The composition article of the sixth grade photo 1 Open the old photo album, and the paper inside is a little yellow. It was like a fair visit, which brought me into a happy and naive childhood. ...
As soon as I opened the first page, a bright red flower appeared in front of me. I just turned one at that time. My grandfather is an excellent employee, holding me and wearing a big red flower on his chest. The photographer recorded this glorious moment. If you look carefully, you will find that I painted half of this big red flower.
When I was four years old, I once saw this photo and thought that the big red flower on grandpa's chest was not very bright after being photographed. So, I picked up a red marker and colored the photo. Just drew half a flower, grandpa found it and scolded me angrily: "Can you dye that big red flower casually?" The brilliance contained in this big red flower will disappear because of its disappearance! "Until now, the red on the big red flower has become lighter, but I have never changed its brilliant color-not at all.
Turn to the second page. At the age of five, I became a little clay figurine. His face is covered with mud and there are two tears on his face. That time my mother and I played hide-and-seek in the field. I just chased my mother and accidentally threw myself in the field where the farmer's uncle had just watered. I fell down and got hurt. I cried regardless of the mud on my face. At this time, my mother pressed the shutter and recorded this naughty me. Seeing this photo, I couldn't help laughing.
Suddenly, the smile condensed on my face, then slowly dispersed and suddenly became serious. It was taken when our teacher was sweeping the grave and paying tribute to the martyrs. In my mind, the tall images of heroes are displayed like movie slides: Dong Cunrui held the explosive charge in his own hand and gave his life to blow up the enemy's bunker; Huang Jiguang aimed his chest at the enemy's mouth for his comrades; Liu Hulan to * * *, would rather die than surrender, still optimistic and tenacious under the hay knife; Wang Erxiao assisted the Eighth Route Army, led the enemy into an ambush, and mutually assured destruction with the enemy ... How many times tears filled his eyes and how many times he was deeply touched, all of which were condensed in this solemn team ceremony in this photo.
This photo album records the ups and downs of my childhood, which makes me dizzying. Suddenly, I overthrew the last one In the photo, I wore a red scarf and became a young pioneer. The joy and responsibility when I took office aroused the waves of memories in my mind, and I couldn't help feeling proud.
I gently closed the photo album. How I want to stay in that happy, sad, serious and ignorant childhood forever! Even if God must pull me back to real life, that beautiful memory will be deeply buried in my heart forever-forever. ...
The composition of the sixth grade photo 2 plants a tree seedling and can harvest a shade; Flying a bird can harvest a ray of life; If one pool of sewage is discharged less, one side can be harvested clean; Protect the environment once, and you can reap a home.
Once again, I stood on the small bridge in my hometown, thinking with a photo. The picture shows my hometown, and several rivers flow in the mountains. I can't help thinking. A memory jumped into my mind.
That summer, I ran in the mountains as usual. At that time, my hometown was surrounded by mountains, several rivers surrounded the village, and large bamboo forests were everywhere. I ran to the bridge and froze as soon as I stepped on it. The river under the bridge is white! I am so excited in my heart, like a few deer jumping about in my heart. This is a great discovery. Maybe I can get an award! I thought to myself. I quickly pinched my face. "ah! It really hurts! " I covered my face and talked to myself. I'm not dreaming! Look carefully, there are several dead fish floating on the river, thinking: How can there be dead fish in such a beautiful "milk river"? So, with a sense of curiosity, I walked to the river. I leaned over carefully and sniffed by the river. It stinks! I covered my nose and ran home.
As soon as I rushed into the house, I reported the big news to my mother: "Mom! I tell you, there is a white river at the other end of the mountain. There are some dead fish floating on the river, which stinks! " When my mother heard this, she showed a surprised expression, but instead of being excited, she revealed a kind of worry. I took my mother to Baihe, and when she saw it, her face was white and bloodless, and her brow wrinkled into a ball. After thinking for a moment, she looked at the factory in the distance. Looking at my sad mother, I couldn't help frowning and asked, "Mom, what's wrong with you?" Mother sighed, squatted down slowly, stroked my head and said earnestly, "Son, this river is the masterpiece of those lawless elements." . They are too greedy and selfish. They destroyed the earth, but they didn't expect them to be on it. You can't let them succeed when you grow up! "I nodded and remembered my mother's words.
That white river is actually sewage full of bleach. This river has been pounding my young heart. Have we thought about the world after that in the polluted forest?
From a fallen forest, you can see beautiful autumn; From a littered paper towel, we can see the quality of people; From a polluted river, we can see the environmental pollution. People should learn to reflect and change after suffering.
