Story composition 1 There is such a photo behind the photo that Shanghai Railway Station is in ruins. There is also a little boy who has been crying. This is1the real scene taken by the reporter when the Japanese invaders bombed Shanghai South Railway Station on August 28th, 937. This photo is mainly used to show the evidence that the Japanese invaders bombed Shanghai Railway Station. There is a very sad story behind it.
1937 On August 28th, thousands of people were waiting for the train at the railway station. Some people travel, some people visit relatives and friends, and some people go back to their hometown. But at this time, a sudden disaster happened. The Japanese invaders bombed the railway station. In an instant, the railway station was in ruins and the surrounding houses collapsed. Many passers-by were also killed. One of them died to protect the child. The child saw everything around him and kept crying because all the family members were dead. He kept calling his mother, but she didn't respond. He knew that his mother was not here, so he burst into tears. After a while, he was hungry, but his parents and relatives died. Who can cook for him? So he got up and went somewhere else.
In a flash, he was seven years old. He is very lucky. During these four years, he lived by begging or working for others to give him food. His clothes were given to him by his boss, and they were just right for him. In these four years, he ran away when he was cold, and picked up some leftover bread when he was hungry. What luck and pity!
Japanese invaders, I want to say to you: You should never hurt the weak again! On behalf of my family, I appeal to the whole world: don't let parents lose their children, don't let children lose their parents, and don't let wives lose their husbands. I hope we can stop the war, ring the death knell for it, and let flower of life live in the world forever!
Story behind the photo composition 2 Today, when I was looking for something, I suddenly found a photo. In the photo, I am wearing a red dress and standing next to a car. Why do I have this photo? I have a look and I have a clue. Do you want to know why I am on Rolls-Royce's side? Then let me take my time.
This photo was taken when I was 9 years old. That car is my grandfather's wedding car for my big cousin. Going to my cousin's wedding, I saw many guests, and everyone's face was filled with a blessing smile. The adults are chatting, and I feel a little bored. I turned around and saw a car parked there. I tried to find that the door could be opened, and then I went in. There is an uncle in it, which seems to be a driver. He is playing games in the car. A few minutes later, the big cousin and his wife got on the bus and went to the restaurant.
When the car left, someone scattered candy around. As soon as we children saw it was candy, we rushed to grab it. In a few minutes, the sugar scattered on the ground was robbed. Later, I asked my mother to know that sprinkling sugar is our wedding custom.
It didn't take us long to get to the place to eat. When I got off the bus, I got off at the wedding car. My mother said I was just happy. So, I was next to the Rolls Royce, and my mother photographed me.
I walked into the hotel and saw the red carpet welcoming us. I was in the wedding banquet hall and saw a big cake in front of me. I like cakes best. I hurried over, but on the way, my mother called me over. He also said to me, "You can't eat cake yet. You can't eat cake until they finish the ceremony. " After a while, I can finally eat the cake, so I immediately "grabbed" a big cake and a bottle of milk.
This is the story in my photo. I feel very happy every time I recall it.
Story composition behind the photo 3 Look, I'm about to touch the feet of the sculpture in this photo.
To tell the truth, this sculpture is the first patron of Harvard University-John? Haval. His bronze statue is the most famous landmark on campus, and tourists come here every day. Because it is said that touching the left foot of the bronze statue will bring good luck, over time, this left foot has been touched with brilliance under the "preference" of tourists from all over the world. In contrast, the left foot that nobody cares about is "eclipsed".
Last summer vacation, my parents and I visited Harvard University. Seeing the bronze statue surrounded by crowds in the distance, I couldn't help walking past. It turns out that everyone is waiting in line to take pictures. The base of this bronze statue of Harvard is neither high nor low, and John sits on it. Haval. People who used to take pictures were almost always in the same posture-touching John with their right hand? Harvard's left foot and left hand naturally put aside, facing the camera, smiling and taking pictures. When I saw this scene, I was also at the back of the team. After a long time, it was finally my turn to take pictures. I quickly stood on the left side of the bronze statue base. Wow! I can't believe I haven't reached base height yet. So I stood on tiptoe and reached out my right hand to touch the left foot of the bronze statue. In order to keep my balance, my right hand grabbed the base like a gecko, turned to look at the camera lens and silently wished: I want to touch your left foot hard, hoping to be admitted to Harvard University one day.
