The story of a photo

Photo story 1 This is a photo of a gathering of talented people in Zhang Kexue.

Perhaps, they are developing inexhaustible energy for the development of our world. You see, the most prestigious scientist has started his speech. How absorbed the audience is, but some people will ask key questions, and that person will propose new solutions.

Perhaps they are thinking about how to make the world clear, blue and lush forever. You see, that man is showing his global greenhouse system, but occasionally someone asks, "Isn't this system expensive?" He will also take his time to answer.

Perhaps, they are thinking about how to make yogurt more sweet and sour and more nutritious. You see, that man is announcing his own "Fischer sterilization method" and "Fischer thickening method", while others are constantly improving the processing methods of these two kinds of yogurt to make the taste of yogurt more wonderful.

Maybe they are discussing how to make robots more flexible. You see, the director of scientific research is talking about the "X cross control method" and "S bending control method" he invented, but some people will ask, "Why not Z bending control method?" And the dean is patiently answering.

No matter what they are discussing. They are all contributing to us, and we should say "thank you!" "

A photo story 2 Two years ago in the summer, my mother and sister Tong Tong and I went to Rizhao for a trip. We took many photos, one of which I found very interesting.

That day, we took a tour bus to the park by the sea. As soon as I got off the bus, the sea breeze blew head on. I smelled the sea and saw the blue sky in front of me in the distance. Ah! That's the sea. I was very excited when I saw the sea for the first time. My sister Tong Tong and I rushed to the beach and didn't even have time to take off our clothes. As a result, I was soaked from top to bottom, inside and out. Later, I had to take off all my clothes, leaving only the waistband. We enjoyed playing in the water, splashing water on each other and having a water fight. The water splashed everywhere, which made me unable to open my eyes. Girls are too timid to go deep into the sea. Sister Tong Tong only dares to stand below her knees, but I dare to go deeper into the sea. The waves rushed over and I jumped hard to see if I could jump over. It is really interesting! Sister Tong Tong can't enjoy playing games with the waves like this, because she is standing too close to the coast, where there are no waves.

We played for a long time, and mom called us back. It's time for dinner. I ran back quickly, suddenly my foot slipped and I fell into the water with a splash. It turns out that seawater is not only salty, but also bitter. At this time, my mother raised the camera and "clicked" to save the picture forever.

Blue sea, blue sky, white sails in the distance, my sister Tong Tong and I are playing in the sea. This old photo always brings me good memories!

A photo story 3 I leafed through the photo album at home with relish and saw a photo of my father and I taking a photo with a snowman. I laughed so happily in the photo that the snowman's curved banana mouth seemed to giggle. ...

It's a snowy morning. I went downstairs to the snow and looked around. The world is so white and the snowflakes are so crystal clear. My father and I walked in the snow, one foot deep and one foot shallow.

My father and I came to the wetland park. I saw the thick snow and wanted to make a snowman with my father. I asked my father and he agreed.

I quickly ran to the grass with thick snow, and soon made a big snowball, then made a small snowball and put it on the head of the big snowball. I put a carrot in the center of my face to make its long nose, took a twig as its hand, made its eyes with two pebbles, and drew a curved banana mouth with a red marker. With the cooperation of my father, a lovely snowman was born.

To my surprise, our snowman is staring at me. It's so cute-its snow-white body is round, its hands are raised in the air, as if waving to us, its pointed nose breathes the beauty of snow and the joy of children, and its curved mouth smiles so sweetly like eating candy.

Looking at this lovely snowman, it is rare to see such heavy snow in Guiyang. I suggest that someone take a picture of me, my father and the snowman as a souvenir.

Snowman, you have added joy to the snow and happy memories to my childhood! Every time I see this photo, I can't help sighing to myself-

Thank you, lovely snowman!

Story 4 of a photo I was packing my moving luggage and accidentally rummaged through the photo album. The photos in it are unforgettable. At this moment, my hand stopped at the moment when I wanted to turn the page, and I saw a photo of my childhood-a photo of me and my grandfather.

This photo was taken when I was about five years old. In the photo, I'm sitting on my grandpa's lap, holding a new gadget he bought me. We all laughed happily.

Grandpa loved me very much since he was a child, and he bought me almost everything at the first time. I remember once, my neighbor's little sister and I played with her cat. The kitten is very good and I like it very much. Inadvertently, I said, "If only there were."

