Excellent composition with photos

No matter in study, work or life, everyone will often come into contact with composition. Composition is a transition from internal speech to external speech, that is, from a compressed and concise language that one can understand to a developed and standardized grammatical structure that others can understand. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? The following is the excellent composition of the photos I collected. Welcome to read the collection.

Excellent photo composition 1 This photo was taken when I was six years old. Don't underestimate this photo. It's one of the top ten memories in my photo! In the photo, I am holding a leaf in one hand and feeding the birds in the cage wholeheartedly. A little boy next to me is looking at the camera and making faces. There is an unknown story about this photo!

I was in a big kindergarten class. During the holiday, my mother took me to my aunt's house in Hai 'an. My aunt's neighbor lives with my inseparable good friend Beibei. I'll invite him to play as soon as I get there. It happened that Beibei was teasing birds in the yard. I took a closer look, and it turned out that there was a parrot in the birdcage, and I became interested in it. "Beibei, let's feed the parrot and see who eats the food on the leaves first, shall we?" Beibei replied cheerfully, "OK, let's have a competition."

Beibei quickly picked a leaf and threw some bird food at the parrot. Unexpectedly, the parrot not only did not eat, but also took a few steps back. Beibei stretched the leaves forward again. This time, the parrot jumped up and reached for it. It flew around in the birdcage, and Beibei threw away the leaf in disappointment. It's my turn At first, the parrot flinched a little in fear. Later, I still gently put the leaves there motionless. The parrot knew that I didn't catch it and didn't mean to start pecking. At this moment, Beibei's grandfather quickly took a picture, pressed the camera shutter and took this scene, leaving frequent moments.

Now that the house has changed and been decorated, we have all grown up a lot, but this memory is still deep in my mind.

Every time I open the photo album, I will see a very interesting photo. The little girl in the photo is hiding in the corner of the room and secretly eating moon cakes. Funny and cute looks always make people laugh. That little girl is me.

I remember the Mid-Autumn Festival when I was five years old. My mother took me to my grandmother's house for a reunion dinner. As soon as I entered my grandmother's house, some moon cakes on the cook attracted me, and I was secretly glad. While my mother and grandmother were not looking, I secretly moved a small bench, climbed it quickly, and stood on tiptoe to reach the moon cakes. I slipped down gently and wolfed it down. "ah! Delicious! " I munched, and before I could savor it, I couldn't wait to swallow it. It's a bit like pig eight quit eating the fruit of life. Although the moon cake residue fell all over the floor, I ate it with relish, and soon I ate up a moon cake. I went to get the second moon cake again. Just as I was "trying" again, I suddenly clicked, followed by a flash of lightning, which scared me to look up and look at my mother blankly. My mother raised her camera and smiled: "My daughter is really a greedy cat. You see, I've photographed you being greedy. When you grow up, I'll show you that you're ashamed! " Say that finish, I made a gesture of shame.

A few years have passed, and I have grown up. Although I think this photo is a little embarrassing, I still think it is very interesting because it records an interesting little thing when I was a child. This photo will be a lasting aftertaste in my memory.

I have a beautiful photo album with photos of me from one hundred days to nine years old. Whenever I am free, I always open the photo album and have a look.

Photos flashed in front of my eyes and memories came to my mind. Suddenly, a yellow photo caught my attention. I heard from my mother that this photo was taken when I was one year old. Look, I'm wearing a white coat and a pair of pink pants in the photo, smiling from ear to ear! Show two small white teeth, so cute!

Although my family is not rich, my parents always take pictures of me generously every birthday, leaving me with childhood footprints. Through these photos, I seem to see my parents' busy figure again and realize their careful care and inculcation. Very ordinary photos, full of parents' love, bathed in them, just like soaking in a sugar jar.

Whenever I look at these yellowed photos, a warm feeling arises spontaneously. Nine years of dribs and drabs vaguely appeared in front of my eyes and mind. Being in the ocean of love, I believe that I will be able to go through ups and downs in the future, and I will comfort my parents with my own success.

I believe my future is not a dream, and I will repay my parents for their kindness to me.

Grandpa treasures two family photos separated by 35 years.

