In daily life, everyone is familiar with composition. With the help of composition, people can reflect objective things, express thoughts and feelings, and convey knowledge and information. There are many things to note when writing an essay. Are you sure you know how to write it? The following is a story composition of a photo that I collected for everyone. It is for reference only. Let’s take a look. Story of a Photo Composition 1
There is one of my favorite photos in my photo album. In the photo, our family of three is squatting by a large pool. My father is squatting on the far right and my mother is in the middle. I squatted on the far left side closest to the pool. A dolphin in the water raised its head out of the water. I gently touched its forehead with my right hand. My mother gently placed her right hand on its mouth. Everyone looked happily in the direction of the camera. Smile.
That day, my parents took me to visit the Ocean Park. The huge sea turtles in the aquarium swam overhead, and the colorful fish swam in groups. They swam left and right, flat. The ray shuttles through the water like a big gray ginkgo leaf, and the majestic shark patrols its territory like a general... I think the most interesting thing is the dolphin show. Under the command of the keeper, the dolphins perform underwater for a while. It moved forward at high speed like a cannonball. One moment it jumped high out of the water and made big splashes with its tail. The next moment it pushed the keeper with its mouth and stood in the water while gliding. The audience cheered from time to time. Some people couldn't help but quietly walked to the edge of the pool to watch. The dolphin noticed it and immediately swam over at high speed and rolled up the water with its tail, pouring water on him, which made everyone laugh. At the end of the performance, the audience was invited to take photos with the dolphins up close. I squatted carefully next to the dolphin. The dolphin stretched out its head in a friendly manner and let me put my hand on its forehead. Its warm skin was smooth, and I felt happy and excited. , this photo was taken at that time, and it is one of my favorite photos. Story composition of a photo 2
A chubby little girl, with a smile on her face, her eyes curved into crescent moons, revealing a row of creamy white teeth. Wearing a swimsuit, she stood excitedly on the beach, with the endless sea behind her. This is an old photo of mine that records my wonderful trip to Hainan.
I remember one day three years ago, my mother said that she would give me a special gift before entering school - a trip to Hainan. I happily "jumped into the sky" and could finally see the long-awaited sea!
For the first time in my life, I took a plane to Yalong Bay in Hainan, thousands of miles away. March here is like summer in Chengdu, with scorching red sun and bright sunshine. The first bay in the world - Yalong Bay, its sea water is so magical, sometimes as green as emerald, sometimes as blue as gems... Even a master of civil engineering can hardly describe it. I jumped towards the endless sea and shouted: "Sea, sea, I love you!" The beach of Yalong Bay is not only wide and flat, but also has white and fine sand. Stepping on it is like stepping on a soft and comfortable carpet. I was wearing a swimsuit and happily chasing the naughty waves on the silver-white beach. My mother took out her camera and quickly pressed the shutter button, capturing this happy moment...
This photo is now embedded in a photo frame with a frame full of shells. Whenever I look at it, I think of that happy trip to Hainan! Story of a Photo Composition 3
There are many photos in my family’s photo album. Each picture is a beautiful moment and a sweet memory.
Look, this photo was taken on October 2, 20xx. That day, the autumn wind was rustling and the evening breeze was blowing. My parents took me to play in the park during the festival.
I was so happy, humming a song, and ran to the park happily. There is a lot to do in the park, including colorful light displays of various shapes, various entertainment activities, and ice sculptures from the north.
Our family put on thick down jackets and entered a yurt-like dome. Yeah - it's so cold! A chill hit my face; I thought about it as soon as I entered, but the many ingenious ice sculptures inside attracted me. There are "Beijing Temple of Heaven", "Jade Girl in the Palace", "Going to the West for Buddhist Scriptures", "Yellow Crane Dancing", and there are also children's slides! When I came to the "Nanjing China Gate", I wanted to touch the tall ice lion in front of the door. So he stood on tiptoe and tried hard to touch the bell on the lion. At this time, my father's camera flashed "pop" at some point.