Sixth grade photo composition 3 "Ah, she actually posted her photo on QQ, of course I can't lose." I thought about it and looked through the photo album.
"Huh?" Turn it over and see a photo. In the photo above, I am sitting in the mouth of a Tyrannosaurus rex about 1.7 meters. Of course, it must be a fake Tyrannosaurus Rex. I grinned. I remember it seems that my aunt took this photo for me.
It was the first time that my aunt and uncle took me to Fontaine. This is a lively scene. This photo records the scene of the dinosaur park. As soon as we went in, we saw a dinosaur hiding in the grass. God, you scared me! Aunt laughed at my embarrassment, and I was embarrassed to continue walking.
The dinosaur park is really a dinosaur park. There are all kinds of dinosaurs, some flying in the sky with wings, some swimming in the water, and some walking on land ... suddenly found themselves ignorant! I saw another strange dinosaur, and then I saw a huge dinosaur-Tyrannosaurus Rex. Oh, my God, that mouth is so big that it can swallow a person.
At this time, my uncle said, "Otherwise, put Tian Tian in Longkou and take a picture!" ! Keep it as a souvenir, and you will remember it when you grow up. "I can't help it. I was so curious that I wanted to take pictures and agreed to let my uncle carry me up. I suddenly regretted it as soon as I came up. This mouth is really too big! It's big and black, and its sharp teeth really hurt my ass. I have to try to find my teeth and make my ass feel better. I grinned and made several gestures, and I couldn't wait for my uncle to hold me.
I was only seven or eight years old. Looking back now, it was really a wonderful time. I didn't expect a photo to record such a beautiful moment. Thanks to my courage at that time, the pain in my ass was worth it!
After seeing the photo, I think everyone should know who the hero in the photo is! He is Shen Kuo, one of the most knowledgeable scientists in the Northern Song Dynasty! Shen Kuo's tomb is in Xiaxiwan Village, Anxi, near Dongtiaoxi, my hometown. He is proficient in astronomy. Mathematical physics. Chemistry. biology Geography ... He is also an excellent engineer, and so on.
Shen Kuo was born in Qiantang, Zhejiang. He is a rich family. His father's name is Shen Zhou, and he used to live in Quanzhou. Kaifeng. Jiangning and other places are officials. Her mother is a well-educated person Shen Kuo has been diligent and studious since childhood. Under the guidance of her mother, at the age of fourteen, she finished reading all the books at home. Later, I followed my father to many places and had the opportunity to get in touch with society, which increased my knowledge and showed my superhuman intelligence.
He became an official at the age of 24. In Jiangsu. Anhui. Henan and other places have made county orders. At the age of thirty-three, he won the highest reputation in the imperial examination and was promoted constantly, which brought him into contact with astronomy. Astronomical phenomena and historical speculation have more opportunities to read more royal books and enrich their knowledge. Then, Shen Kuo was favored and reused by Prime Minister Wang Anshi. However, no ups and downs in life are called Heaven, so Wang Anshi's political reform failed and Shen Kuo was framed and relegated. Since then, he has been exiled and his political career has come to an end!
Some records say that Shen Kuo spent his old age in Zhenjiang, Jiangsu, but I heard my great-grandfather say that Shen Kuo spent his old age in Xiaxiwan Village, Anxi. Shen Kuo lived in Dongtiaoxi in his later years, summed up his life experience and scientific activities, and wrote famous scientific masterpieces at home and abroad! Meng Qian Bitan and Forgetting Records. Meng Qian's pen talk is the coordinate in the history of science, which is extremely rich in content and records many of his inventions and creations. Discovery and insight, Shen Kuo is a scientific generalist!
This is Shen Kuo's life, and he has experienced many ups and downs. The frustrations and difficulties eventually led to many masterpieces in his later years, which won people's respect, so that every year our teacher Tomb-Sweeping Day always took us to pay homage to Shen Kuo and observed a three-minute silence for him! Whenever this happens, I will miss this great scientist with great admiration!
Although he has been away from us for more than 700 years, his great achievements will always be remembered in our hearts! Students, let's take Shen Kuo as an example, study hard and contribute to the prosperity of our motherland!
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 that 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!
Every time I see this photo, I think of that cute little rabbit. In the photo, a smiling little girl is feeding cabbage to a rabbit. That little girl is me.
That little rabbit was a birthday present from my parents when I was 9 years old. The rabbit is hairy all over, so I call it Mao Mao.
