Hearing the news, I went home at noon and told my parents immediately. Just when I was cheering and jumping for joy, just when my mother was worried, it was because I beat many masters in my class in this exam. I was fat at that time, not that naive little girl. I have grown up, and my mother seized this moment for me. Looking at this photo, I can't help it. My brother is exhausted. In order to carry me to the chair, he tried his best to make me sit in the chair. He's laughing! This is a photo I took after the monthly exam this year.
You may be curious why I am so happy, hehe! After a long struggle, I can finally take pictures. "Say that finish, I held the story book high, from our babbling to learning shoes to becoming sensible. I must have taken a lot of photos. In these photos, we recorded our growing footprints and our happy laughter. My hearty laughter came from the studio. My mother rushed over and saw me playing with dolls on the ground.
My mother saw that I was gone. Later, I saw my brother absorbed in reading a story book, so I leaned in to read it. But my brother read too fast, so I stood on tiptoe. Before I could see it clearly, I turned over. As soon as I saw it, I quickly said, "I haven't finished reading it yet, brother!" " My brother laughed: "I'll show you if you can fix me." I will work harder. I believe that as long as I pay, I will get something back! " Under the blue sky, I will collect it well and never forget it. Needless to say, it was me. At that time, I was seven. I listened to my mother's words and tried my best to catch it on the day of taking pictures. When my mother saw this scene, she happily picked up the camera and clicked it for the camera. Isn't this photo proof that I love learning? When I opened the third photo, a girl with paper in her hand jumped up with joy. On that winding road, the little shadow became bigger and bigger. This growing album records our bitter tears ... After finishing our homework on Sunday, we opened the album excitedly. The first photo that caught my attention was my baby's centenary photo. I couldn't help laughing with a snort. I was holding my feet and gnawing! She and her brother were asking about the price, but I climbed into the photo studio alone. I was a chubby boy! Open the second photo, a little girl tiptoes to grab a book from a big brother. I smiled proudly, because I knew I had grown up and had my own thoughts and personality.
2. Composition of my family's photo album My family's photo album is really varied and varied, with some photos I like.
The hero of the first painting is Miss Ben. When I was a child, I was a clown who was famous at home and abroad.
You see: in the photo, I sit on the bed, open my hands as if to fly, and my eyes smile like the moon on the first day. Looking at this photo, I smiled, because it helped me find the footprint of growth.
The second picture shows a lovely mother with a room of grandma in the background. My mother is wearing a purple coat and brown pants. Although the mother in the photo is simple, she is as lovely and young as "her beauty is better than stone, which makes Yang Guifei angry".
The third one is a little abnormal, hehe ....................................................................................................................................................................., because I was only two years old in the photo, and my watermelon hair didn't attack me! Free! Uh-huh! Don't say this, say it! Oh! Oh! Oh! The most outstanding thing is not only that, but also the full set of Shaolin Temple clothes I wear and the actions I want to play.
I looked at this photo and thought affectionately, "I was so handsome when I was young!" " "(narcissist) The fourth picture shows my sister and I watching chickens together. The chicken in the photo seems to think we are going to eat it, and its feet are unstable! Fortunately, the adults were witty and photographed this precious scene.
Oh! Fortunately. These four photos are just a little bit of the album.
This ordinary photo album has accompanied me through spring, summer, autumn and winter, all year round.
3. How to write 50 words in a photo composition? I finished my homework yesterday and opened the photo album at will. Suddenly, a picture of a child sitting on a cane chair caught my attention, and I couldn't help looking at it carefully.
The photo shows a chubby little cute, dressed in white, sitting on a bamboo chair, with his mouth open, drooling, waving his arms as if he wanted something, and his bright eyes shining straight. Isn't that me? It's full of my greed and my naughty.
According to my mother, this photo was taken when I was five months old. An aunt came to our house and brought a big watermelon. Mother cut the watermelon and ate it with her aunt. At that time, I thought: that thing is bright red and moist, so it should be delicious! So I waved my little hand and shouted for a taste. Just when my father came back from the outside to see this wonderful and ridiculous scene, he quickly picked up the camera and photographed this naughty me, thus leaving this beautiful photo.
Seven years passed unconsciously, and I grew up unconsciously. Although I am still so greedy and naughty, I am as naive and handsome as when I was a child.