Although this is just an expectation and a beautiful wish, I will urge myself to study harder and work hard, and one day I will really step into this temple to learn cultural knowledge and freeze this scene.
Story composition behind the photo 4 Open the photo and recall the past, full of happiness and unforgettable. The photo recorded the beauty of that moment, and happiness stayed at that moment. I touch every photo, and every photo tells a story about me and my childhood. My eyes suddenly stopped at a photo with some yellow edges, and I smiled happily.
In this photo, there is a little boy wearing a light blue hat, red and white sportswear and silver tennis shoes. He smiled at the camera while riding a tornado. Yes, that's me.
My mother told me that it was June 2008 1, and my mother and I came to the county to play. The sea of people and the traffic are so heavy that I can hardly breathe. My family and I first came to the noodle restaurant, ate a bowl of delicious Lamian Noodles, and then followed the crowd to the Yellow River. I was very surprised when I saw it: "That … that is … what …?" "That is the Yellow River, Qinghai is the source of the Yellow River, with a long history. The Yellow River twists and turns, and its water carries a lot of sediment, so it is yellow. " I nodded half-understandingly. Then I got on my tornado. I turned around quickly, and the path became my trajectory. I am like a battle-hardened kart driver in traffic jam, controlling the twisting, trying to follow the trend and compare the speed, but the twisting is still too slow. I turned my head and walked to my mother, who was fiddling with my newly bought camera. Seeing that I had a good time, she recorded my cutest moment with a click. In the photo, I am sitting on a tornado, holding the steering wheel with my feet forward and smiling at the camera.
A photo, a story, this photo records my most lovely moment. It will remain on the first page of the album. I think I must cherish it.
The story behind the photo composition 5 There are many wonderful memories in childhood, and there are many unforgettable stories behind the exquisite photos. Today, I will tell the story behind my photo!
This photo is of me and the monkey. My face is full of happy smiles, and the monkeys are greedily eating peanuts in my hand. ...
The story happened like this: one year I went on a trip with my parents. On the way, we passed a monkey mountain. What caught my attention was that several monkeys were playing with their companions. They are so cute, their golden eyes are straight, as if they are playing some bad idea. What is striking is their naked, red buttocks, which are said to have been burned red when the Monkey King crossed the Flame Mountain. In the most conspicuous place of the rockery, a monkey actually learned to look like a human being, with a half-cut cigarette in his mouth, which made us laugh!
Seeing that others are taking pictures with monkeys, I can't wait to try it. The administrator asked me to sit down first, and then stuffed some peanuts into my hand. I watched three or five monkeys coming towards me. At that time, I felt uneasy and afraid of being attacked by monkeys. The photographer read my mind and said, "Don't be afraid, the monkey won't hurt you!" " Sure enough, they grabbed peanuts from my hand one by one, and slowly peeled the shells around me and ate them. Just then, with a click, the photographer left me with the best moment. ...
Whenever I am free, I always take out those photos, which record my growth, my happiness and my wonderful moments. ...
Today, when I was cleaning the room, I found an interesting photo: I saw a little girl in her mother's arms, standing between two clowns. I took this photo at Hong Kong Disneyland. When I finished all the projects, I saw a long queue. We managed to get to the front, only to find two clowns inside. We can take pictures with them. My mother hugged me and stood between two clowns. While we were having fun with the clowns, my father secretly pressed the shutter and took this unforgettable photo.
Now that I see this photo, I remember when we went to Disney. The most unforgettable thing about Disneyland is the roller coaster. There is a car in front of our car. We will follow them wherever they drive. The roller coaster is so exciting that you need to rush down with your big head from time to time. This is very fast and thrilling. My parents fainted after getting off the roller coaster, but I still want to play again. Unfortunately, it didn't work out, because children can't play alone.