When I just bought it, it was only the size of my palm. I put the velvet in a big cardboard box. One day, I was doing my homework in the house. Suddenly, I was startled by a bang. I thought something fell to the ground. I looked carefully and found nothing. I just wanted to continue my homework when I saw a rabbit running around in my living room. I shouted anxiously, "Rong Rong, why did you come out?" Naughty boy, see how I catch you! "I quickly got up from the stool and chased Rong Rong. As he chased, he said, "Stop, be good! Be careful I won't give you food today! "It's easier said than done to catch velvet. Rong Rong ran around. After a while, I was sweating all over, and I haven't caught Rong Rong yet. Finally, it was dad who caught naughty Rong Rong when he came home.
A few months later, Rong Rong grew up. One day, my mother said to me, "Lele, let's give the rabbit away, shall we?" I listened, shaking my head again and again, with tears in my eyes, and loudly said, "No, you have to send it away!" " "However, in the end, I still beat my parents and let them give it away. Before giving it away, I said to my mother, "Mom, I'll feed fluffy again. Can you take my picture? When I want to be velvet in the future, I can look at this photo. " Mother nodded her head.
Every time I see this photo in the future, I will think of Rong Rong and the scene with Rong Rong. I wish I could touch velvet again. I really want to be honored!
The memory of seven people is not eternal, but the recorded scenes will never be lost.
When I opened the photo album covered with thick dust, my fingers flipped at will, and scenes passed in my mind. I suddenly stopped my finger and stared at the old photo. My body trembled uncontrollably and tears rained down. ...
In the photo, an elderly man is holding a little girl in blue, and both faces are filled with flower-like smiles. Yes, that little girl is me and that old man is my grandfather.
Wan Li clear sky, the sun father-in-law lazily shed wisps of sunshine. Miss Yun carefully tidied up her white dress for fear of getting dirty, and the birds combed their bright feathers in the air.
On this day, grandpa took me to the river to play. Walking to the river, red carp, pink lotus and green lotus leaf seem to be competing with the United States. I was shocked, because I have never seen such a beautiful scenery! The sound of "cicada-cicada-"attracted my attention like a magnet. I looked around, but I couldn't find the sound source. I pulled my grandpa's skirt and asked, "What's that noise?" Grandpa smiled and said, "That's the sound of cicada. Because it makes the sound of cicada, cicada, some people call them cicadas." "Grandpa, what do they look like?" I asked eagerly. Grandpa told me that they lived in a tree. So at my request, my grandfather carried me on his back so that I could see the cicada ... This scene was recorded by my mother on her mobile phone and kept in an album.
Looking at the young and strong grandfather in the photo, looking at the grandfather now, ah, grandpa is old, his hair is white, his spine is bent, and he can't carry it anymore! I just found out that time slipped away quietly! In the eyes of adults, I am still the same, but I understand that when I grow up, I can't always rely on others. I have to face the ups and downs of life alone ... That photo awakened my childhood and even my fleeting memories. Thank you for your photo. It reminds me that time is passing by. ...
Today is the weekend. Wang Xiaogang hung the new digital camera ordered by his father online around his neck, with some bananas in his pocket, and then went to the zoo to play.
There are so many animals in the zoo! Xiao Gang was dazzled by the lively little monkey, the mighty tiger, the creepy python and the obedient rabbit.
However, among these animals, Xiaogang likes lively and clever little monkeys best. He walked beside the monkeys and saw them in different shapes, some "hanging upside down" and some climbing up trees to hide; The little monkey snuggled up to his mother like a coquetry, very warm; The Monkey King sat majestically on the rockery, commanding all the monkeys. One of the little monkeys ran towards Xiaogang and stared at the stranger with wide eyes, but he looked at Xiaogang gently and didn't mean to hurt them at all. The little monkey's attitude towards Xiaogang gradually improved, and even put his hand out of the cage to shake hands with Xiaogang. Xiaogang was moved by the cute and childish power of the little monkey, so he threw a banana at the little monkey. Just as the little monkey was about to tie a banana, the old monkey king suddenly rushed over, grabbed the banana, quickly climbed up the trunk, peeled it off during training, and blew a kiss to Xiaogang while eating, as if proudly saying, "Thank you, little classmate! Not only did you come to see me, but you also brought me my favorite banana. Thank you so much! " Xiaogang is quick of eye and load. At this time, he pressed the shutter of the camera and only heard a click. A dazzling light frightened the monkeys, who fled everywhere, but the old monkey king was "fearless" like an old general who had experienced the battlefield. The light for him was "Zhang Fei eats bean sprouts-a piece of cake". I probably get used to being photographed by tourists often. Xiao Gang threw another banana at the little monkey, and the Monkey King took it away. There is only one banana left. Xiaogang gave it to the poor little monkey and reluctantly left the zoo.
