countless films that I "ate", and the photos and negatives that are passable are also full of two cartons.

In my memory, what I remember most is a news photo called "Hostage Taking". It was this photo that won me the grand prize of the "Everyday New Beijing" photo contest jointly organized by Beijing Photographers Association, beijing daily messenger and Beijing Kunpeng Website. It is also this photo that makes me understand how difficult it is to get a valuable photo!

What is unforgettable is not the shining honor and generous bonus, but the origin of this photo is thrilling. At the same time, the fearless dedication of the police officers and political and legal journalists in the capital who are not afraid of bloodshed is still fresh in my mind.

On May 13th, 21, at three o'clock in the morning, while I was still asleep, I was suddenly awakened by a hurried phone call. The urgent voice came from the receiver: A hostage-taking case with an explosive device occurred in Beijing West Railway Station, which is extremely critical. Please rush to the scene immediately. The case is an order, and as a propaganda cadre in railway police, my first instinct is to rush to the crime scene without delay.

I jumped out of bed, grabbed my camera bag and interview book, went downstairs and took a taxi to Beijing West Railway Station. 6. Ask for a 6-word composition on the topic of "photos" < P > There is a photo in my photo album, which has always encouraged me to study hard. Every time I see this photo, the scene of that year clearly comes to my mind ...

It was the summer of 2, and my childhood friend Hu Xiaoning and I were both in my hometown-Huimin County. My parents and her mother are both teachers in Huimin No.1 Middle School. This summer, we made an appointment to visit Jinan together.

We arrived at Jinan Station at 9: . Dad bought a map of Jinan and saw that the station was not far from quancheng square. We decided to go there first.

As soon as you enter the gate of quancheng square, you can see tall trees, green grass and bright flowers. We walked a little further and came to the middle of quancheng square. Colorful flowers can be seen everywhere here, which is simply an ocean of flowers. We walked a little further and came to the music fountain. The water in the music fountain is as white as snow, and the music is very nice. We all praised, "What a nice fountain!" I thought, "The fountain in quancheng square, Ji 'nan is wonderful. Compared with Huimin, Huimin is far from it." I said to my mother, "Mom, please take a picture of Hu Xiaoning and me!" Mom said, "OK." With that, she directed us to stand still and looked down at this photo.

We are going to leave the fountain and go to the underground shop. I think, "I will study hard and build the motherland more prosperous in the future."

when I got home, I kept this photo in my photo album. This photo reflects the beauty of Jinan, Shandong and the motherland.

look, isn't the person in the photo cute? I'm telling you, this is me! When I was a child, my skin * * * smiled, revealing four pearl teeth.

This photo is my favorite one, which is from November to December, 1996, although the month and day are different.