"Happy birthday to you …" This is the first month of this year. Our whole family gathered in the dining room, ordered a good table and lit seven bright birthday candles to celebrate Grandpa's seventieth birthday. At that time, the small room was full of warmth.

Before the cake, grandpa's face was rosy, his smile was shining, and there was a little cream in his mouth, like an old urchin. My aunt and I surrounded my grandparents and asked the waiter to take a happy family photo for us.

This big cake was bought by my aunt for grandpa, and this table of dishes was specially left by my father for grandpa. Dad had planned to hold several birthday parties to entertain his grandfather who had worked hard for most of his life. But now he advocates changing the customs. Grandpa said openly, "We don't need money, but we don't want to be too extravagant. It's good for our family to get together. " Grandma heard the news and strongly agreed, so she had a happy reunion in the first month.

Later, I posted the new photo and gave it to grandpa. Grandpa put on reading glasses, put the photo in front of his eyes, enjoyed it for a long time, and then took out an old photo from the drawer to show me.

It was 35 years ago that my grandfather went to Beijing on business. He used the surplus food he had saved to bring back two new clothes that were fashionable at that time to my parents, and then deliberately took a family of four to the photo studio to take the first family photo.

In the photo, grandparents are still young, but they have lost weight; Dad in a small suit and aunt in a tweed coat look childish, and trying on new clothes seems to give their dull childhood a magical luster.

Grandpa often looks at these two family photos and sighs: "35 years ago, I already felt that I had a good life." Where would you have thought that there is such a beautiful life today? " I think the change is his endless taste in life.

Photo Excellent Composition 5 Open the floodgate of memory, many memories flow away like a rolling river and are forgotten by me. But this photo is like a shining pearl in the river, and I will never forget it.

It was an afternoon five years ago. After lunch, we came to Yunnan ethnic port.

Outside the lane, hundreds of vendors kept hawking, and several heroic young men rode horses and wrestled on the nearby grassland. I looked around for a week and suddenly let out a scream of excitement, just like a hound found its prey, and then I came back with a "Wang Xiangjian". I am a weapon fanatic, and I am usually asked to see the top ten swords in the world, but it is not difficult for me!

When I entered the garden, I saw another picture. Mountains and cliffs rise from the ground, and half of the boulders are daunting. The bamboo house echoes the mountains from a distance, just like a China ink painting without color rendering, so simple and beautiful, so quiet and beautiful. This kind of beauty can not help but remind people of the natural wildness and eclectic beauty of Suoxi jade, which makes people feel prosperous. Soon, it began to rain and fog in Mao Mao, which seemed to add a mysterious and fantastic color to this picturesque landscape.

When climbing the mountain, all kinds of animals accompanied me all the way. Listen, the lark's song seems to inspire me to move forward all the way, and the tinkling sound of spring makes me feel happy. I want to say, isn't this the favor that nature has given me?

Time is like a song. It's been five years since this happened. However, the beautiful scenery on the mountain still makes me linger.

Every time I open the photo album, I will see photos of our football team playing at the seaside in Sanya. It was the winter vacation on 20 15, and the photo was taken by our coach.

When we had a rest after the competition in Sanya, the coach took us to a famous scenic spot in Sanya, Xihai Dragon Palace. When I came here, I was greeted by the boundless sea, which set off the blue sky and white clouds. It's true that water and sky are one color, sky and sea are connected, and sea and sky are connected!

We play freely on the beach, some dig sand piles, some build sand houses, some build sand castles, as if we can fight sand battles at any time, and everyone's face is filled with joy and happiness.

My friend and I went to shallow water to look for coral reefs, only to find them after drinking two gulps of seawater. Too salty! I threw up.

We are fearless, braving the wind and waves and moving on. After an hour of hard work, we found a large coral reef and several colorful conchs, and we couldn't help laughing.

A few hours later, some dug a big bunker, some built sand castles, and some had a good sand battle. We harvested a large basin of coral reefs.

As the sun sets, the sunset glow on the horizon turns red, and the clouds in the sky, like fire, dye the sea red. At this time, the coach suggested: "This is the last group tour, so let's take a group photo here!" Everyone said in unison, "Good!" We stood on the beach and the coach shouted, "Jump together!" " "We all laughed and jumped together:" Eggplant! " "Then, everyone laughed into a ball!