We came to the next district. When I saw the merry-go-round, I immediately ran over and sat on it and couldn't get off. Mom and dad had no choice but to queue up for me several times and let me play many times before I came down.
When we went to Hong Kong, we not only played in Disney, but also went to Ocean Park. I remember the shark and dolphin show in Ocean Park. Every time I watch a dolphin show, I always think of my sister, the animal trainer, who stepped on the dolphin's back in Ocean Park. It's as smooth as riding a scooter on the water. It is really interesting!
This old photo reminds me of that interesting trip to Hong Kong. I want to keep it well.
The story behind the photo is composition 7. On a stone turtle, there is a lovely little girl sitting. She is about five years old, with lovely doll hair style, wearing purple camisole and beige trousers, riding on a chinemys reevesii, with her hands around the turtle's neck, her mouth wide open and laughing. This is the most precious photo in my photo album.
I remember it was a Sunday three years ago, and my mother decided to take me to Qujiang Aquarium. As soon as I heard this, I jumped three feet high with joy, and finally I could watch the dolphin show!
It was a sunny day, and I couldn't wait to urge my mother to take me to the aquarium. As soon as I entered the gate, I was attracted by the beautiful underwater world. I watched the dolphin show first, and the dolphin jumped out of a perfect arc in one leap. Then it shows us how to drill a circle. It can drill several times in one breath, and it makes me wet all over. Then there are sea lions. He is chubby and has two cute moustaches. He showed us the header and shot. Although it looks clumsy, the header technique is first-class, and the colorful ball is spinning round and round on MengMeng's nose. It can also shoot with the ball! It lifted a ball, stretched its neck forward and the ball went into the basket. When everyone applauded their wonderful performance, it actually applauded itself with its two hind fins.
We also saw many kinds of fish, including the legendary devil fish, transparent glass fish, colored guppy ... many kinds.
What surprises me most is that someone dares to play with sharks. Isn't he afraid of being eaten by sharks? This is a harmonious picture of people and sharks playing in the water. We also saw a mermaid, and I thought, wow! There are really mermaids in the world! Finally, I realized it was fake.
Time flies and I have to leave the aquarium. When I was reluctant to go, I saw this stone turtle, so I rode on it excitedly and asked my mother to take a picture of me. In this way, I left this photo.
Every time I see this photo, a happy scene emerges in front of me, which will always record my beautiful memories.
The story composition behind the photo 8 The old days are mottled with the years, and even the dusty time begins to escape one by one, and the years not only gradually change and urge the old man's face, but also urge the faces printed on the photo together. Time, time, is really a heartless thing.
There is a custom in our family. When we welcome the New Year, we need to do a general cleaning at home. I am used to scrubbing the cupboard first. Life is like an agreement. When I was four years old, my photos suddenly slipped into my hands when I was fourteen.
I picked it up again. This is a picture of me and my grandmother. At that time, my grandmother didn't have wrinkles of different shades, and I didn't have thick acne at that time; Grandma is very strong and can easily hold me in her arms, while I, with an innocent smile, have a bright face.
In the photo, I am wearing two small sandbags, with sparse bangs unique to that age, and my tender little hands are placed on my grandmother's shoulders, as if calling for something, full of expectations ... My grandmother in flowered clothes is so beautiful and gentle, maybe she is not used to taking pictures, and her smile is a little stiff, but she still can't hide the endless joy in her brow. Her smile killed time ... the grass behind her was lush, and a little bright red shone faintly in the thick green. Although it has been repaired, it still makes people feel their swaying charm.
I stared at the photo for a long time, and the hard shell of dusty memory broke instantly. The starlight that night, those bugs, those stories, the teenagers at that time, the milk-filled children, those childish times that passed away in a hurry and never came back! Grandma's phone call brought me back to reality. She came over and saw the photo in my hand. "People at that time were really beautiful." The old man in front of her, her gray sideburns, muddy eyes and chrysanthemum petal-like wrinkles, how much she longs for her youth at the moment! "Grandma, why don't we make a photo frame?"