An interesting photo of me touching a lion in front of the Chinese Gate, the symbol of the Chinese nation, was forever frozen in this way. Composition
This photo left a beautiful moment that I will never forget. Story of a Photo Composition 4
On Sunday afternoon, when I was organizing my bookshelf, I found a photo. In the photo, I am holding my beloved giant panda doll "Gungun" with a happy smile on my face.
It was this year’s May Day holiday. My parents and I came to the Giant Panda Base in Chengdu. There were many panda pavilions inside. We went to see one of them first. There are three very cute baby pandas here. There was a baby panda sleeping soundly on the top of a big tree. It was so high that I was particularly worried that it would fall and get hurt. There was another one walking angrily in the yard. It turned out that it had just woken up and the administrator had driven it into the yard to do some activities. In addition, there is a giant panda baby that is climbing nimbly from one tree to another. It is plump and round, and the branches of the small trees are almost broken by it. Later, we visited other panda houses, and the pandas inside were also very cute. I also wanted a cute giant panda, so my parents and I carefully selected a giant panda doll in a souvenir shop and named it "Gungun". After leaving the store, my mother helped me take a photo with "Gun Gun". How happy I am to have such a cute panda!
Today, when I saw this photo again, I remembered that happy and unforgettable holiday again. Story of a Photo Composition 5
Yesterday, I accidentally picked up the photo album that witnessed my childhood growth. After opening it, my eyes suddenly stopped on a photo.
That photo was taken when I was in first grade. That day, my mother took me to her alma mater, Peking University, to pick up fallen leaves.
While walking on the campus covered with fallen leaves, I suddenly saw an orange thing, which looked like a small fur ball. So, I waved to my mother and wanted her to tell me what it was, but she asked me to see it myself. After I went there, I took a look: Wow! It's actually a cat! It's quite fat, maybe the students often feed it. It was sleeping. When I approached it, to be honest, I was a little scared. I was afraid that it would catch me. But when I thought about it, it didn't matter. People often came to feed it. It should be very docile. So I braved it and touched it, but it had no reaction. When I saw this, I became more courageous. I sat down on the stone bench next to me and looked at it. Hey! It seems to be smiling at me! I felt very strange and continued to stare at it. It continued to look at me lazily, and I couldn't help but laugh. At this moment, my mother took this photo of me.
Later, I sat on the stone bench next to the cat for a long time. My mother tried her best to persuade me to leave, but I still pouted and didn’t want to leave! When I came back and passed by here and saw it again, it still looked at me with a smile, so friendly and cute.
Thinking of this, I couldn’t help laughing. How could a cat laugh? That's my imagination! No! impossible! It was clearly smiling that day!
I think: I must live in peace with animals in the future. This cute kitten is so lucky and so cute. It has received everyone's love and at the same time given back full trust to people, allowing us to experience the joy of getting along with it in the process of getting along with it. , this can’t help but be said to be a benign way of getting along between humans and animals! Story of a Photo Composition 6
During the National Day holiday this year, my father, mother, brother and I went to Wangshunshan Forest Park with my whole family. We walked to the maple forest, and my mother took this picture for me. Liked photos.
The photo shows fiery red maple leaves, golden ginkgo trees, green mountains in the distance, and of course me. I was very happy because it was the first time I saw such a beautiful scenery, and my mother was also very excited. I'm wearing a red coat and blue and white pants. I put one hand vertically downward and the other hand on the cement guardrail. Behind is the colorful and beautiful scenery of Wangshun Mountain, which looks very beautiful.
I remember that mountain climbing. At the beginning, my father walked in the front, and I was second. My mother and brother were behind. We were full of energy, talking and laughing. However, after climbing for fifteen minutes, I was out of breath. My legs felt like they were filled with lead. They were very heavy and I couldn't walk even one step. I couldn't hold on anymore, so I sat down on the steps and became motionless.
Asked my mother: "When can we get to the top of the mountain?" My mother said to me: "It will take half an hour!" I thought: "Why does it take so long? I won't leave!" This is what my father said to me: "On the mountain The scenery is more beautiful. Life is like mountain climbing. Even if there are difficulties, don’t give up easily. Only by persevering can you see more beautiful scenery.” After listening to my father’s words, I suddenly gained strength, as if climbing the mountain was not so tiring. ! Finally climbed to the edge of Wangshun Mountain. There is really a feeling of "being at the top of the mountain and seeing the small mountains at a glance".
