How to make a birthday photo album

To create a birthday photo album, we recommend you use Digital Master to make it simple and easy to use

Click the background music tab to import birthday songs and LRC dynamic lyrics

Import photos, insert videos to create openings/endings, dynamic MTV subtitle effects

Fireflies, rain, bubbles, floating flowers and other scenes, 500 cool photo transitions can be set with one click

< p> Make high-definition videos, and also create local photo albums, gift package exes, web page photo albums, or lock screen photo albums

Export ultra-high-definition videos for you to upload to Youku, Potato, or export it to DVD format, burn it to a disc, and play it on a DVD player, which is very convenient. A 400-word composition on a birthday photo

Flip through an album I haven’t seen for a long time, and as soon as I open it, the first photo It attracted me. I saw in the photo walking in the snow, gesturing the thickness of the snow with my hands. Looking at it brought back my memories of that snow. It was a heavy snowfall in 2008. , I was only six years old at the time. Maybe it was because I had never seen such heavy snow before. I can still remember it freshly. The snow seemed to start drifting in the afternoon. The next morning, when I opened the curtains, I saw that there was still snow outside. It was snowing heavily like goose feathers, and the ground was already completely white. From a distance, the house and the big trees seemed to have turned into snowdrifts. Even the usually busy road suddenly became extremely calm, which even made me a little bit I couldn't tell where the road was. I walked out of the house out of curiosity. Unexpectedly, I almost couldn't get out as soon as I stepped on it. I was shocked at the time. Why did it snow so much and so thickly? At this moment, the neighbors next door came out with tools to shovel the snow. After a while, a thin path was shoveled in front of our door. When I walked excitedly in the middle, I was measuring the thickness of the snow with my hands. At that moment, my mother ran over, and with a click, this photo was born. I like the moment when this photo was frozen. It is precisely because of these moments of memory that I have the wonderful memories of today, which makes me look again I think of that beautiful snow scene. I saw the photo of my first birthday when I was a child. The content of the essay should be comprehensive in 300 words

I have a precious photo. It was on a birthday of my head teacher, Teacher An. Snapped.

March 18, 2009 is an unforgettable day for me. This day is my birthday, and it is also the first time in my life that I have celebrated my birthday at school.

At noon, my mother brought me a very big cake. My classmates also prepared a lot of gifts. The class teacher also specially prepared a camera.

In the cheerful music of wishing you a happy birthday, my classmates put on my birthday hat. When I made a wish, I heard a snap sound, and Teacher An took a photo of me making a wish on my birthday. .

Whenever I see this photo, I feel happy and proud when I think of so many classmates singing happy birthday to me.

I am happy that I have so many lovely classmates, and I am proud that I have a respectable teacher.

I am happy and proud to be a member of this united and friendly group. I want to keep this precious photo forever. The story in the photo, my sister’s birthday composition

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, I have changed from a little girl who loves to cry, to a girl with ideals who knows how to hide the crystal tears deep in her heart. , in the process of growing up, is it just time that passes? Opening the long-dusted photo album and letting my thoughts flow through it, I finally realized that what has passed most is the cantabile years of my childhood.

Inadvertently, my eyes touched this photo. This is an extremely outstanding old photo that is very precious to me.

In the photo, my sister and I stretched our hands into the blue sky to welcome the dazzling sliding fireworks.

Remember, it was the Spring Festival.

Due to the needs of dad’s work, we have to leave our hometown and our grandparents.

When I was a child, I was willful. Whenever I thought of being separated from my friends, I would hide in the hut and cry non-stop. Even during the Spring Festival, I was depressed.

My grandparents knew that this would be the last Spring Festival in their hometown. In order to liven up the family atmosphere, they encouraged my father to buy fireworks.

Grandpa actually sang a Peking opera that he had not sung for many years.

I don’t understand why the parting moment is so lively.

My grandparents urged me and my sister to work hard and bring honor to our family, and they even gave each of us a little poem.

Dad set off fireworks and looked at the charming sparks rippling in the air. My sister and I excitedly raised our hands to the sky.

At that moment, the camera captured this eternal and beautiful moment.

The moment we turned around, I was shocked. The whole family stood there and looked at us. Just watching, the silent air couldn't help but turn into snowflakes. Flying.

From the eyes of my family, I seemed to see the warm river of love; the long ribbon of love; and the hard rock-like hope.

It is true that the years have passed by like a song, but the true feelings and hopes that have been buried in childhood still exist; even if the sea is gone, the affectionate eyes will always be the driving force for me to move forward.