The next morning, I was awakened by the meow of the cat. I opened my eyes in a daze and saw a snow-white kitten lying beside me. I quickly got out of bed. At this moment, my grandfather came in and said to me, "Do you like it?" Now, I knew the cause of the incident and threw myself into grandpa's arms happily.

When I was a child, my sister loved to bully me because she was older and stronger than me, and I lost to her every time. Every time she lied to me with some fallacies and heresies, I couldn't beat her, so I cried and went to my grandfather to let him clean her up. I am very happy. Once, my sister had a stick in her hand. She was scared and accidentally hit me on the head with a stick. At first, I felt the stars, then I froze for a few seconds, and then I burst into tears. After hearing the crying, my grandparents rushed to the yard at once. I am so sad that I can't breathe. Grandpa saw the situation and slapped my sister. I cheered in my heart and my sister fell to the ground.

There were many stories about my grandfather when I was a child. Although my grandfather has passed away, I still remember him clearly.

A photo reminds me of my happy, sad and angry childhood with my grandfather.

The story of a photo 5 The most beautiful thing all year round is autumn. 10 5, the sky is clear and blue as the sea. Dad took me to Tianjin Haichang Polar Ocean World. In the distance, I saw a building that looked like a whale.

Facing the fiery red sun, my father and I lined up in a long line and finally got tickets. I ran to the gate as fast as I could. As soon as I entered the door, I saw two white whales swimming gracefully in the sea. Their eyes are like two black chess pieces. My aunt told us not to use the flash, which would hurt its eyes. I quickly reminded my father to turn off the flash.

Then we came to the place where penguins live. They are really a big family! Some are playing on the ice, some are playing in the water and some are in a daze. It walks like my little brother downstairs. Finally, my father and I walked into the performance hall. My father told me that about 3500 people can sit here, and the performance will start immediately, and my mood becomes excited. First, two black sea lions came up. They can clap, kiss and do math problems! I quickly asked my father to take pictures. With the music playing, three dolphins appeared. Their bodies are smooth and their tails are like scissors. As soon as the breeder blows the whistle, they jump hard. Everyone cheered and watched them release the red ball hanging on their bodies.

How time flies! My father and I walked out of the aquarium with the crowd. My father asked me how I felt, and I immediately replied, "Come again next time!" " "

I like aquariums, and I like these animals in the ocean. When I went home, my father developed the photos for me to see. I jumped for joy. These beautiful photos are really unforgettable!

I saw a photo of me riding a horse on the bookshelf today. In the photo, I am riding a pony carefully. It was taken when my parents took me to travel to Inner Mongolia during the summer vacation.

I don't know when my mother took this unforgettable moment for me with a camera. In the photo, the sky on the grassland looks much bluer than that in Xi 'an, and there are white clouds floating in the sky. The grass on the ground is not as lush as we thought, but a shady carpet is woven with a little bit of green. In the distance, white yurts are like a group of white swans landing on the green grass.

As soon as I entered the grassland, I was attracted by the beautiful scenery. Seeing many horses ahead, I shouted excitedly, "Ride a horse! Riding a horse! " Run quickly to the goal while shouting. With the help of the groom, I chose a group of the smallest horses for myself, and then I was carried on horseback. To tell you the truth, I was really nervous when I first rode a horse. I pulled the reins tightly and followed the cavalry. My horse seems to feel my fear and nervousness, so it spends most of its time walking and sometimes trotting. It doesn't jump when it walks, but jumps when it runs. I am getting used to it. I wasn't so nervous at first. I was more relaxed on horseback and began to enjoy the scenery on the roadside. The cavalry went a long way, and many adults began to have a pain in their buttocks and didn't want to ride, so they were arranged to dismount and return to their original places. Encouraged by my father, I insisted on riding back to the original place together. I feel very happy.

This old photo reminds me of the first time I rode a horse. I experienced the change from fear to confidence. I enjoyed the joy of doing one thing to the end. I will cherish it.

Story of a photo 7 Whenever I open the photo album and see a 4-year-old boy with a colorless "Monkey King" in his hand, sitting next to a colorful basin and crying, I can't help laughing. Let me explain the story behind the photo to you one by one!