"Your grandmother, already old, is no longer the beautiful person. Keep the photos of your youth and hang them on the wall every day. Don't torture yourself! " The old man sighed deeply, which was endless nostalgia and reluctance.
An old photo, like a red leaf, floats in the time flow year after year, telling the past.
The story behind the photo composition 9 This photo was taken by my mother last summer vacation. This photo is very interesting, and I learned something from that experience.
It was sunny that morning, and my father drove me and my mother to the countryside to pick watermelons. Along the way, I was in high spirits, enjoying the scenery on the roadside and looking forward to arriving early.
Finally arrived, I couldn't wait to get off and walk to the watermelon field. In front of me is the endless Gua Tian, like a green ocean. It is particularly interesting that watermelons of different sizes are everywhere in Gua Tian. If you don't look carefully, you won't find it at a glance! Each of us began to choose these "little green men" with a big bag. Looking at countless "little green men", I don't know how to start at the moment. When I made up my mind to start picking from the roadside, my mother had already picked three and my father had picked five. At this time, I began to play the fool. In a short time, my big sack was filled with one third of watermelons. Different sizes, two watermelons are like twins, back to back, so cute. The sun rises higher and higher, emitting
The heat is getting bigger and bigger. I don't know when, sweat flows out of my hair and drips down my hair like rain. I wiped my face with muddy hands, wiped off the sweat, but left several mud marks on my face. I was still laughing silly at that time. When my mother saw it, she laughed and photographed me with her mobile phone. My mother took this photo to my father. Dad couldn't help laughing after seeing it. He rubbed his stomach and said to me, "Baby, haha ... your face ..." I robbed my mother's mobile phone, and when I saw it, my face was covered with mud. I ran to the car and washed it with pure water. I ran back to the watermelon field and said to my parents, "You are so bad, and you still laugh at me!" " "In this way, our family had a wonderful and happy day. In the evening, we went home with the fruits of our labor.
Every time I see this photo, I will smile happily, because this photo brings a happy memory of the family and the joy of labor, as if it happened yesterday.
The composition of the story behind the photo 10 One day, when I was at home, I opened the photo album and began to read it.
Among them, I saw a photo like this: dad and grandpa stood in the middle, mom and grandma stood on both sides, and I stood in front of them. Behind it is a big drum. Because it is the Year of the Rooster, the red paper-cut of the Year of the Rooster is posted on it. This was taken in Chimelong Ocean Park in Zhuhai, which brought my thoughts back to that day.
It was the day of last winter vacation. I went to Zhuhai Chimelong Ocean Park with my parents and grandparents. Walking into Ocean Park is like being in a magical underwater world. Visitors can see thousands of rare fish swimming around in the curved underwater corridor, which is simply dizzying. The colorful circular dome reflects beautiful light, which brings a very unique tour experience. The most shocking thing is the world's largest acrylic glass installed in the museum, which is seamlessly connected through the world's leading advanced technology and has a broad vision. You can show the invincible underwater wonders to tourists from different angles at close range, and you can also get in close contact with the devil fish with a diameter of 4 meters.
Walking into the Mobidick Theatre, the venue of thousands of people was packed, and the camera of the staff swept the audience at will. Audiences with different expressions immediately appeared on the big screen. When everyone found themselves on the big screen, they waved and jumped happily. At this moment, the cheers in the venue are like thunder, which can't be subsided for a long time. It was not until Moby Dick appeared that the meeting was quiet. Then, we enjoyed the wonderful performance of Moby Dick and the breeders-heading, jumping, circling and kissing ... it was great!
What attracts me most about Ocean Park is the parrot roller coaster, which is1300m long. It swooped down from the height of 20 stories and entered the crazy state of 360-degree flip. I feel the pleasure of flying over the rainforest, tiptoe across the treetops and fly in the wind. It's so exciting. I played it five times in a row. It was really enjoyable.
Ocean Park is a sea of flowers, people, joy and magic!
