The Story Structure Behind Mother 600

The story behind A. 520 is about 600 words.

In my photo album, there is a photo of Zhang Zhengui, which was taken one autumn two years ago. The little boy in the photo looks very proud. He is wearing a pair of white sports shoes with a blue sweater on top and a brown striped sling on the bottom. He is chubby and looks very energetic. Who the hell is this little boy? Haha, tell you, that's me!

I remember that I was six years old that year. One sunny morning, my mother and I went to see a children's painting and calligraphy exhibition. Because my works are on display there. My mother and I walked into the crowded exhibition hall. We look for my works while enjoying the calligraphy hanging around us. Suddenly, my mother said, "Look, Li Bin!" Following my mother's hand, I saw my work hanging high on the wall at one side of the exhibition hall. The words "erudite and elegant" are particularly eye-catching. I rushed over and was very excited. Because this work embodies my hard work and sweat for nearly a year.

I am admiring my work narcissistically. Suddenly, an uncle with a camera behind him asked me, "Little friend, do you want to take a picture?" I quickly replied, "Yes." Mom also agreed. I stand in front of my work. I saw a flash of camera light and a click. My uncle took a good photo of me. I almost jumped for joy. I can't wait to see my photos.

The next day, I got the photos back. In order to keep it well, I put it in an album and take it out from time to time. Why should I keep this photo? To tell you the truth: this photo is my pride, and I will keep it for a long time. I should always look at my appearance at that time, so that it will always inspire me to study hard. At the same time, I also want my relatives and friends to see this photo, which is also an encouragement to me. Friend, are you right?

B. 600 words of story composition behind ordinary articles

Success is what everyone yearns for and envies. However, behind the success, there are countless setbacks and pains. Most people only see the winner standing on the tower of success with dignity, but they don't see him climbing up in front.

Pain.

Someone once said, "brilliant success lies not in never failing, but in rising again and again." Some people will never come back once they are frustrated. Depression; Some people barely get up, but they are dying. Such people will never reach the realm.

This possibility. A true winner must overcome all kinds of misfortunes, take constant failure as a weapon and countless setbacks as a compass.

And those who cry about their misfortunes everywhere are the least valuable people in the world.

Behind success, there are always countless sufferings and bitterness. I remember once I got 100 in an English exam. The teacher was very happy when he praised, but do you know how much I paid? When I know that English will be tested, I always

Do exercises until 1 1 at night, and read books until 12 before going to bed. Maybe someone will ask you to study so hard after an exam? I'm telling you because I am the representative of English class! My contribution is not why, just for a success!

Schopenhauer said: "A person's holy spirit must suffer setbacks in order to have a cabin to sail smoothly in the sea, otherwise there will only be wind."

Toys! "There is a famous saying." How can you stir up beautiful waves without the obstacles of rocks? "Success is what everyone wants. Of course, if you want to succeed, you have to pay a considerable price, and you will be exposed to the wind and grass.

Wind and rain have honed our perseverance. So the seeds under the boulder are immortal, the pines and cypresses in the wind and rain are evergreen, and the darkness contains light. After suffering, it is brilliant success.

Success is brilliant, but there are countless setbacks and hardships behind it.

C. The story behind a photo, 600 words.

When I open my childhood photo album, I always feel a warm current flowing through my heart. Looking back on my childhood, I always want to grow up quickly, but when I grow up, I feel sorry for my original wish. "If only I were a child forever!" I often think so.

Open the old photo album and you will find how naive, romantic and lively you were when you were a child. Eyes crossed with yellowed photos. For a long time, my eyes gradually stopped and fell on two pictures of crying and laughing, as if time had stopped here. One is a picture of me crying, and the other is a picture of me smiling. There are little-known stories hidden in my head ...

My mother told me that these two photos were taken when I was six months old. A picture of crying is that I am crying alone when the adults are away. If no one hears me, or no one comes to see me, I will keep crying, and then I will keep crying. Mom was scared and thought something had happened to me. I didn't know what happened until later. Dad took a picture when I was crying as a souvenir.

I can't help laughing. It turns out that I still had this kind of thing when I was a child!

Then my mother told me the story behind another photo.

Everyone knows that it is hot in summer, and people will buy watermelons to eat. But I'm the favorite watermelon guy in my family. When I was six months old, my father bought a watermelon, and I clamored for it. In desperation, my father had to cut a piece for me to eat.

I ate with relish. Because I just had teeth, I chewed and chewed slowly, and the juice flowed down my mouth, while slowly enjoying the delicious food on earth. Dad picked up the camera and took this photo.

I have a strange feeling after listening to it? An indescribable feeling. However, I think I am very happy!

