I always think of that photo composition.

In daily study, work and life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with writing. Writing is a narrative way that people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in memory in written form. So have you ever learned anything about composition? The following is the composition I collected for you about always remembering that photo, for reference only. Welcome to read it. I always think of that photo. Composition 1

Everyone has beautiful memories. In front of my desk, there is a photo; The protagonist in it is me who laughs shyly, and an animal with a sharp mouth and small eyes. It is kissing my face. Every time I look at this photo, scenes of the past will emerge in front of my eyes.

I remember that during the summer vacation of grade one, my mother took me to Ocean Park by train after eight in the morning. When I took the train for the first time, I looked around excitedly and chatted with my mother. The scenery outside the window has gradually changed from high-rise buildings and busy streets to golden rice fields and endless fields. There are scarecrows, flocks of egrets and hard-working farmers. After a while, the scenery outside the window slowly turned into endless mountains and the scenery of the sea and the sky, which made me ecstatic living in the urban jungle, just like a beautiful landscape painting.

near ten o'clock, there was a broadcast on the train. Finally! After leaving the railway station, we took a taxi to our destination.

After entering the park, first visit the cross-harbour tunnel. Wow, all kinds of fish swim freely in the water, including fish, sharks, octopus, sea eel, etc. Next, I enjoyed the wonderful dolphin performance. Their fantastic performances such as passing, throwing and jumping made the audience exclaim and laugh.

after lunch, my mother mysteriously announced, "I will give you a special gift today!" " I asked excitedly, "What is it?" My mother said, "Swimming with dolphins." I said, "How is it possible? T Stop joking, U". I didn't realize it was true until the staff took the snorkeling clothes and asked me to change them.

I changed my clothes when I was excited, nervous and a little scared, and the animal trainer explained the precautions to me before I went into the water. The oncoming is a super-large dolphin, whose name is Feibao. Before I was ready, I had the first close and face-to-face contact with it. It has small round eyes, a long mouth, two rows of tiny teeth in the mouth and a small breathing hole in the head. It is so cute and kind.

I gradually let my guard down and played games with it, splashing water on each other. It danced with me and listened to my commands. I hold its dorsal fin and walk around the pool with it, as if I were riding the wind and waves in the sea. When I was having fun, twenty minutes passed. I tearfully said goodbye to Feibao and ended the date.

Although it has been more than two years, every time I see this photo, it always reminds me of Feibao. I wish I could swim with it again. I always think of that photo. 2

An old photo is the memory of many people, which reminds us of the happiness and gloom of the past. Many people will use photos to record their growing experience, contact with others, memories of travel, changes in the environment and beautiful scenes, and take them as memories. Some people don't. Those people just need to relax their voices and don't need to remember them at all. So everyone thinks differently!

when I saw my old photos, I immediately thought of the scene of that year! I feel that time flies, and I feel that time will not "wait for people"! So at that moment, I also felt that time was a gem shining with our past and future. It suddenly occurred to me that a famous person said, "Memory is the premise of inspiration, and losing it means death."

Everyone's memory is his own private literature, and a philosopher once said, "The advantage of poor memory is a pair of beautiful things, just like annoying people!" So I think time is the biggest enemy of memory! Sometimes, forgetting may make us get rid of stress, but memory can help us avoid detours! Memory makes us grow, memory makes us learn, and an old photo actually has many uses! Growth is the first step in our life, and there will be many things waiting for us in the future, so that we can no longer think of past sadness and past addiction. Memory is a reflection of past experience in the human brain and a complex mental activity.

That old photo was taken by my father before. At that time, I was still young, running around and jumping around in the garden, so happy! So my father took a "photo" for me. It was my happiest photo, so I was happy when I saw it. Think back to what's the difference between the old one and the present one. That's my old photo. I hope I can ask my father to take another one for me!