This photo carrying hope not only records my childhood smiling face, but also records the brilliant night sky in my hometown.

Stories from old photos When I opened the many photo albums at home, scenes of unforgettable past events appeared before my eyes.

Suddenly my eyes lit up, and an old photo led my thoughts to that happy time.

I was about three years old in the photo.

He wears a red bellyband on his chubby body, his little hands and face are covered with fragrant and white cream, a pair of horn braids are playfully tied on his head, and his eyes are shining with joy.

There was a big cake on the table in front of him, with the words "Happy Birthday, Sweet" written clearly on it.

Ha, it’s my birthday! As for why my face was full of cream, let me tell you in detail: That day, my mother originally wanted to buy me a small cake, but I refused. When we were having a quarrel, my uncle brought me a big cake that I liked! I excitedly looked around it, looking left and right, and tried my best to pick it up. Just when I wanted to kiss it, my father took advantage of me and pushed my head into the cream of the big cake. Here, my mother immediately took this close-up shot of me. An unforgettable photo. On Sunday afternoon, the sun was shining brightly. The little boy Liangliang felt very bored. Suddenly, he saw the camera on the bedside and thought: This is not a gift from his father. A birthday present for me? How could I forget it.

I heard from my mother that as long as you point at something and press this button, that thing will be sucked in and turned into a photo.

Hey, it’s so fun, why don’t I take some photos today.

So, Liangliang walked out of the house holding the camera, feeling very happy.

Along the way, he took a lot of photos and stretched out his plump little fingers to count: the little flower ones for mom, the big tree ones for dad, the bird ones for the teacher, and the fishing ones. Grandpa... Suddenly, Liangliang stopped and thought: I have to take the best photo to send to Duoduo and Zhuangzhuang, they are my best friends.

At this time, Liangliang saw a very cute little brother. His face was bright red, like a fragrant and sweet apple, which made people want to take a bite.

He held his mother's hand and walked for a walk, telling her stories vividly as he walked. He was telling and dancing. Suddenly, he was touched by a small stone on the road. , a piece of skin was scratched on his foot, and his mother hugged him distressedly.

If other children cried in the shower, he was very strong and did not cry. However, his face was red, his nose made a "hmm" sound, and he tried not to cry.

Liangliang immediately took the photo and gave it to Duoduo and Zhuangzhuang. When they saw this expression, they immediately laughed. After laughing for a while, Duoduo said: "Although this photo is funny, but This little brother is very strong, we must learn from him

"A 333-word composition "Celebrating a Birthday" based on old photos in the second volume of the third grade

My birthday is coming soon, and my mother specially wrote it. Ordered a big cake for me.

I am waiting for my birthday with great joy.

Today my birthday finally arrived. In the morning, my mother made me a bowl of noodles. She said that noodles must be eaten on birthdays. I asked why, and my mother told me that they are longevity noodles. Everyone has a birthday. Everyone knows how to eat it, which means good luck.

I ate the noodles very seriously and asked my mother if I could skip my homework today. My mother said yes. I was the oldest on my birthday because I was the birthday girl.

I am very happy, playing with my friends.

At noon, many relatives came to the house, including my aunt and uncle, my aunt and uncle, and my grandma and grandpa. The happiest thing was that my little brother also came. .

They all came to celebrate my birthday and brought many gifts. I thanked them one by one, and they all praised me as a good boy.

Dad took out the cake my mother bought for me, put nine candles on the cake, and told me: "Putting nine candles means you are nine years old. You must make a wish when you blow out the candles later." .

"Dad lit the candles, and everyone sang Happy Birthday. Everyone asked me to make a wish and blow out the candles. I thought for a while, made a wish, and blew out the candles. Mom helped me give the cake to We all ate together, and they asked me what I wished for. I said if I don’t tell you, it won’t come true if I tell you.

Birthdays passed quickly. Why do happy days always pass so quickly? I am one year older. I want to say mom, you have worked hard because I am very naughty and my mom spent a lot of money. Time is on me and I have put a lot of energy into it. My wish is that my mother will be happy every day. I hope that my next birthday will be as happy as today.

A 500-word essay on the stories in the photos of four people in the family

The story in the photos of the family There is a family photo on my desk. It is still so new now because it is my most precious A photo.

This photo is from my tenth birthday.

Looking at this photo, I remembered something.

I remember that my father, mother, and younger brother accompanied me to take pictures on my tenth birthday. My younger brother was so cute and naughty at that time, my father was so amiable, and my mother was so young and beautiful.

