Composition of sixth grade photos

Everyone has been exposed to writing in daily study, work and life. Writing is an important means to cultivate people's observation, association, imagination, thinking and memory. I believe writing a composition is a headache for many people. The following is the composition of five sixth-grade photos I collected for reference only. Welcome to reading.

The composition of the sixth grade photo is 1! The baby in the young man's arms in the photo. Which baby is me? This young man is my father.

This photo shows that when I was born, I went home after nine days in the hospital. Listen to my mother, at that time, the whole family was busy as a bee, grandma was busy making quilts, aunt was waiting by my side with my mother, uncle put the big bags in, and dad kept talking to me. Look at my red face, as red as the sun; Grandma said, "I must straighten my good grandson's legs before I can wrap them up, so that my grandson's legs can grow straight and tall in the future." My mother didn't quite agree with this view, but I told my father to do as my grandmother said. My father was all thumbs and finally wrapped me up. "Ha ha ……" I smiled shyly and asked: Does mom look like a wrapped puppy? "I like it very much!" Mom said with a smile; Dad is holding the work I just finished, singing a lullaby proudly and swinging from side to side. I just fell asleep. Seeing this, my aunt happily pressed the shutter. This photo records a short and happy time.

Year after year, time flies. Now I am a pupil. Whenever I see this photo, I imagine the scene at that time and think of that happy time!

One of my favorite photos was taken by our three sisters and Aunt Hui on the grass behind my grandmother's house last year. In the photo, I have male hair, wearing a red cotton-padded jacket, making a cute expression, squinting and sleeping. Cousin has long hair, wears a brown cotton-padded jacket, makes a smiling expression, and looks beautiful. Sister Lingling wore a thin coat and laughed dimples, which made an old man's back bend. Aunt Hui wore a cowboy coat and smiled happily. This photo was originally taken by my mother alone, but my cousin likes to steal photos, so she took it behind me. Sister Lingling felt beautiful after seeing it, so she ran to hide behind her cousin. She saw it and said, "Can I have one, too?" Standing behind Lingling's sister.

My mother took this photo for our three sisters and aunts in a green vegetable field. Later, we took many photos. After the photos came out, the developed aunt said, "You have taken so many photos, you can enlarge and plastic three." Mom listened and said, "OK, OK". So, my mother chose this photo and two other photos. Dad also agreed. The photos came out. I have kept all three photos here. Do you recognize this photo?

Under the blue sky, the mountains are continuous. I am happy to hold my young face high, put my hands on my waist and smile proudly. The gold medal shines on my chest. Every time I pick up this photo, I feel proud again. "Success, success!" I recalled the scene at that time.

That day, the weather was fine, and my father and I went to Miao Feng in Jinding. When we arrived at Miaofeng Mountain, my father and I began to climb the mountain. Halfway up the hill, I saw a fork in the road. Which way to go? I think hard. Then dad said, "Son, you take the left road, and I'll take the right road to see who gets to the top of the mountain first, okay?" "No, what if I get lost?" I said to my father angrily. "We won't get lost. Cut the crap and the game has already started. " As soon as his voice fell, Dad strode to the path on the right. I was a little scared to see my father leave, but I had no choice but to summon up courage to move forward. Although the scenery on the road is very good, I have no intention of enjoying it. At that time, I heard a noise in the grass and turned pale with fear. Suddenly, a gecko jumped out of the grass. Originally timid, I was so scared that running all the way accidentally tripped over a stone and came to a "hug" with deep affection for the earth. It killed me. I let out a cry and sat on a stone. After a short rest, I started climbing again. I walked forward in three steps and two steps. I was the only one in the crowd who flew up, completely ignoring the surprised eyes of others. When I am tired, I stop to catch my breath. When I am hungry, I sit down and eat a ham sausage. When I was thirsty, I poured some water into my mouth. After two hours of hard work, the peak is just around the corner. Although my back ached, my legs ached, my limbs were weak, and I wanted to use my hands and feet, I still held back, gritted my teeth and crawled with difficulty. Only a few steps away from the summit, "persistence is victory", this sentence beats my heartstrings from time to time. Three steps, two steps and one step. "I won, I succeeded!" I shouted at my father who was already standing on the top.

A breeze blew gently, and I looked proudly at the mountains under my feet, with the medals engraved with the words "winner" on my chest, and I couldn't help laughing happily. This beautiful memory is fixed at this moment.