D. Write a 600-word composition with the story behind it as the topic.

Blue sky can't wash away the graceful figure of white clouds, just as running water can't wash away the traces of years. Without you, my breath is meaningless. Behind me, there are fragments everywhere, piecing together memories ... The autumn night has fallen and the chill is full. In the dead of night, under the dim light, I am still struggling in the vast ocean of problems. Time was silent, and the pointer crossed another arc. Outside the window, the lights went out one by one. Sleepiness came, and the sleepy man blinded my eyes. Finally, I pried the heavy eyelid open a little with strong will, but in a short time, it was in a daze again. My head is groggy, like a sponge, absorbing enough water. My hands have long been out of the control of this "sponge" and I don't know what to doodle on paper. The whole person is already half blank and half asleep. Suddenly, a strong fragrance hit my nerves. Suddenly, I turned around and was surprised to find that my mother was holding a bowl of chicken soup carefully. The chicken soup is steaming, and someone's fragrance is coming. Mother's face was full of smiles and said softly, "I finally went home on Saturday." I cooked chicken soup. I don't know if it tastes good? " My mouth is watering already. I can't wait to scoop a spoonful and put it in my mouth. The strong taste suddenly overflowed the whole mouth, warm and fragrant, as if it had melted into my mother's taste, so intoxicating. I raised the radian of a crescent moon around my mouth, hung with satisfaction and happiness, and smiled at my mother: "Mom, have a good drink!" " "Mother sipped mouth smiled. What kind of happiness is hidden in those shallow and deep wrinkles? Chew carefully. My mother seems to be busy in the kitchen. What kind of patience did she use to stew chicken soup until it was oily but not greasy and intoxicating? She must be holding her head in one hand, trying to get rid of the fatigue that has struck again and again, and her gentle eyes have been staring at the flame, not daring to neglect. Get up occasionally, lift the lid and smell the stew, then sit down and keep your original posture. The dim light scattered on her face, as if to put a coat on her, warm. The swaying flame is beating up and down with orange, and my mother's heart is working silently behind me, worrying ... the corner of my eye is a little wet, and crystal things are spinning in my eyes. I know it's the fruit of my mother's love. Behind everyone, there is an angel guarding, and my angel, she has a warm name-mother. I was surrounded by colorful neon lights on the stage, glamorous, and behind the curtain, my mother was waiting. Mom is behind me. I want to hold your hand, see the clouds rolling in the sky, listen to the ebb and flow of the tide, and enjoy the flowers before the court, bloom. ...

E. 600-word story composition behind a group of Spring Festival photos.

On my desk, there is an ordinary photo. However, in my eyes, it is no longer a photo, but a beautiful scenery.

It's a cool autumn day. I went to the zoo with my friends and mother. In a short time, we ended our visit. Unconsciously, we walked into a meadow.

How green the grass is! This is a grassland. The grassland is also dotted with delicate and charming flowers. Like colorful gems. Turn "grassland" into a beautiful green world. At this time, my friend said happily, "We have never seen such a beautiful place. Let's take pictures as a souvenir! " "Say that finish, she quickly pulled me to a place full of green grass and flowers. I couldn't help making a gesture of "Ye" with my hand. Mother hurriedly pressed the shutter. "click"! Left this precious beauty.

Until now, I still haven't forgotten or discarded it, because it is an indelible memory of my childhood and a beautiful memory.

F. 600-word story composition behind the prosperity of the motherland

China has a dream of peace, which is a green dream. Pigeons and olive branches are symbols of peace. The people of China long for peace, which is a yearning and pursuit. The endless war has brought too much misfortune to people. Through people's continuous efforts, our life will be full of beauty because of peace. The dream of peace finally came true today!

China has an aerial dream, a blue dream. The blue sky is the sustenance of our team's aviation dream. Yang Liwei, the first generation astronaut trained by China, is the first flying man in China and an outstanding descendant of the Chinese nation. He realized this dream on our behalf. When the Long March-1 F rocket carried him and Shenzhou 5 into outer space, the people of China cheered and burst into tears. The dream of flying finally came true today!

China has an Olympic dream, a red dream. Red is the torch, the burning Olympic flame. When the Chinese national anthem was played at the Olympic Games, how many Chinese sons and daughters shed tears for it and how long they struggled for this moment! How much has been paid! Chinese sons and daughters sweat and struggle for it. The Olympic dream has finally come true today!

China is one of the four ancient civilizations in the world and a country with a long history. She has many brilliant deeds. However, her success was not smooth, even difficult. She has also experienced failures, been laughed at, weathered, paid blood, and made one brilliant deed after another. Our motherland has also faced endless darkness, imperial power collapsed and countless people were displaced. It was the most helpless time when the motherland was touched and suffocated.

"There is nothing in the world like the sadness of spring, just like a day off. Forty million people shed tears, where is China at the end of the world? " This is a famous sentence written by our patriotic poet Tan Sitong with tears in his eyes. What he wrote is the voice of the people, which contains too many emotional factors. The former Republic of China was bullied and insulted, but she never gave up.

G. "Behind the Story" composition 600 words

In my photo album, there is a photo of Zhang Zhengui, which was taken one autumn two years ago. The little boy in the photo looks very proud. He is wearing a pair of white sports shoes with a blue sweater on top and a brown striped sling on the bottom. He is chubby and looks very energetic. Who the hell is this little boy? Haha, tell you, that's me!