Every time I see this photo, I will recall the happy scene of going to Wangshun Mountain. It also inspires me to not be afraid of difficulties and move forward courageously. Story of a Photo Essay 7
This old photo is a real scene taken by reporters when the Japanese invaders bombed the Shanghai South Railway Station on August 28, 1937.
The bustling scene suddenly disappeared into nothing. Broken overpasses, twisted railways, burned houses, broken bricks and tiles were strewn all over the place... A child sat on the ground and howled. He was covered in bruises and his clothes were shabby. He might have been three or four years old, and he was killed and wounded by someone in front of him. Stunned.
Perhaps, he was happily playing with his parents when he heard a loud rumbling noise and a honeycomb-like crowd surged out. Just like that, he and his parents were separated. The shells made everyone present go into a panic. One fell in a pool of blood, crying and shouting continuously and finally turned into moans. The child looked at his parents lying motionless, which frightened him. At this moment, he had become an orphan. Having just snuggled into the arms of his parents, he had nothing for a moment. He had no love from his parents, no education from his teachers...
I believe that reporters and well-wishers will definitely lend a helping hand and make it look brand new. Accept the teacher's education, be a good person, become a pillar of the country, and become a person who is beneficial to the country. I hate the Japanese invaders and the war. They caused so many innocent people to lose their lives, left so many people living on the streets as orphans, and brought so many disasters to the country. Everyone hates war and longs for peace. I hope that people in the 21st century can make war disappear forever. In the world of tomorrow, "flowers of peace" will surely bloom all over the world.
Come on! Students, read for the rise of China! Story of a Photo Essay 8
In my family’s photo album, there are many photos. Each one is a beautiful moment and carries a precious memory.
Look, in this photo, there are a few white clouds floating in the blue sky, the majestic Tiananmen Square is behind you, and the smiling boy in the middle is me. This photo was taken on August 13, 20xx. On that day, my parents took me to Tiananmen Square in Beijing. After walking across the Jinshui Bridge, we saw Tiananmen. My father told me about the history of Tiananmen: Tiananmen Gate Tower is located in Tiananmen Square. At the north end of the square, it was the main entrance to the imperial city of Beijing during the Ming and Qing dynasties. It consisted of a tower and a city platform. Above the central doorway hung a portrait of Chairman Mao. On both sides of the portrait were "Long Live the Republic of the People's Republic of China" and "Long Live the Republic of the People's Republic of China". Long live the great unity of the people of the world." At the founding ceremony of the People's Republic of China on October 1, 1949, Chairman Mao stood here and announced to the world the founding of the People's Republic of China. Tiananmen is a symbol of our great motherland, and its solemn and solemn image is an important part of the national emblem of our country.
After listening to my father’s introduction to Tiananmen, I excitedly said to my parents: “I have always longed to see Tiananmen, and today I finally realized this wish. Come and take a photo for me.” So there it was. This is a photo of me and Tiananmen.
Every time I see this photo, I think of Tiananmen in Beijing, the capital, and of our increasingly powerful motherland. Story composition of a photo 9
True love is the indispensable and most important emotion in life.
This is a family portrait of my family, and it is also the only one at this stage. Time flies so fast, it passed in the blink of an eye. Six years have passed since this photo was taken. Every time I see the photo frame, I always see the family photo carefully: eldest aunt, eldest uncle, second aunt, second uncle, uncle, aunt, parents, grandparents, cousins, and their expressions are so happy. The wrinkles on Grandpa's forehead and the silver threads on Grandma's head all tell the story of their weathered life journey. Of course, they can feel the joy of life the most.
I still clearly remember that during the Spring Festival that year, the whole family, old and young, rushed back to my grandparents’ house from all over the country to celebrate the New Year. I was only seven years old at the time, and I was quite obedient, but I didn’t understand the true meaning of reunion at all. I only understood that there were more people and prosperity. But since that time, the whole family rarely gets together. Nowadays, every time during the New Year or holiday, either my cousin didn't come, or my cousin didn't come... Grandma always said to herself regretfully: "When can the whole family get together again?"