4. I must have taken a lot of photos from babbling to learning shoes to becoming sensible. In these photos, we recorded our growth footprints, recorded our happy laughter and recorded our bitter tears ... After finishing homework on Sunday, I opened the photo album excitedly, and the first photo that caught my eye was the baby's centenary photo. At that time, I was fat and eating with my feet! I can't help laughing. I listened to my mother. On the day of the photo shoot, she and her brother were asking about the price, but I climbed into the photo studio alone.
When my mother saw that I was missing, she was in a hurry to find it. Just when my mother was in a hurry, my hearty laughter came from the photo studio. My mother rushed over and saw me playing with dolls on the ground! After a long struggle, I was finally able to take pictures, which exhausted my brother. In order to carry me to the chair, he tried his best to make me sit in the chair. No way, I was a chubby boy then! Open the second photo, a little girl tiptoes to grab a book from a big brother. Needless to say, that's me. At that time, I was seven. Seeing my brother absorbed in reading a story book, I also leaned in to read it. But my brother read too fast, and I didn't see it clearly, so I flipped through it. As soon as I saw it, I quickly said, "Brother, I haven't finished reading it yet!" " My brother smiled and said, "I'll show you if you can get it." Say that finish, I held the story book high. I stood on tiptoe and struggled to catch it. When my mother saw this scene, she happily picked up the camera and clicked it on the camera. Isn't this photo proof that I love learning? Turning to the third page, a girl with a piece of paper in her hand jumped up happily and was laughing! This is a photo I took after the monthly exam this year.
You may be curious why I am so happy, hehe, because I beat many masters in my class in this exam and won the first place in the total score. Hearing the news, I went home at noon and told my parents immediately. Just as I was cheering, my mother photographed this moment for me.
Looking at this photo, I smiled proudly, because I know that when I grow up, I am no longer the little baby who only wants candy, nor the little girl with a childish face. I grew up and had my own thoughts and personality. In the future, I will work harder. I believe that as long as I pay, there will be a return! Under the blue sky, on the winding road, that small shadow is getting bigger and bigger. I will collect this growing album and never forget it.
5. My favorite photo composition [My favorite photo composition] When I opened the Chinese textbook, a black-and-white photo came into view, which was my favorite photo composition. This is1the real scene taken by the reporter when the Japanese invaders bombed Shanghai South Railway Station on August 28th, 937. The originally prosperous city has turned into ruins, twisted railways, broken overpasses and broken houses under the smoke of war. Why is he alone? Where is his home? What about his parents? I thought of the question mark. Before the Japanese invaders bombed Shanghai South Railway Station, he might be traveling happily with his parents to visit relatives. Suddenly, the plane roared by. A roar of gunfire destroyed her beautiful childhood. He looked at everything in front of him, only helpless crying. Without his parents, he became an orphan, unloved and even a little beggar, reaching out his dirty little hands every day to beg from passers-by. How many children will be like the children in the picture? I hate Japanese invaders, they are like evil devils and cruel executioners. I will never forget the tragic and humiliating history that the Japanese invaders brought great pain and disaster to the people of China! There is a photo of three years ago at home, and I like it very much. This was taken by graduation photo from the preschool class of the provincial model kindergarten in Pujiang County. There are all the children in our preschool class, as well as Mr. Hu Yuan, Mr. Mao, Mr. Wang, and the English teacher who taught us in kindergarten. There are several students in the photo who are still in my class. They are the little ones in the first row and me in the second row. In the fourth row, middle school students Yang and Wang Yiling wrote "My favorite photo composition". Whenever I see this photo, I will think of that unforgettable day. It was a noon in the summer of 2005, and the teachers gave each of our children a beautiful and arrogant black doctor suit. We happily put on our clothes and doctor's hats, and under the leadership of Teacher Mao, we happily came to the kindergarten gate. The teacher asked us to line up first. Then I brought the children in the first row a stool, let them sit on the stool, the second row stood, the third row stood on the high stool, and the fourth row stood on the high stool. After the photographer debugged the camera, he said to us loudly: Laugh! The teacher asked us to shout together: eggplant! Then I took this photo. In an instant, I went to primary school. The school is much bigger and more beautiful than the previous kindergarten! But I still can't forget the day when our kindergarten took pictures of graduation photo. Do the children in my kindergarten still remember the photos of graduation photo taken by our kindergarten? When I saw this topic, many things came to my mind: I like painting, I like traveling, I like reading, I like ... but among these