It was a summer vacation. My father and I go outside to play basketball. We bought six hula hoops, but unfortunately we bought five hula hoops and got nothing. I threw the last one out and got a "the Monkey King" made of plaster. I named it "Monkey King".

Later, I looked at it every day and found it was empty. There was nothing in it. There is a hole in the back of its head for putting coins. So this is a piggy bank.

After several months, I found that the Monkey King was dirty in several places, so I brought a basin of water and began to wash it. After a while, it was washed clean, but it was so clean that even its "clothes" were gone and all ran into the water. I looked at this basin of water and was speechless. After a while, I sat on the ground and began to cry. My mother was attracted by my crying. She looked at me, then at the basin of water, knowing what had happened. She smiled and raised her mobile phone, and fixed this funny moment in it forever.

It's so happy to recall childhood. Do you have such a childhood?

The story of a photo 8 has many memories in my mind, which are always recorded permanently by photos, including a spring outing to Sanshan Mountain Slope in March 2065 438+2003.

On that day, each of us carried a big and heavy backpack and walked on the bus with a smile. About two hours later, we arrived at post 30. I got off the bus, smelled the flowers and looked up. Wow! Surrounded by rape blossoms and peach blossoms, there is a yellow ocean at first glance, and there are still people herding sheep in this "Yellow Sea". The teacher asked us to take a picture here to commemorate it. Then we came to the first scenic spot, just in time for the Peach Blossom Festival. A stage was set up here, and people brought all kinds of performances. Then we came to the treasure hunt park, which is several times bigger than a stadium, but the golden eggs are very small. Isn't this a needle in a haystack? We searched and searched, and we couldn't wait to pull up all the grass here. We went to another grassland for a carpet search. At this time, someone found one, and he immediately went to receive the prize, and also won the second prize, a juicer. In the afternoon, we came to the farmhouse to pick strawberries. Wow! When I walked into the vegetable shed, I saw strawberries all over the floor. At this time, many people use local materials, but I am different. I walked on, and sure enough, everything behind me was very big. I chose ten.

That spring outing was really fun, and its cup photo stayed with me forever.

The story of a photo 9 A photo often carries a sweet memory or a vivid and interesting story. This photo looks ordinary, but it records an incident that happened when I was two years old.

In the photo, there are several white clouds floating in the blue sky, behind which is the majestic Great Wall of Wan Li. The chubby little girl in the middle, with one hand behind her head, is thoughtful and a little silly. This photo was taken on May 27th, 20xx. That day, my mother took me to Beijing and the Great Wall. When we arrived at Haohanpo, my mother was exhausted and out of breath, so she stopped to have a rest with a group of tourists. "How can I climb this heroic slope?" An aunt speaks Mandarin very well. I ran to my aunt and said to her in Mandarin with too many dialects: "It's not easy! Learn from me and climb like a cat. " As I spoke, I squatted down to show them. As a result, all the tourists laughed, and several foreigners looked at me and smiled. One of them even said something to me, and I couldn't understand a word. An uncle said to me, "How lovely! How old are you, little friend? " "I'm almost two years old!" I replied proudly in a gentle tone ... during the break, I became the happy fruit of my uncles and aunts, and they kept teasing me. Fatigue slipped away in laughter, and I don't know who said, "such a small girl can climb up." Aren't we adults worse than children? " Go, heroes, climb the hero slope like cats! "Say that finish, everyone was talking and laughing, full of energy, and set off for Hero Slope. ...

Whenever I see this photo, I think of the majesty of the Great Wall, my innocence and the smiling faces of my uncles and aunts who climbed Hero Slope with me. ...

A photo story 10 On the desk in my room, there is a beautiful photo. In the photo, there is a lovely little girl in a snow-white princess dress with two small hands open. That is me! You don't know me, do you? I remember that it was a photo of me when I was five years old.

That day, it was sunny, and I pestered my mother to take me to the park. It was summer vacation and I was bored at home. My mother thought I was in a hurry to go to work, so I did. She took me to the Pacific Garden to play. The scenery in this community is very beautiful. At that time, I thought it was a garden, alive and kicking. When I was having fun, my mother suggested giving me the most photos, and I listened to them. Just listen to "click", my mother took this moment. A few days later, I got the photo, and I screamed with excitement, yeah! The green grass is lined with the snow-white princess skirt. How beautiful!