The composition of the story behind the photo 1 1 One day, I was watching TV and looked up inadvertently. I was shocked. Because, I saw a strange old photo. In the photo, my mother holds the crying little girl in one hand and touches the sea lion in the other. I shouted, "Mom, how can you hold a little girl I don't know in one hand and touch a picture of a sea lion in the other?" Mother smiled and said, "that little girl is you!" " Why don't I tell you the story of this photo? ""good! " I said. So, my mother began to tell me the story of this photo.
Once, my mother took me to the aquarium. I fell asleep as soon as I entered the museum. My mother had to hug me and follow the crowd. Unconsciously, I came to the sea lion performance area. Mother was attracted by the wonderful performance and sat in the audience to watch the performance.
Twenty minutes later, after the performance, I was awakened by the applause of the audience. At this time, the animal trainer said, "Those who want to take a photo with the sea lion can come in line to take a photo." My mother took pictures with me when she heard the news, but I was scared to cry by so many people. Dad said, "Look, the baby is crying, don't go!" " "Mom said," How could you miss such a good opportunity? " Say that finish, then pull me to the queue.
Finally, it's our turn. I cried even more when I saw the big black sea lion. The crying was really deafening, and the sea lions were scared silly. My mother had to hold me tightly with one hand, touch the sea lion with one hand and say to the photographer, "snapshot!" " "Listen to 1 of" cut ",this old photo was born.
Did you have fun? This is the story of this old photo.
Story composition behind the photo 12 Open the photo album. There are many photos, which are very meaningful and record my growing footprints. These photos are full of emotions [note: like, angry, sad, happy. Generally refers to people's different feelings. ]。 But among these photos, what impressed me the most was the one I took during the Taekwondo competition.
It happened at the 27th Wushu Competition in Hengyang in 20xx.
One afternoon, I was practicing in Taekwondo Hall. Suddenly, the coach called me to the marking room and said to me, "Zheng Panzhong, I have good news for you. All our teachers and classmates unanimously agree that you will participate in the 27th Taekwondo Competition in 20xx. " I was both nervous and excited when I heard the news. Because it is 1 time to participate in the competition, I don't have enough court experience, so I am very nervous. However, I am very excited because the coach asked me to participate and thought I did a good job. At this time, the coach seemed to see my heart and told me that winning or losing is not important, but mainly depends on participation. I listened and readily agreed.
How time flies! It's the day of the game in a blink of an eye. So the coach first took us to the viewing platform to watch other players play. As soon as they played, they jumped on the "enemy" like tigers, so it was my turn to play. As soon as the referee blew the whistle, I rushed to the "enemy" like a small universe. Then he tried to fight back with a cross kick, so I will cooperate with it. ] gave him a set of leg skills-whirlwind kicking and chopping, knocking him to the ground. Finally, he defeated his opponent by 6:3. Won the championship.
This photo was taken by my mother on the podium. I cried at that time, because this award was hard-won. It is not easy to get it. It is not easy to express the acquisition of property or the success of things. 】, it is the sweat of parents, teachers and all of me.
Story composition behind the photo 13 In a blink of an eye, a summer vacation is coming to an end. In my photo album, I added a photo of Zhang Zhengui. In the photo, I have a bright smile, wearing plum red latin dance skirt, golden high heels and twisting my soft waist. This is a photo taken when I was dancing Latin dance.
I like dancing. I studied China dance for one and a half years in grade one. The teacher has always praised me for being a good dancer, and I even got the CET-4. Later, I got rhinitis and my academic performance plummeted. My mother asked me to go home for illness, so I stopped learning China dance for the time being. I felt very uncomfortable at that time and cried secretly. I really want to learn Latin dance this summer vacation. I regret it very much If I keep working hard, I can perform on the stage now. After knowing my thoughts, my mother confidently said to me, "You are very talented in dancing, and my mother supports you." After listening to my mother's words, I raised a proud smile on my face.
So, my mother and I looked for many training institutions under the scorching sun, but we had to give up because of the conflict of time schedule. Seeing that I can't learn this summer vacation, I have butterflies in my stomach. Where there is a will, there is a way. Finally, I found a training institution next to my mother's unit, and the schedule suited me. I can't help but say to my mother, "Mom, you are so great! You work so hard and still care about my study. You are busy picking me up on the road all day. When you are old, I will love you just as much and visit you often. " Mother smiled with relief.