various choices, I like photography best, probably because of my trip to Qiandao Lake. During the summer vacation, my mother took me to Qiandao Lake. I'm so happy to take this and that with my camera. When I arrived at my destination, I was still enjoying the journey. I fell in love with photography. Once, on my second grandfather's birthday, my mother and I went to dinner. When I arrived at my second grandfather's house, I picked up my mother's mobile phone, teased the puppy while eating, and photographed its funny movements. As a result, the puppy chased me all over the house, which made everyone laugh. As for me, I even cried and photographed this scene of laughter for myself. Maybe it's my sincerity in photography. They actually bought me a small camera. I am so excited that I shoot it with my camera every day. Sometimes there is nothing to shoot, just shoot goldfish, chandeliers and even giggle at the camera. Anyway, I photographed anything I caught. On another occasion, my mom and dad took me to Xinhua Bookstore to read, and I picked out some fairy tale books to buy home. Unexpectedly, there was a traffic jam on the road, and a young man got into a fight with an old man who set up a stall. I actually took a camera and took a close-up of this scene. Just when a policeman uncle came over, I was scared to cry. The police uncle came up to me and asked me kindly, little friend, do you know how this uncle and grandpa fought? I naively said: I took it all. If my uncle wants to see it, I will give it a beginning first. I didn't expect the police uncle to really promise me. I clapped my hands and shouted happily: reward uncle, reward uncle ... how interesting my childhood memories are, and I can't forget them until now. This may be the reason why I like photography very much until now.
In my photo album, my favorite photo is the photo of me catching fish by a small river. It was a summer, and my father and I went to catch fish in the river. I took off my shoes with a fork and jumped into the river at once. At this moment, a fish swam over. I stared at the little fish and swam gently. I didn't fork, but I almost fork my foot. Father said, "I have to calm down and do it at the critical moment." I want to write a photo I like in the third grade of primary school. " I thought to myself: Dad is right. I had to calm down and wait for the fish to swim and catch it. After a while, the fish swam over and I saw the fish getting closer and closer to me. My fork just caught the fish, so my father took the opportunity to take this photo. I like this photo, it reminds me of an infinitely happy childhood! w w w x I a o x u e 123。 Chief Operating Officer.
7. About my photo 400-word composition about my photo
Speaking of photos, everyone must have photos in their homes. Today, I will talk about my photos. When we opened the photo album, we saw a photo I took when I was one year old. At that time, I was a toddler. At that time, I put one hand on the chair and the other hand stretched forward. I want to let go but dare not, and my eyes are full of expectation.
Hey! Look, who is this little girl? Of course it's still me! This was taken in the park in my hometown. Why did my head turn to the other side? Maybe there is something attractive over there! I used to know what attraction was when I was a child.
Look at this one. It's me again. It was when I was very young, lying in bed, two small eyes like black grapes looked at the camera curiously, as if to ask, "What is this?" What are you doing with this thing? "
"Dad, get out of the way, I want to come down." This is a scene where my father holds me and I try to push him away, as if I were afraid that my father's beard would stab my young face. Dad still often laughs at me with this photo.
Let's take a look at this set of photos. This is a photo I took when I was one year old. What am I doing? Why do onlookers laugh? I heard from my grandparents that the first time I caught a book, they said that I would be able to read a good book and I would not live up to the expectations of my elders.
8. About the composition of my photo. About the composition of my photos.
In my memory, there is a particularly unforgettable photo, which was taken with my sister at the chrysanthemum exhibition in Xinyuan Square.
It was autumn, and I was wearing a dark blue coat and black pants, just like a cowboy in the west. My sister is wearing a red shirt and jeans, just like Mulan joined the army for her father. The two of us stood in front of the chrysanthemum and laughed happily.
At that time, people came and went in Singapore Square. Every place is crowded with people. We first went to the fitness area of the square, played for a while, and then went to see chrysanthemums together. Some chrysanthemums are delicate golden yellow, some are bright pink, some are pure white, some are spicy red, and all kinds of chrysanthemums have different shapes. They are beautiful in contrast with each other, which can really be said to be colorful.
We looked at all kinds of shapes made of chrysanthemums, and there was a long dragon winding among the flowers, as if it rained in an instant. ...
We saw flowers placed like radishes and flying saucers. When we crossed the bridge, we saw the poet's poems, all of which described chrysanthemums.
I was intoxicated by such beautiful scenery. My sister said to me at this moment: "Let's take a picture!" " I was very happy after listening to it. So my sister and I took this unforgettable photo.