Looking at this photo, the scene of that photo shoot comes to mind.

At noon, my aunt and grandparents came, and I was very happy. During the meal, everyone was filled with cheerful smiles, and I couldn't help but feel very happy.

The most important thing about celebrating a birthday is eating cake.

The big cake was in front of me, and I felt very happy when I saw the little house in the cake. When we were eating the cake, we spread the cake on other people's faces, and they all looked like little tabby cats.

In the evening, my father, mother, and brother and I went to take pictures.

As soon as the younger brother went up, he took a fan and put it on his chest, pretending to be a young man. We all said that others are more like a kid than a ghost.

I went up and looked like I was thinking, but my dad looked like Bruce Lee was playing with nunchucks. Do you know why? Because Bruce Lee is my father’s idol.

Finally, we took a family photo. I put my hands on the shoulders of my father and mother. My father and mother were holding their younger brother. The whole family was filled with happy smiles. I thought to myself; happiness feels so good.

Walking on the way home, I think happiness may not be felt by everyone. Our parents give us so much happiness. Some people can’t give it to us, but our parents can give it to us on our birthdays. How happy it is when our loved ones sing happy birthday to us, blow out candles, and eat cakes! Today I am lying in the arms of happiness, how happy and free I am. A 300-word essay about seeing things and thinking about people during birthday photos

When I grew up, I gently dusted off the dust on the box and opened it carefully. There were all kinds of things inside, such as small clay figurines, glass marbles, etc. Slingshot... These are the memorable things that I have collected from my childhood. Among them, my favorite is that photo. In the photo, I have a dark face and tears in my eyes, crying in my mother's arms. The long snot connected to my mother's arm like a rubber band. This was the scene after cooking for the first time when I was in the third grade of elementary school. I was only eight years old at the time, and my father happened to take a picture with his mobile phone on the side. Later, I washed it out when my father went out to a big city, and I have kept it until now. That day, I came home from school, and the note on the table told me that my parents and sister went to my grandma's house because of something. It was getting dark, and they still They didn’t come back, so I decided to make a rich dinner as a surprise for them. I rolled out a few thin pancakes, and then lit a fire like my mother did - put in the firewood to start the fire, and then put in the chopped firewood after it burned. and briquettes. Maybe I put them too fast, and too many. Not only did the briquettes not light up, but the fire was also extinguished. The smoke made me cry and cough. I repeated the same action over and over again, and finally it was... The lovely flame appeared again... put the pot on, pour in the oil, and start frying the pancakes. The fire got hotter and hotter, and more and more pancakes were baked. When more oil was added to the pan, the red-hot bottom of the pan "squeaked." "With a sound, tongues of fire shot up more than a foot high. Out of instinctive reaction, I hurriedly scooped a ladle of water up. Unexpectedly, the flames jumped even more, and the tongues of flames seemed to devour the stunned child in front of me. I didn’t have time to be afraid, so I quickly grabbed the big basin of water and put it on the stove... When my parents and sister came back, they saw me with a dark face and mouth, picking the juiciest cake to eat. When I saw my relatives, I couldn't help feeling full of fear and grievance anymore, so I threw myself into my mother's arms and cried loudly. My mother coaxed me and praised my wit: "My precious son can cook now. And You actually know how to use a pot to cover the fire, that’s amazing!” The father on the side smiled and took a photo of this shot with a camera phone he just brought back from the south. When I saw this photo, I couldn’t help but smile. My mouth burst into laughter. Since then, I feel that I have grown up, can cook for myself, live independently, and am more mature than before. And through this incident, I also understand that it is useless to be afraid in the face of difficulties. There is no use crying. Instead of waiting, it is better to make up your mind and rely on your own strength to get through the difficulties. I believe I will keep this photo until I am old. When I take it out and look at it, I will definitely smile. Birthday composition 300 words .

One: Birthday This Wednesday is my tenth birthday. I had a very happy day.

When I got up, my grandma and mother said "Happy Birthday" to me. My brother heard it and said it to me too.

Then, another blessing came from the next room. Oh, it turned out to be Big Daddy, so I replied "Thank you".

At noon, Big Daddy gave my brother and I some money to eat at KFC. We chose Set A, which was delicious! After school in the afternoon, I practiced chess until five o'clock and went home. As soon as I entered the house, my grandma told me that my aunt had called me and wished me a happy birthday, but I was not there, so she asked grandma to tell me.