A photo is equal to a person's past. Whether it is sad or happy, it is full of previous memories. The past years are unforgettable and unforgettable! It can be seen how important a photo is, how bright it is, and people can't help but want to take a look at it, which reminds people of the "scene" of that year and makes people stare! I always think of that photo. Composition 3

Today, I was looking for a book and rummaged through the closet. An album appeared in front of my eyes. Unconsciously, when I opened it, I couldn't take my eyes off it for a long time. That intact photo of Zhang Baocun is full of my childhood memories. How can I turn it over quickly? Finally, my eyes stayed on that photo.

In the photo, my three friends and Mr. Dai are playing on the top of the teaching building of Tianjia Middle School. They are my best friends in childhood and the people who impressed me the most. It was also that time that we played with them, and we personally realized a truth that we didn't know how to say at that time: the shape of the "wings" of the paper plane determines the flight route of the paper plane. Although we know this rule, although we don't know how to express it, we still try our best to make more and better paper planes here because we discovered and applied this rule, so that they can fly higher, farther and faster. We stood on the high teaching building and folded those papers carefully. Some of us folded them into a fan shape so that they could fly back safely and land under their feet. Some people bend into an arc to make them fly higher and faster; Some people fold into a spindle and let them fly farther ... There are countless examples like this. With the decrease of paper, more and more laws are explored through this activity. We are extremely happy, as happy as a group of free-flying birds.

Mr. Dai stood beside us, watching the paper planes we folded fly farther and higher than each other, with a few gratified smiles on his face. I still remember that he encouraged and cared about us from time to time. Because the weather in Tianjia is very bad, it is so hot that people sweat, so cold that people tremble, so Teacher Dai always sends us several homemade orange juice popsicles when it is hot, and a hot water bottle, a coat or a hot drink when it is cold. Teacher Dai always uses various methods to make us energetic and always has a curiosity to explore. In our opinion, Mr Dai is our second enlightenment teacher. Although he didn't teach us knowledge, he taught us to practice and let us explore the laws of physics by ourselves. Although we don't know what it is at the moment, we will feel that we have a deep memory after finally learning this knowledge.

The four friends in the photo are all grown up now and assigned to different schools and different classes. Looking back at that time, we used to fly many paper planes, many dreams and many childhood hearts on a roof ... I always think of that photo composition 4

Childhood is a colorful palette. And the photo is a book to write down this beautiful memory. Today, I opened a photo album that had been treasured for a long time and had a layer of gray on the surface. I saw the photo taken in the children's park again, and my thoughts ran away. That was when I was five years old.

My aunt took me to the children's park to play. Walking into the gate, two fake pandas wearing sunglasses stretched out a muscular forelimb and waved hello to us. We walked on and found that two huge stones blocked the way ahead. But don't worry, there is a big crack in the middle of the boulder, which is enough for one person to drill through. This is really a mountain and heavy water, and there is no way out. Through the boulder, my eyes suddenly opened up. I saw the trees lined up neatly, like guards with steel guns and high spirits. A crystal-clear river flows slowly, and several small goldfish jump up from the water, as if to participate in the project of golden fish jumping into Longmen. On the other side of the river, Sister Liu shook countless ponytails and danced a wild disco.

The tourists are full of praise and say, "What a vibrant scenery." We walked along the stone path and came to a green bamboo forest. All the bamboos here hold their heads high, and in the breeze, they seem to be singing "We are soldiers …". Through the bamboo forest, a giant Buddha appeared before my eyes. Wow, what a big haha Buddha! My eyes narrowed into a line, my mouth was grinning, my head was bare, my hands were holding a huge spleen and wine belly, and my whole body was golden, as if I were wearing a golden dress, shining in the sunshine, which was awesome. We passed through the long ears of Haha Buddha and climbed to the foot of a unique rockery.

This rockery is strange. It looks like an eagle flying in the air from a distance. It looks like a giant popsicle at close range. There is also a small pavilion on the top of the rockery. The four corners of the pavilion are tilted upward, and four pillars firmly support the pavilion cover. There is a small pool in front of the pavilion, and a breeze blows, and a scale wave circle appears on the water. My aunt took me, and in this picturesque park, I clicked and left a photo of Zhang Zhengui. Although many years have passed, the beautiful scenery at that time is still vivid. I can't forget the giant Buddha, let alone the beautiful park. Because this is childhood, colorful childhood.