Although I will never return to the day before, I will never forget the happiness and joy at that time!

In my little notebook, I cherish an unforgettable photo. There is a five or six-year-old girl sitting on the elephant's back, holding the elephant's nose and crying. This little girl is me when I was young.

It was a weekend in 20xx, and my mother and I came to Beijing World Park to play. As soon as I entered the door, I saw two lovely elephants with long noses and a red flannel tied to their backs, with a big word "Fu" on it, which was particularly powerful.

These two elephants are trained. They can read the coach's gestures. As soon as the trainer raises his hand, they will hold their two thick front legs high, and as soon as the trainer puts down his hand, they will put down their legs. Many people watched with interest, and some uncles took pictures on the elephant's back. Seeing my uncle being held so high by an elephant, I envy him and want to go up. But my mother is worried about safety and doesn't want me to go. Maybe she saw my urgency and finally agreed.

I ran to my uncle, the animal trainer, with joy, but when my uncle carried me on the elephant's back, I cried out in fear and held the elephant's nose tightly with both hands. Just then, the elephant suddenly raised its front legs, and its body seemed to stand up. I felt that I had suddenly risen to the height of two floors, my heart was pounding, and my tears finally came out. Bang, a tearful photo was born.

Whenever I see this photo, I can't help laughing.

My name is Gao Feng, and I have grown up now. Every time I see that old photo, I think: I must kill the Japanese and avenge my parents.

It was1August 28th, 937. At that time, the Japanese invaders bombed the place where I lived with my parents when I was a child. In order to save my life, my parents pinned their last hope and strength on me and sent me to the only safe place in Shanghai Railway Station, but I was killed. I didn't know what was going on at that time, but I saw my parents still smiling at me on the messy floor.

I was a little hurt, too. At first, I endured the pain and looked at my mother helplessly, hoping that my mother could come and pick me up, but my mother never stood up: she died with her father, and I will never forget their reluctant eyes when they left me. I was in tears and wanted my mother to do it again, but I couldn't. When I was two years old, the ferocious appearance of the Japanese left an indelible scar in my heart. Finally, a kind uncle took me in. Later, War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression won, the people were liberated and New China was founded. This is a double happiness. Now that my parents have avenged themselves, they can rest assured in the spirit of heaven, and the "stone" hanging in my heart can finally be put down.

That old photo will always be on my bedside, reminding me of my parents' last eyes and my hometown.

How happy our life is now, and when I opened the fourth single garden exercise in Book 2 of the fourth grade textbook and saw an old photo, I recalled the moment when the Japanese invaders bombed Shanghai South Railway Station on August 28th. 1937.

That day, a little boy who was almost three or four years old and his parents were going to get on the train and go to his grandmother's house. Hundreds of people are waiting for the arrival of the train at Shanghai South Railway Station. Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the sky. People looked up and saw that the bombers of the Japanese invaders had dropped several evil bombs. Some of them shouted, the bombers are coming, run! At that time, some people were killed by bombs before they could run. The 3-and 4-year-old boy sat in the ruins and cried: Mom, where are you? Dad, I'm so scared! The 3-and 4-year-old boy was blown black and blue, and his hands were covered with blood. His eyes were hoarse and his parents died.

So, I hope the little boy has a desk, a stable desk, and will not be overturned by the missile air billow! There is a classroom, a white classroom, protected from bomb shrapnel! Read in flowers like us and enjoy spring like us. I am here to appeal to the international community: save children, want peace instead of war!

Excellent photo composition 10 There is an old photo at home, which is the only proof that I remember my grandmother. I always put it under my pillow to sleep with me. It's like my grandmother is singing me a nursery rhyme, which makes me fall asleep quickly. ...

Speaking of the origin of this photo, it's really hard to remember. When my mother misses her mother, she always hugs me and tells stories about her hometown.

I am not a child in Hubei, but my mother is from Badong, Sichuan. Life is very difficult in that mountain. There are many children in my grandmother's family, and my mother is the youngest, so my grandmother has no choice but to give my mother, her youngest daughter, to my grandmother now. Many years later, my mother grew up and met my father, so I had a good son. When I was three years old, my mother decided to take me back to my hometown in Badong.