It is always easy to ignore the emotions of the previous generation when we are busy. Nowadays, this family portrait has gradually turned yellow under the wash of time, but the happy smile of the family has always been so lifelike. I think maybe it will be tomorrow, maybe it will be the day after tomorrow. Our whole family will definitely get together again. At that time, there will undoubtedly be a more beautiful and collectible family photo.
Innocent friendship and passionate love will eventually turn into true love. Friends! May you cherish this true love that cannot pass away. Story of a Photo Composition 10
Eight spring, summer, autumn and winter, thousands of photos recorded every bit of my growth. When I opened the thick photo album, a colorful photo came into my eyes. It was taken when I was in the sixth grade performance of the kindergarten class. In the photo, I am wearing a court dress, a black gauze hat on my head, holding paper in my hand, and singing Peking Opera with great energy. I play the selfless Bao Qingtian!
Through various stories about Bao Qingtian in a large number of books that I have read before, I have developed a strong interest in him, and I also admire him very much, so I am very happy and proud to be able to play this role. .
In order to perform this show, we started practicing a month in advance. Every time I rehearsed very seriously, sometimes I would rehearse all morning without stopping, and sometimes I would not even bother to drink when I was thirsty. Water, even my voice was a little hoarse some days. After the rehearsal, the students packed their things and prepared to go home, but I took the initiative to stay and continue practicing. Not only did I rehearse hard at school, but I also performed and practiced for my parents at home, striving to be the best in singing. Hard work paid off, and eventually I mastered the singing method of Peking Opera.
In this way, it was finally time to perform on stage. I suppressed the nervousness in my heart, performed the movements and sang the lines meticulously. There was warm applause from the audience, and everyone praised our performance. I was very happy.
Seeing this photo reminds me of the hard rehearsals when I played Bao Qingtian. I deeply know that "only if you are not afraid of hardship and tiredness can you achieve good results." In my future study and life, I will also study hard and strive to do everything well. Story of a Photo Composition 11
Two summers ago, my mother, my sister Tongtong and her family went to Rizhao for a trip. We took many photos, one of which I found very interesting.
That day, we took the tour bus to the park by the sea. When I got off the car, the sea breeze blew in my face. I smelled the breath of the sea and saw a blue field in front of me from a distance, ah! That's the sea. I saw the sea for the first time. I was so excited that I rushed towards the sea with sister Tongtong. I didn't even have time to take off my clothes. As a result, I was soaked from top to bottom, inside and outside. Later I had to take off all my clothes except my pants. We had fun playing in the water, splashing water on each other and having water fights. The water splashed everywhere, making me unable to keep my eyes open. Girls are so timid and don’t dare to go into the depths of the sea. Sister Tongtong only dares to stand where the water is less than her knees, but I dare to go deeper into the sea. The waves were coming one after another, so I jumped as hard as I could to see if I could jump over. It was so interesting! Sister Tongtong can't enjoy the fun of playing games with the waves like me, because she stands too close to the coast and there are no waves there.
We played for a long time, and our mother called us back. It was time to eat. I ran back quickly, and suddenly my foot slipped and fell into the water with a "plop", ah! It turns out that sea water is not only salty, but also has a bitter taste. At this time, my mother raised the camera and made a "click" sound, saving this picture forever.
Blue sea, blue sky, white sails in the distance, sister Tongtong and I were playing in the sea.
This old photo always brings back great memories! The Story of a Photo Composition 12
In my room, there is a photo hanging high. That photo is a photo of me when I was a child and I painted a painting. That painting was given to me. The third prize in the national children's painting competition!
That summer, I studied painting at the home of a teacher named Wang Xu. I studied very seriously every day and painted one picture after another. One day the teacher told us that the quadrennial national children's painting competition was about to begin. Let each of us choose the painting we think is the best and participate in the competition. I thought hard and finally decided to draw another one. No matter how it turned out, I would use it to compete. After I finished drawing with pencil, I traced it with a black outline pen, and finally took out gouache and colored it. Immediately, a colorful painting was completed. I named it "Good Friends". While I was drawing, the teacher took out his camera and secretly took a picture of me.
