In ordinary daily life, everyone has come into contact with composition. Composition is a narrative method that expresses the meaning of a theme through words through human thought consideration and language organization. How to write a thoughtful and literary composition? The following is a composition I have compiled for you. I hope it will be helpful to you. I always think of that photo essay 1

Time flows by in a hurry, and the memories of life are cut into photos one after another. Some are happy, some are lonely, and some are yellowed. This faded The memories brought back the pain that will remain in my heart forever.

Returning to my mother’s hometown of Miao Village, when I entered the door, I was surrounded by the familiar smell of altar wood; looking around, I saw a large photo erected on the wall, which was the photo of my grandfather’s death. Although it is an independent photo of my grandfather, I can still feel that his majesty is still there, but there is a bit more intimacy. I remembered that my grandpa once took me into his green vegetable garden, took me to catch insects, taught me how to wash clothes, and spent quality time with me. Now, that vegetable garden is no longer bright and there is no one there anymore. Going to sort it out only makes me feel a little bit more lonely. It was supposed to be the busy harvest season, but not a single person passed by; the sky was supposed to be dotted with white clouds, but it also changed color, and the wind began to blow darkly; there should have been happy laughter, but now, there was only the north wind. Roaring, going crazy...

One year has passed, and the photos cannot resist the passage of time, gradually turning yellow and fading; grandpa's smile also slowly disappears in the mind; The house I was most familiar with became unfamiliar in an instant. If memory is like a video tape, then photos are framed individually so that people can remember them. Although there were many photos of my grandpa and I, they were all burned. As time passed, everyone forgot about that time, and only one photo was preserved.

Although an old photo has little use, it is a priceless treasure; any rare thing cannot be worth a piece of memoir. Although they are old, every time I see them at different times and in different places, I have different feelings and emotions every time. I think: this is the charming part of old photos; although they cannot change the world, they can change a person. , making his life more exciting! I always think of that photo essay 2

As soon as I saw the photos of the three little girls on the table, I remembered that special party.

That day, my good friend Feifei was going to study abroad. Since it was an afternoon flight, Duoduo and I were preparing to see her off. The three of us planned to play all morning and see Feifei off together in the afternoon.

We went to Duoduo’s home, and Duoduo’s father showed us a movie, which we all liked, "Big Fish and Begonia". After watching the movie, I looked at the clock, hehe, it was only half past nine. "Let's go play hide and seek!" I said. We just played rock-paper-scissors together, saying "Oh my God" and "Why am I looking for you?" I carried them on my back in the kitchen, and they rushed like arrows towards the hiding corner where they were aiming. Although I tried hard to hear which direction they were running, the sounds became weaker and weaker. I don't know where they are hiding? then. I really want someone to tell me where they are hiding? I also want them to smile and reveal their position. But I looked for it for a long time. Only to find Duoduo hiding in the closet. Where is Feifei hiding? So I kept making jokes there. She finally couldn't help but smile. Ha ha! I found you Feifei!

The lunch was so sumptuous, including chicken wings, grilled ham, and grilled seafood. My saliva almost dropped to the floor! Lunch tastes great! The ham sausage is crispy, the juice of the grilled seafood is delicious, and the Coke chicken wings are fragrant. You can know the taste without eating it! After lunch we went down to see Feifei off. Watching Feifei's car driving away, I felt indescribably sad.

This gathering made me deeply understand the joy of gathering friends and the sadness of separation. I will always think of that photo. Composition 3

The thunder passed over my head, and I forgot to cover my ears and my fear.

When my mother was young, she had a well-proportioned figure and loved to dress up. She caught up with all the fashions of that era, and she did so brilliantly. A washed jacket made of denim fabric, drapey trousers, colorful silk scarves, long chestnut wavy hair, and a square mouth that she wanted to hide but couldn't hide every time she took pictures. She always said that her smile was ugly. , I don’t know other people’s crescent smile, so I can only let myself go and laugh in my own most unique way. I feel that without her iconic square mouth and that hearty laugh, my mother will not look like my mother. Just standing next to these aunts who were close friends with my mother, their appearance could only dim in silence after being compared by my mother. My mother likes high eyebrows, and when paired with her deeply concave brow bones, both her figure and appearance look like a Western woman washed by oriental fireworks.

Even with such a charming external image, my mother also has her own unique personality. She is obviously a woman who has been teased by life until she sheds tears, but the first impression she gives people is always "Oh, a strong woman"! I always try to remember that she is my mother, because I always think that she has suffered too much and is sad because of it, but she is my mother, and I need and have the responsibility to help her endure it. This is tiring.

She wasn't afraid of hurting herself, but was afraid of feeling the sadness behind her inner strength. I love her and miss her all the time.