What I remember most is the grapefruit tree in front of my grandmother's house. Golden grapefruit is swaying on the branches like a golden bell, giving off an attractive fragrance. Whenever I stand under the tree with my lips pursed and count grapefruit, my uncle will say to me, "Dragon Baby, you want to eat grapefruit. My uncle will help you pick it. " My uncle is very good at climbing trees. I clapped my hands below and immediately ate fresh and delicious grapefruit. Eating grapefruit is a special thing. My uncle usually digs a hole by hand, and then the pulp will fall off one by one, and the skin will become a grapefruit hat. I am wearing a grapefruit hat and running happily in front of the door. At that time, time really passed quickly. ...

In the blink of an eye, I went back. My grandmother took me to the photo studio in town. On the way, I picked a grapefruit and held it in my arms.

Looking at the photos now, I will laugh at the child who took pictures with grapefruit in his arms like a baby with a bright smile on his face. It is this golden grapefruit that reminds me of many childhood memories and infinite attachment to my grandmother. ...

Excellent composition of the photo 1 1 In the distance, a thin layer of clouds surrounds the towering peaks. Recently, a tall and strong giraffe is eating leaves given by tourists with relish. Next to him, a lively and lovely little girl dressed in dark blue took a photo with him as a souvenir. That little girl is me. Every time I pick up this photo, one thing pops up in my mind!

On the National Day in November, our family went to the zoo with great interest. On that day, along the way, birds chirped in the branches, willows twisted their waists in the breeze, and flowers bloomed for each other, as if to say, "Welcome, welcome!" " We walked and talked. After a while, I came to the giraffe's "residence". Giraffes are about 6 meters tall, with a long neck and thin legs. Its patterns are colorful, such as square, trapezoid, circle, triangle and so on. At this moment, I saw a child coming towards the giraffe with a leaf. As soon as the giraffe saw the delicious food coming, its neck soon hung down. The child suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and put the leaves on the giraffe's mouth trembling. The giraffe sticks out its tongue about two meters long, rolls the leaves into its mouth and chews them slowly. Then many tourists came to feed it. I saw a scene and thought; Giraffe is so famous that it is not a great honor for me to take a photo with it. I begged my mother to take a picture of me. My mother raised her camera and pointed it at me and the giraffe. I smiled sweetly. With a click, the photo was taken.

I took this photo and refused to put it down for a long time. My heart was still there when I took a photo with the giraffe.

Excellent photo composition 12 whenever I take out the photos taken in Dujiangyan and look at them carefully, I will think of the scene of the whole family playing together in the summer vacation, which is still vivid and fresh in my memory. Last summer vacation, my parents and I went to Dujiangyan, an ancient and great water conservancy project in China and a world cultural heritage.

Standing on the Longfu Temple overlooking the water in Dujiangyan, it can really be described as "rolling the Yangtze River to the east". The momentum of Ma Benteng is enough to shock you! I stood on the Fulongguan and took a photo with the bottle mouth and the surging river as the background. This is the photo mentioned just now.

Dujiangyan has many scenic spots, such as Fish Mouth, Feisha Weir, Baokou Mouth and Erwang Temple. Every scenic spot is a classic. We kept pressing the shutter, leaving a wonderful and unforgettable moment. Seeing the photos today, I can't help but think of the great wisdom of Li Bing and his son more than 2,000 years ago, and also understand the great role of Dujiangyan in the history of China. He irrigated a lot of farmland and produced a lot of food, which made great contributions to the establishment and prosperity of the dynasty. Liu Bang, Emperor Gaozu, was very talented. Without Dujiangyan irrigation, where can we get food supply? What about the dispute between Chu and Han, let alone the establishment of a powerful Western Han Dynasty? Among them, Dujiangyan water conservancy project has made outstanding contributions. Today's Dujiangyan, despite more than two thousand years of wind and rain, still sticks to its post like a solemn old man, firmly entrenched in the Minjiang River, benefiting its own people.

Appreciate these beautiful photos, and the story behind them seems to be in front of you!