When he got home, Xiaogang immediately developed the photos and took them to school. In the photo, the Monkey King's kiss blowing action and smug expression are vividly displayed. The students all laughed when they saw this photo captured, some covered their mouths and snickered, some broke their faces and some covered their stomachs with laughter.
This snapshot is really funny!
Sixth grade composition photos 9 photos of suffering
Every time I pick up this photo, my eyes get wet. This is a real photo taken by the reporter at Shanghai Railway Station on August 28th. 1937.
The noisy railway station was crowded with people. A little boy and his family were happily together, talking about how wonderful it was when there was no war. Suddenly, the bombs dropped by Japanese planes in the air fell like hail. The boy who was in his mother's warm arms was protected by his mother, but his parents were killed by a bomb. The boy wiped the tears from his face with his little black hand and shouted, "Mom-Dad, there you are!" " ! Don't leave me.-Aah! He cried, climbed to the ruins, picked up the rubbish with his little hands, and tried to find his family. ...
In a blink of an eye, the busy railway station was blown into ruins, leaving only a desolate place.
At this time, the dying people under the ruins slowly climbed out. Some people are missing an arm, some people have a broken leg, and some people groan in pain. ...
I often think, don't Japanese have children? Don't Japanese feel guilty? Are the Japanese so cruel? That's ridiculous! Not even as good as animals! Committed a heinous crime! The word "people" is for people with conscience, and the Japanese simply don't deserve this word!
China will never be defeated. Give up this "dream", Japanese! China is not weak at all, she is strong and will never decline!
"Young people are wise, so is the country ... Young people are rich, so is the country ..." The future of the motherland is in our hands. We must study hard and build our motherland into a prosperous and powerful modern country with our hands!
Many happy events have happened in my family in the past two years. First of all, we moved from a crowded high-rise house to a spacious, comfortable and elegant park house. Then my grandparents also bought a set in our community. In addition to changing rooms, my father and grandfather also bought cars one after another. Grandpa sent me to school, so I don't have to get up early to squeeze the bus anymore.
If I say this, maybe people will think that my family is a rich man doing business. Don't! I want to tell you that my home is just an ordinary teacher's home that has lasted for four generations. The beautiful "transformation" of a big family is recorded in grandpa's photo album.
In his spare time, grandpa likes to show me these photo albums. Through photos, I feel the great changes of the times.
I remember the photo of my grandfather sweating at his desk in the study. At that time, my grandfather was already a famous scholar and professor. However, the so-called study is the narrow bedroom of the whole family, and a few books are barely squeezed in. Let alone air conditioning at home, there is not even an electric fan. In midsummer, the curtains that cover the scorching sun are actually replaced by old newspapers. At night, a small light bulb hanging overhead is responsible for all the lighting. Grandpa said that dad's myopia was a hidden danger buried at that time. Another photo is where my grandparents lived when they were young. I don't believe that teachers' dormitories in key middle schools are similar to small farmhouses. It is this small bungalow of several square meters that accompanied them through one rainy day after another and sent away their best youth.
Since the reform and opening up, the pictures in the photos have changed with each passing day. What impressed me the most was my father when I was a child, snuggling happily in the arms of my grandparents, and the family photos of my grandparents after they moved to a new home. The family laughed so sweetly and so warmly. Grandpa said that this was a batch of houses built by the government for experts and scholars who had made outstanding contributions to the city. Grandpa zu was lucky enough to get a three-bedroom apartment with a total area of 90 square meters. In the early 1980s, it was a splendid and enviable "mansion".
Now, more photos of grandpa are stored in the computer. When I turned on the computer, there were not only the smiling faces of my family celebrating the Spring Festival in Xishuangbanna holiday house, but also the photos taken by my parents in front of Van Gogh Museum and Gaudi Chita. I am particularly proud of the photos of some online celebrities taken by Grandpa, which are resplendent and magnificent, and the Hongya Cave in Qionglou Yuyu; The moment when Liziba light rail flies past the building. Chongqing, a new mountain city in the photo, really dazzled me.
Color photos record the changes of our small family and tell the great changes of our great motherland since the reform and opening up. From grandpa's photos, I saw the brilliant dawn of the great motherland to revitalize the dream of a strong new China. Although I am still a pupil under the age of 10, I can't make much contribution to the prosperity of the motherland. I can only study hard and accumulate knowledge, and when I grow up, I will become a person who contributes to the education of the motherland like my grandparents!