In the photo, she is holding her hand next to the stone dam.

In the photo, she is still smiling. I always think of that photo. Essay 4

Yesterday, I sat in front of the TV and watched TV. During the commercial break, I inadvertently looked up and saw the photo on the TV. This photo made me think a lot and brought back a beautiful and unforgettable memory.

In the photo, there is a young couple. The wife holds a chubby baby in her arms, and the husband puts his hand gently on his wife's shoulder. What a loving family portrait! That little baby is me, and obviously the young couple are my parents.

The father in the photo is so young and handsome, but with the passage of time, calluses have grown on his hands and wrinkles have gradually appeared on his face. Mom is not like this. She is so beautiful and generous in the photo. Time is like a butcher's knife, which makes people grow old! That day, when I was combing my mother's hair, I saw a few more white hairs on her head. This reminds me of the photo of me as a child. In the photo, I am sitting in my mother's arms, smiling innocently. At that time, my life was happy and worry-free. But as time flies, I grow up slowly, and occasionally I feel sad, angry, frustrated, and have many negative emotions. After ten years of reincarnation, people have changed so much! Time flies, years rush by. As I grow older, my parents also grow older.

"Keting, go do your homework!" My thoughts were brought back by my mother's words. I quickly turned off the TV, went back to the room, opened the composition book, and wrote this composition - "I always think of that photo." I always think of that photo. Composition 5

I opened the drawer, and there was a photo inside that caught my eye: I was holding a cute puppy, and I was so happy! This puppy is all black, without a single hair. His eyes are big and blue. It looked very excited, with its tail raised high...

This puppy was brought back by my father. I named the puppy Xiaohei. I like Xiao Hei very much, and Xiao Hei also likes me very much. Whenever I have free time, I play with Xiao Hei and my life is very happy.

Until that day, there were still a few days before the start of my first grade. My father and mother were discussing how to send Xiao Hei away. I happened to be a sharp-eared person and heard it. I held back my sadness and waited for them to start. After the meeting, I quietly asked my mother: "Why did you send Xiao Hei away? Don't you think he is cute?" My mother said to me: "You are going to elementary school soon, so you don't have time to play with Xiao Hei." "If Xiao Hei is sent away, he might find a better home." I nodded in agreement.

When it was time to send Xiao Hei away, I took a photo with Xiao Hei and sent him away while he was taking a nap. From then on, I never saw Xiao Hei again.

Where is Xiao Hei now? Has it found a good home? I still don’t know the answers to these questions. I will always think of that photo. Essay 6

That was a warm photo, an ordinary photo. That photo stuck with me. That was not a family photo, but a photo of me and my family laughing after climbing Mount Huangshan. This was a photo taken a long time ago. At that time, my parents were still at home, my aunt was not married, and the family was complete. But since my parents went to work abroad, the family became separated. Grandpa is seriously ill and aunt is getting married. At home, only my grandma is taking care of my brother and me. This photo keeps echoing in my mind.

This photo always makes me happy. Once, I won the first place in the grade-wide composition competition, which made me so happy! I wanted my parents to know the good news too, but I didn't have a cell phone. What should I do? I had an idea, took out the photo, and said, "Dad, Mom, do you see what I got?" I stared at the photo and said. After saying that, I seemed to see a satisfied smile on their lips. This makes me even happier! I shouted again: "My daughter has won glory for you!" They smiled again...

A few months later, my father came back, but my mother did not come. I took out the photo, left two tears, and said, "Dad, you are back, where is mom?" When Dad heard this, two big tears fell on my face. He took out his mobile phone and said: "Your mother is here..." Two tears "fell from the sky" again, wetting the photo... I will always think of that photo Essay 7

Growing up, I I have found a lot of photos, maybe more than 1,000 by now. The content of these photos is very rich, such as: travel, parties, birthdays, sports games and many exciting moments. Among these photos, the one that impressed me most was the photo of me and my mom and dad going to the beach in Qingdao to play with the sand and sea water.

I remember it was a summer, my parents and I took the No. 9 bus to Golden Beach. When we got there, we went to the changing room to change clothes.

When I came to the beach, I immediately felt refreshed. My little feet felt so comfortable stepping on the fine sand. Suddenly I felt heavy under my feet. I raised my foot and took a look, haha, it turned out to be a clam skin. Everyone couldn't help but laugh and bend their waists.

I started to go to the sea.

I first did some warm-up exercises. I put on my swimming goggles, leaned down, kicked my feet, and jumped into the sea. I started to show my swimming skills. I stretched out my limbs and splashed in the water. A big wave came and hit me right on top. It hurt so much that I screamed. At this time, my father pressed the camera shutter and took this precious photo.

