Beautiful sentences describing old photos

In movies, you can keep the wonderful moments in your life, the thrilling moments, and let time freeze at that moment forever; Photos can keep the most precious memories of our childhood and remember the most ridiculous actions of our childhood; Photos can record our growth from a hungry baby to a slim girl. Every photo has a story, and every photo records a period of history. Today I will tell the story in my photo.

Happiness is very short, you can fly with wings. Happiness is too simple, so it is easily broken.

Look back once in a while, or you will always be looking for it and never know what you have lost. (Author: Dian)

Every memory has a password. As long as the time, place and character combination are correct, no matter how long it is dusty, that person's scene will be picked up again in oblivion.

So I still love the world that disappoints me, just as I love you. (Author: Dian)

A crying cloud floated in the wind, tearing the scales of June. If the wind of missing can still wake up the season, just like waking up the sleeping zongzi on the Miluo River Bridge, I will take a leaf of wormwood and swim freely between Li * and Jiu Wen. For those promises that pass by, I will firmly embed them in my heart and never forget them!

No matter how precious a memory is, it is not the memory itself. Precious things are buried in

Find what I think is important, ideal or love. I need something like this to remind me that I don't live by the inertia of "living"

Years passed through my fingers, and I felt my star slowly falling from the orbit.

Looking back yesterday, we have a clear conscience, although too much bitterness melted into yesterday's plowshares, although too much sadness filled our hearts, although too much helplessness was written on our faces, although too much energy was spent on yesterday's process.

Praise what has been lost and make it look particularly lovely in memory.

On the Dragon Boat Festival, people need to drink a glass of wine when they get up early, which is said to ward off evil spirits. Rizhao Dragon Boat Festival wraps seven colors of thread around children, and it will take them until the first rain after the festival before they are untied and thrown into the rain. On the Dragon Boat Festival in Linqing County, boys under seven wear symbols (necklaces made of wheat barnyard grass), girls wear pomegranate flowers, and they also wear yellow shoes made by their mothers, and draw five kinds of poisonous insects on the vamps with a brush. It means killing five kinds of poisonous insects with Qu Yuan's ink. On the morning of Dragon Boat Festival, Jimo washes his face with dew.

At that time, during the Dragon Boat Festival, reed leaves were often collected by the river. In the evening, we sat around our mother and watched the slender and soft green leaves turn into angular but round zongzi in her hands. At that time, I only cared about how to eat more, ignoring the way my mother looked at us. Growing up, I gradually understand that the silk thread wrapped in zongzi is as soft as my mother's mind.

Qu Yuan is a famous patriotic poet in China. It pains me to see his motherland being invaded, but I can't bear to give up my motherland all the time. On May 5th, after writing Huai Sha, I died in the Miluo River and wrote a magnificent patriotic movement with my own life.

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I am lucky, I want to thank my parents. Childhood is beautiful and unforgettable. Childhood depends on an era and also reflects an era. Our childhood is in a rising era. In an open era, our generation will never give up, never be old-fashioned and never be closed. Like freedom, like running around, we are very lucky, thanks to the older generation. We should also make the older generation thank us. We are an independent new generation.

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A 100-day-old baby, wearing a white cotton hat, chubby little face with big black eyes, looks even cuter against the white hat. Next to him stood a little boy about three years old, wearing tiger's head shoes sewn by his mother and holding the chair where the baby sat. -This is a black and white photo.

Time paper can't be wrapped or stopped, only a small photo album records the stay at that moment. Stay at the age of six or seven, recording interesting things when I was a child. Photos, year after year, have changed from new photos to old photos. One photo after another, like a sharp knife, cuts the time bit by bit in an orderly way.

The old photo was new at first, but time lost it. One day, new photos will become old photos, and there are more and more old photos. What do you think they are? They should be the marks of a person's growth, just like a big tree has your rings to record its experiences, and old photos record our growth.