I remember that I was six years old that year. One sunny morning, my mother and I went to see a children's painting and calligraphy exhibition. Because my works are on display there. My mother and I walked into the crowded exhibition hall. We look for my works while enjoying the calligraphy hanging around us. Suddenly, my mother said, "Look, Li Bin!" Following my mother's hand, I saw my work hanging high on the wall at one side of the exhibition hall. The words "erudite and elegant" are particularly eye-catching. I rushed over and was very excited. Because this work embodies my hard work and sweat for nearly a year.

I am admiring my work narcissistically. Suddenly, an uncle with a camera behind him asked me, "Little friend, do you want to take a picture?" I quickly replied, "Yes." Mom also agreed. I stand in front of my work. I saw a flash of camera light and a click. My uncle took a good photo of me. I almost jumped for joy. I can't wait to see my photos.

The next day, I got the photos back. In order to keep it well, I put it in an album and take it out from time to time. Why should I keep this photo? To tell you the truth: this photo is my pride, and I will keep it for a long time. I should always look at my appearance at that time, so that it will always inspire me to study hard. At the same time, I also want my relatives and friends to see this photo, which is also an encouragement to me. Friend, are you right?

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H. A 600-word composition consists of a sentence from mom or dad and the story behind it.

There is a person who will always occupy the softest place in your heart, and you are willing to love her with your life; There is a kind of love that you can freely ask for and enjoy without asking for anything in return ... This person is called "Mom", and this kind of love is called "maternal love"!

May 13 is Mother's Day, which is the most unforgettable day in our hearts. This festival is a praise and commendation for mother, reminding us to always remember: be grateful to mother.

We are grateful for the life experience our mother gave us; Mother makes us grow sturdily, and we are grateful; We are grateful to our mother for her education and enlightenment, which enabled us to gain knowledge and strength; There are always difficulties and twists and turns in our life. It is mother who gives us care and help, and we should be more grateful.

Gratitude is a comprehensive expression of one's love, conscience, kindness, sense of responsibility and loyalty. It is hard to imagine that a person who has no filial piety, no gratitude, no love and no respect for teachers and classmates will be responsible for his company and his country in the future. How can a person who doesn't love his country, his family and others devote himself wholeheartedly to building the motherland tomorrow?

There is a touching little boy washing his mother's feet in the advertisement, but in real life, is it possible for every child to do it? "A drop of water should be rewarded by a stream of water." We may sometimes be obsessed with a little care from a stranger, but turn a blind eye to our mother's great love, think that she nags, or get furious because of some trivial things ... However, our mother will always support us silently, patiently enlighten us and give us support and encouragement.

Mother is pure as jade, exquisite as ivory carving, and the life watered by maternal love is full of pure beauty and fragrance. We should listen to our mother's nagging with a grateful heart, face her harshness sincerely and feel her sunny inner world. ...

Let's learn to be grateful from today, from filial piety to mother! Let's remember the birthdays of all mothers in the world, wash their feet once, beat her back hard, give her a warm hug, a warm blessing and a grateful smile!

On this warm day, I wish all mothers in the world a happy Mother's Day! A bunch of carnations and a sentence "Mom, you have worked hard" can make your mother's cheeks smile again! Let's give our mother more consideration and care, make our mother and our family full of happiness and harmony, and we will have a real growth!

Here, I want to quote a poem to end: the growth of children is the hope of mother's rebirth; The child's failure is the mother's sour tears; A child's success is a mother's happy smile. Students, for the mother's smile and tomorrow's harvest, let you and I be ambitious and carefree!

The story behind my happiness is about my mother.

Today, I opened my photo album and saw these photos, which were taken when my mother took me to Lianhuachi Park to feed pigeons when I was four years old. It's a sunny morning. My mother and I came to the park and saw a flock of pigeons flying all over the sky. When we got to the pigeon area, my mother bought a bag of corn kernels. I'll get it. Open it quickly. Ah! Corn kernels sparkle like pearls in the sun. My mother asked me to reach out and feed the pigeons, but I didn't dare, for fear that the pigeons' pointed mouths would peck me. I only dare to throw it to them from a distance. Watching these cute little guys peck corn kernels, I smiled happily. After feeding the pigeons, I asked my grandfather who raised the pigeons what kind of pigeon it was and how it was different from other pigeons. Grandpa proudly told me:' This is a peacock pigeon. Do you think its tail looks like proud as a peacock? I took another look, jumped up and shouted happily, yes, yes! What a small peacock! Now I have come to the pigeon area of Lianhuachi Park, but I can't see these peacock pigeons. Where will they go? Alas! When can I see these beautiful and lovely peacock pigeons again? The famous teacher commented: "Ah! Corn kernels sparkle like pearls in the sun. " You see, how beautiful the language is. Integrating all the scenery outside into your own words is a high-level performance of writing. This is a peacock pigeon. Do you think its tail looks like proud as a peacock? Among them, the writing of quotation marks (when typing) is an expression of regret and an appeal to us to take active actions to protect the environment. The little author didn't say it directly, but there was something in it. This may be an old photo that makes us think deeply!