At this time, the phone rang. I immediately rushed over to pick up the phone and heard the voice I was most familiar with. I knew it was my mother! My mother said a lot of happy birthday wishes to me, and then my father and grandma also wished me a happy birthday one after another.

After dinner, grandma cooked a table of my favorite dishes. There was also a box of exquisite small cakes in the center of the table. There were four flavors. They were so delicious that I ate them in my mouth. It's sweet in my heart, because so many people remember my birthday, I'm so happy! On my birthday, the test paper for the second unit of mathematics was handed out. I got a good score of 93 points, which is better than before! I'm so happy! 2: I am ten years old. This Monday is my birthday. I came home happily after school because my parents wanted to celebrate my birthday.

Grandma cooked a very rich table of dishes, including my favorite braised fish, crabs, shrimps, vegetables and mushrooms, pork ribs and taro soup, etc., which gave me a big appetite.

After the meal, my uncle opened the cake, wow! It’s the rainbow cake I’ve been waiting for.

So beautiful! The cake has two layers. The top layer has my zodiac sign and the shape of a rainbow, and is decorated with fruits and flowers next to it.

Mom said: "My life should be as colorful as a rainbow.

"Put in the lotus candle and light it.

The crisp "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..." kept playing back. I closed my eyes and made a wish. My sister said to me: "Tell me what wish you made!" She said He shook me while talking, and I shook my head and said, "If I don't tell you, it won't work if I tell you."

After hearing my words and seeing my actions, the whole family laughed.

After eating the cake, looking at my brother gobbling it up, his face covered with cream, he soon became a "tabby cat" and started dancing in the living room! Look, my brother danced so vigorously. He twisted and twisted, and accidentally sat down on the ground with a "snap", making the whole family giggle... I am ten years old, and I want more Be sensible.

I am ten years old and I need to let my mother worry less.

Wish me a happy birthday! A photo of my home. Composition. Urgent! urgent! urgent! urgent! urgent!

In my photo album, there is a precious family photo.

Family photos must be very common to my classmates, but to me, they are extremely precious. This is the only one! My father is a busy man and often travels for business and is away from home.

I miss all the full moon drinks and family gatherings. I occasionally have a meal at home, but that meal will definitely be very busy.

Because there is always a phone ringing, which is annoying and even uncomfortable.

Sometimes, I feel that it would be quieter to eat when my father is not at home.

Dad actually attended my grandpa’s sixtieth birthday party.

But I thought it was just like eating at home, that *** would haunt my father like a ghost, but what was unexpected was: my father turned off his phone.

At the banquet, my father, mother and I all smiled as beautifully as blooming flowers and as colorful as the rainbow.

On the eve of dinner, I specially asked my grandpa to take pictures of me. I took pictures of happy moments and beautiful moments as a family of three.

In that photo, the smiles of the three of us are not false, but every smile is so innocent! I even took that photo to enlarge it.

Whenever I think of my father, as long as I take out the photo, that picture will appear in my mind, and I will feel that my father is by my side.

At this moment, I no longer think that *** is a ghost, but I feel that *** is so sweet and melodious, because he proved that my father is very capable, and I am proud of it. pride!

I have experienced many interesting things, but there is one thing that until now, whenever I think of it, I feel a sense of accomplishment.

One day, my mother asked me to take care of my cousin, a relative who came from the countryside. I thought I was just coaxing a child, so I agreed without thinking. After agreeing, I thought about letting the child take care of me. My brother plays according to my time (I am a person who likes to arrange my time reasonably), but I really didn’t expect that my brother would play with a machine gun at one moment, go to the toilet at another moment, and then pull me to the grass. I followed him blankly, and finally I remembered the piece of paper I wrote on. I took it out and found that nothing was done according to what I had done. I thought about it for a while and then I had no choice but to feel sorry for myself. Why not teach my brother to sing? So I said to my cousin, "Shall we come sing?" I don't know if my brother had heard of this term or for some other reason, but he started dancing and said, "Great."

So I first taught him "Little Ducks". After a while, he learned a little bit and started talking in a babyish voice: "Little ducks, one, two, three... "After studying for a long time, he finally learned this song. In addition, I also taught him some polite expressions, when to use what tone, etc."

Suddenly the doorbell rang. I was about to open the door. Unexpectedly, my cousin was one step ahead of me and was talking to the guests in an orderly manner. When I saw it, it was my mother. My mother touched my cousin’s head and said : "You're so good, you taught me well, little nanny." I chuckled a few times and said, "Actually, it's not difficult to take care of children."

Through this training and process, I understand that life is actually a place for learning and a paradise everywhere.

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