Looking at this photo, I thought a lot. Without this experience and the difficulties in my study and life, I wouldn't have enough courage to struggle. This experience taught me to overcome difficulties and made me take the first step to success. I will cherish this photo forever and let it accompany me through the ups and downs of life.

Sixth grade photo composition 4 Today, the Charm Literature Society is active.

Teacher Yu brought us a box. She smiled and said, "Students, today the teacher brought you a treasure chest with photos of future celebrities.

Want to see it? "

"Think-"The students can't wait.

"Well, after seeing this celebrity, please ask the students to talk about what kind of celebrity he (she) is, what he (she) is doing and what he (she) has achieved." Teacher Yu said slowly.

Zhao was the first to play. When she opened the box, her mouth opened into an "O" shape in surprise. We all want to know what she saw. At this time, Zhao said to him, "This is a mathematician. He is solving the problem. He won the Nobel Prize in Mathematics. "

Qian Zhiqiang is the next person to open the treasure box. He opened the lid and said with a frown:

"This is a scientist. He is studying aerodynamics. He invented a device that can make people fly. "

Now, the students are confused. One is a mathematician and the other is a scientist. What is this? Will the photos change?

Teacher Yu looks mysterious. She said, "Hearing is empty, seeing is believing!

Let's take a look at the photos of this future celebrity! "

The students looked at each other without any expression except surprise. Some people say they are dancers, some say they are journalists, some say they are writers ... It's my turn soon, and I'm both excited and nervous. What's in that treasure box? Is it magical?

Finally, it was my turn. I went to the podium and opened the treasure chest. Ah, isn't this a mirror? The person in the mirror is me! I smiled and finally understood the teacher's intention. I said, "This is the mainframe. She is hosting a children's program. She won the Golden Microphone Award and was named the most popular host. "

Finally, all the students understood the truth. The magic of this treasure chest lies in looking forward to our bright future. I really hope that our future can be as beautiful as what we "see" today!

It's another Spring Festival. Every household is hung with lanterns and firecrackers, and the Spring Festival celebrations are everywhere. My family of three came to grandpa's house, where I saw his old photo album, looked at the old photos that had been sealed for a long time, and listened to his slightly vicissitudes of life story. My heart went back to forty years ago, back to that black and white era.

An old photo of Jiangxin Park more than 20 years ago, an iron children's slide, an iron ladder for climbing and the slide are simply welded together. Several children are playing happily and carefree on the slide, surrounded by a circle of ancient banyan trees, with long fibrous roots hanging upside down on the ground. They looked at these innocent children. This old photo is very different from the present Jiangxin Park, but it still seems to have some aftertaste. I can't help but think of Jiangxin Park, which I visited not long ago. The towering old trees are one after another, flowers are in full bloom, and a group of goldfish are swimming in a curved pool next to the wooden plank road. There are beautiful music and people's hearty laughter and conversation around. There are trees everywhere, birds everywhere, birds shuttling and nesting in the forest, singing the coming warm spring ... Grandpa told me that this photo was taken in 1992, and 1997 Jiangxin Park was closed until 20xx. The old look changed, there was no slide, but people's laughter was left.

Another blurred photo caught my attention. The photo shows an old house. It looks very old, but it is very messy and shabby. Its walls have peeled off, and the white walls are covered with a faint yellow. Hill-like debris piled up at the door of the old house, blocking half the door ... where is this? Grandpa looked at me puzzled and explained that this was the former American Consulate on Lequn Road, now called Ai Guo Road. After listening to grandpa's words, I was surprised and speechless. The former site of the American Consulate is the most beautiful old building in Cangshan I know, with shiny black tiles, spotless white walls and exquisite corridors, just like the perfect sculpture made by the best craftsmen in the world. I can't imagine how the American consulate, so elegant and beautiful, like a delicate lady, can be a shabby and boring old house in the photo. I was about to open my mouth to refute grandpa's words, but suddenly I remembered what my mother said to me during the visit: "The American consulate was not like this before, but it was renovated on the basis of its original appearance." A dilapidated and abandoned old house has been completely changed after people's transformation! What a change! It's amazing!

I turned over the old photos and listened to my grandfather's story about the past and changes in old Fuzhou, and I couldn't help feeling infinite in my heart. Every photo has its story and memory, and every story bears the development and changes of the times. The development of Fuzhou is changing with each passing day. Every road and every house is being transformed with each passing day. People in 2 1 century will also usher in their own new life and move towards a new era that is different from others!