I study Latin dance very seriously. When I went home that day, I had to practice the movements that Teacher Wu taught me in class. My movements are very good. Mr. Wu asked me to be the little teacher who leads the dance in every class. A few days later, Mr. Wu said that our class should choose a monitor. After intense canvassing, I got 7 votes, 6 votes for Xu Yaru and 6 votes for Jiang Xiaohan ... I was elected as the monitor, and my enthusiasm for dancing was even higher. Sometimes, I dance Latin dance in the square, and others say I dance beautifully ... My mother took many photos of Latin dance for me.
I think I must cherish these photos. When I have the opportunity to perform on the stage, my mother will be very happy and will bless me.
Composition of the story behind the photo 14 A few days ago, I took a photo. Every time I see this photo, I think of five words: protect water resources.
One day, I came across a newspaper in my bedroom, which said, "The drought in the three major reservoirs in Weifang is serious, and many reservoirs are below the dead water line." Once upon a time, there was a lot of fresh water on the earth, and people thought it was inexhaustible. But now, people are still wasting water resources, so that many villages and mountainous areas have no water to drink. Water can be used for drinking, washing vegetables, cooking and watering flowers ... If there is no water in life, the consequences will be unimaginable. This shows the importance of water. Many rivers have dried up to the bottom, and many villages drink river water. Now they are hard to drip. There are still many rivers whose water is polluted, so villagers can only drink turbid water. What on earth makes these people endure the pain of not having water to drink?
First, in our eyes, a drop of water is so insignificant, but people in China waste a drop of water, which will be the total capacity of dozens of large reservoirs! Moreover, in our life, we often see the water in the faucet constantly losing and wasting. Secondly, in cities, there will be many chemical plants discharging waste water and polluting nearby rivers. The water in some rivers turns black, giving off an unpleasant smell, and even there are all kinds of rubbish in it. Fish will pay their lives, and the seafood we like to eat will be greatly reduced. This not only pollutes the environment, but also has a bad influence on the beauty of the city. Therefore, most of the water we drink cannot be drunk without filtration.
In view of the above situation, I propose to you: first, we try our best to protect water resources; Second, garbage and other useless things should not be poured into the river; Third, open fewer chemical plants, and the waste water and waste gas discharged will pollute the air and water resources. Wasting water resources is tantamount to destroying the earth on which we live.
Seeing this photo and looking at our water resources, I sincerely appeal to everyone, to China and to the whole world: it is everyone's responsibility to protect water resources!
Story composition behind the photo 15 I looked at myself in the photo: I was sitting on the swing, smiling happily, as sweet as eating sugar.
This is my second grade. I remember that day, my grandmother and I went to the small park downstairs to play. At that time, swings were children's favorite entertainment. There are many people playing, waiting in line one by one. At noon, more and more people lined up. I was at the end of the line, thinking about playing and sitting on the swing. But the person in front refused to go, occupying the position on the swing. There are only two places on the swing in the small park. As soon as they sat down, there were many people who didn't want to come down. They all waited for a long time and wanted to sit for a while to earn some "interest". In the end, those people kept playing. Many people in the back were impatient and left the position, but they were soon "occupied" again. I looked at those people and thought, how did this happen? The swing is public. Why do they occupy it and refuse to let go? Then, many people got angry and shouted to drive them away. They seemed to realize their mistakes and ran away in frustration. But there is still one who won't let go, and there is only one seat for others to play. As soon as I saw it, I couldn't help rushing up and shouting, "This swing is male. Why did you occupy it? Are you embarrassed that so many people are waiting for you? " I don't know what I was thinking. I should be a "female sweat". I was shocked by my boldness, but it worked immediately. The child jumped off the swing at once and gave his seat to everyone. I also got on the swing as I wished, and grandma took this wonderful moment with her mobile phone. Looking back now, I am a little surprised that I can be so brave!
Public things belong to everyone. You must remember that you can't keep it for your own use!