Excellent photo composition 13 "I am a painter with strong painting skills ..." I sang songs all the way and followed my brother's ass. It turns out that today is Sunday, and my brother is going to take me to the park near his home. I skipped all the way, with a beautiful camera in my big pocket. That's reserved for taking pictures of the strange scenery in the park. I looked around along the way.

"lay eggs, lay eggs." What's going on here? Where did the sound come from? I followed the sound to the door of a yard. It turned out that a little boy was squatting in front of the henhouse to let the hen lay eggs, but the hen seemed to deliberately ignore him and walked to a corner of the henhouse, giggling at the boy's ass. The little boy listened and said, "Oh, you smelly chicken, I told you not to lay eggs, and you still play with me." The hen seems to understand the boy's words, not only turning her back on the boy, but also sticking her ass high. When the volcano erupted, the little boy stood up, rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll just say a few words about you, so you treat me like this and see how I can tidy up you." After that, he climbed into the henhouse and began to catch chickens.

Suddenly, the cooing chickens in the nest made chicken feathers and dust fly all over the nest. Boys catch hens everywhere. Finally, the boy caught the hen. The boy walked out of the henhouse happily and held the hen high above his head as if he had won the championship. But there are many chicken feathers in the boy's hair. I thought hens would struggle, but they didn't. Instead, he raised his head, kicked a few feet, and giggled out a pool of shit. The boy's head is covered with chicken feathers. I couldn't help laughing when I saw it. I quickly took out my camera and captured this funny scene.

The next day, I showed it to my good friend. They laughed so hard that I cried.

Photo Excellent Composition 14 What is happiness? My parents always say that I am happy. I didn't understand this sentence before. Through one thing, I know how lucky I am to grow up in sunshine and happiness. ...

One day not long ago, my parents showed me their childhood photos, looked at those old black and white boxes, and looked at the people and city scenes in the photos, which were incomparable with today's. I asked dad, why are the clothes you are wearing so old that there are no flowers? Dad said: the pants worn in the photo are still dad's and brother's. When my brother wore them down, he gave them to his younger brother. It was always like this at that time. I asked my father again, did you eat well? Dad said: Most people usually eat coarse grains and have poor nutrition. Chicken, duck, fish and meat can only be eaten more during the New Year, so there are fewer fat people at that time. I asked again: were there computers and mobile phones at that time? Dad said: no phone. If you want to write to your relatives, you won't hear from them for a day or two. The most expensive things at home are radios, bicycles and watches. It will take a year's salary to buy these. Many people are reluctant to spend money to eat, and often buy radios with an empty stomach in order to learn knowledge.

Someone once said: As long as you have a grateful heart, there is happiness everywhere in your world! Facing these old photos, listening to my father's story and recalling my carefree life at school and home, I seem to have some feelings about happiness. I want to thank my school and my parents for creating a good learning and living environment for me. I want to cherish my happy life now, study hard, and become a person who contributes to the progress of the country and society when I grow up.

Excellent photo composition 15 There is a photo hanging in the most eye-catching place on my wall. There is a smiling little girl in the photo, holding a puppy. The little girl is wearing purple jeans and a sweater with colored lace. The dog's black hair extends from the back to the limbs. Its belly, claws and head are all white. Looks like a gentleman. Around them, there are many branches of Jasminum nudiflorum, and a few Huang Cancan Jasminum nudiflorum blooms on the branches.

This little girl is me at the age of seven. This dog's name is Yao Yao, and it is my best playmate.

This photo was taken in early spring. That day, I was rocking and playing on the hillside. The sun shines warmly, and there is still some unmelted snow on the ground, which is light green against the grass that has just emerged. Yingchun nodded in the breeze, as if to say, "Spring is coming!" "I chased, swayed, and ran around happily among the flowers. At this time, my mother came over and said that she would take a picture of us. I happily picked it up and shook it, stood in the middle of the winter jasmine, smiled at the camera and only heard a "click". We were joking beside the winter jasmine and were photographed. After that, everyone said that this photo was taken well and finally became a work of art on our wall.

Later, Yao Yao was sent away and I miss it very much. Every time I see this photo, I will think of it playing happily on the hillside, and I will hear its cry. I even dreamed about it in my dream. Mom said, "Although friends are separated, they will live in each other's hearts forever." I still don't quite understand this sentence, but I will never forget my puppy trembling.