Not long after the painting was handed in, one day, the teacher announced the list of winners and said: "The students who participated in the competition and won the prizes are Li Han... Yang Di..." I felt excited and couldn't help but say: "Too Okay! "But now that I'm in sixth grade, I don't have time to learn to draw, otherwise I should learn to sketch...
I have always kept that photo in my room. It's really a photo. A photo is a painting and a story. Story of a Photo Composition 13
The old photo that remains fresh in my memory is when I was four years old, in a spring when everything was coming back to life. My mother calmed down and gave me some Enrolled in a painting class.
One sunny morning, my mother took me to a painting class. When I came to the painting class, I saw many children as old as me, as well as some big sisters and brothers. The eldest brother is sketching and we are doing crafts. My first class is to make hot pot. There are 8 children in our group, and there are two people in one group. My partner and I assigned tasks. I made the inside of the hot pot. , while he was making hot pot, the scene of my family eating hot pot suddenly appeared in my mind. I drew a pot on the paper, including a spicy pot and a non-spicy pot. I then drew crab meat and beef on another piece of paper. , quail eggs, fried bean skin, baby cabbage, enoki mushrooms rolled in bean skin... I cut them out one by one, and then used glue to paste the cut vegetables on the pot. My partner drew juice, beer, Food bowls, etc.
My deskmate and I completed the content of the first class together. I was very happy. At this time, the door rang. My mother came to pick me up. The teacher said: After being praised, the teacher and my mother took a photo of me with my work. From that moment on, I fell in love with painting, and now I smile happily when I see this photo. Story of a Photo Composition 14
Putting down the dusty photo album in this fleeting year, my thoughts began to roll. I caressed each photo, and each photo told a story about me and my childhood. My daylight suddenly stopped on a photo with some yellowing edges, and I smiled happily.
This photo records a happy vegetable picking experience between my sister and me. This vegetable garden belongs to my grandma. The vegetable garden at my grandma’s house is evergreen all year round. It is one of my favorite places to go every time I go back to my hometown. There are green cabbage, green onions, and green cucumbers in my grandma's vegetable patch. They are all hiding in the branches and leaves, playing hide and seek with me. Every time I see a vegetable growing vigorously, I am reluctant to pick it. But when I turned around and saw my sister carrying the biggest cabbage in the garden on her shoulders, I couldn't help but want to pull it out. Suddenly, I also found a green cabbage. I put down the radish in my hand and pulled it out with both hands. My sister saw that I couldn't pull it out despite my efforts, so she took the initiative to come over and said boldly: "I'll help you." I said: "Okay". Two pairs of small hands pulled hard, and finally pulled it out, holding our trophies, we laughed happily. Dad quickly took a picture of this moment.
Although a photo is not valuable, it retains an unforgettable experience in your life. When I see it now, I will still be immersed in the relaxed and happy atmosphere of life... A photo Story composition 15
Today I accidentally looked through the photos of my childhood.
Flipping through the pages, a photo taken on March 8, 20xx aroused my reverie:
This photo was taken in Qiyuan. I stood in front of the winter jasmine flowers, holding a flower in my hand. A bottle of milk, smiling, but there were still tears on her face. I cried just now because I was very thirsty, but the milk I brought from home was gone. When my father knew that I was crying because I had no milk to drink, he ran to buy milk and stuffed it into my hands without saying a word. When I saw the milk coming, I burst into laughter.
I am already a ten-year-old man, and my mother and father are still so good to me and care about me meticulously, but sometimes I behave so poorly, which is really shameful. At home, my mother tidies the room for me so that I have a beautiful and comfortable bedroom; my mother also washes the dishes at home; at work, my father and mother are so diligent and hardworking; in the evening, my father and mother help me with my homework and give me I check my homework and it's already so hard, but sometimes I lose my temper and get angry at them at will, which is really inappropriate.
This photo contains my parents’ love for me, my father’s hard work, and my mother’s hard work. My father and mother are so good to me. I will try my best to repay my father and mother in the future!