This is my happiest day in Qingdao, Qingdao, I love you.

I must treasure this photo. I always think of that photo essay 8

There is a very interesting photo in my photo album. I am holding a long sea cucumber in my hand. It was a photo of me going fishing in Changdao, Shandong last summer.

That day at five o'clock in the morning, we went fishing with the local fishermen. We caught many starfish, shrimps, crabs and various kinds of fish, and there were many species that I had never seen before. There are many marine creatures that have passed by. When the marine creatures were caught on the fishing boat, some struggled to return to the sea. The crabs held up their large pincers as if in protest. The most interesting one was the sea cucumber, which looked like a black lump. In the mud, I picked up a sea cucumber. The originally short body was carried by my hands for a while. I was surprised to find that it became thin and long. I squeezed its soft body gently. It sprayed water from a very thin hole at one end. My sister standing next to me saw it and pinched it. It sprayed water again, and its body became thinner and thinner. Just as we were talking to each other, it sprayed water. When the sea cucumbers were having fun, my mother used the camera to capture this unforgettable moment for me. We put some very small fish and shrimps back into the sea to let them continue to grow.

This photo recorded my fishing experience, and it also made me understand how hard it is for fishermen to fish, and I also saw many magical marine creatures. I will never forget it! I always think of that photo essay 9

On Sunday, I finished my homework and was bored. Suddenly I saw a thick photo album on the table. I opened it and at first sight I saw me and That old photo of a tiger.

I remember that when I was five years old, my parents took me to visit the wildlife park. There were monkeys, pandas, elephants, parrots, peacocks and other animals in the zoo. The most unforgettable thing for me was watching A majestic tiger performance. Under the command of the trainer, the tigers were particularly obedient, like docile kittens. Five or six tigers lined up in neat lines to perform performances such as crawling through fire rings, crawling forward, rolling on the spot, etc. ······The show was very interesting. Just when I was fascinated by it, the show ended. All the other tigers left, leaving only one tiger. The trainer said that I could take photos with the tiger for free. I was very happy. , hurriedly ran to line up, but when it was my turn, I didn’t dare to go. It scared me to tears. Finally, with the encouragement of my parents, I walked step by step behind the tiger and raised two Little Finger was still a little scared, but when I heard the "click" sound from the photographer, I quickly turned my head and jumped into my mother's arms. Now that I have grown up, whenever I see this old photo with the tiger, I always feel very familiar. I must keep this precious photo. I always think of that photo. Essay 10

Take a break from your busy schedule and look at old photos. I turned over a page inadvertently, and my fingers paused. Looking at the slightly faded photos, memories came flooding back.

It was an inconspicuous old house. In the small yard in front of the house, there was an old locust tree that was not very tall but had luxuriant branches. The warm autumn sun shines down, casting mottled tree shadows on the roof of the old house. Several cats in the house took advantage of the sunny weather to climb up the wall and formed several fluffy balls on the roof, bathing in the sunshine. This is the old house I lived in when I was a child, a place where I have wonderful memories.

When I was a child, I lived here for a while and was very happy. In the backyard of the old house, there is a small vegetable garden. Here is a piece of eggplant, there is a piece of corn, and there are beans in front and behind. The tender green carob vines on the fence and the pumpkins in the corners of the house also climbed up to the roof, with large dark green leaves covering a big pumpkin. This is the harvest season. As soon as you get up, you can breathe fresh air here.

At the door of the old house, strings of corn are hung, and several old pumpkins are placed at the foot of the wall. Sometimes when I wake up in the morning, I see that the pumpkin is covered with white frost. It is cold. There is a small stove next to the pumpkin. On early autumn nights, a group of us children always like to gather around the stove, smell the sweet smell in the stove, and look forward to the moment when the stove is turned on - the sweet potatoes grown in the backyard of the old house, with the skin Slightly roasted, fragrant, sweet and soft, it warms the autumn night.

I live in the front yard, but the beautiful memories the old house brought me will never be forgotten.

This memory always plays in my heart. It is a mark of happiness. I always think of that photo essay 11

In the exquisite photo album at our home, there is a photo that makes people laugh. There is a little girl of three or four years old standing in front of a dragon fruit tree. Crying loudly, yes, that little girl is me.

I remember it was a weekend not long after I entered kindergarten. My parents took me to a dragon fruit orchard in the suburbs to pick fruits. This was the first time I saw a place where dragon fruit grows. It felt like Rows of large, thorny fairy strips.

I was novel and scared. As we walked, our stomachs began to sing "empty city strategy", so my mother bought some dragon fruits and broke them open. I saw that the flesh of the dragon fruit was red, so I asked curiously: "This meat is red, is there blood?"

"No, it is red!" Mom said with a smile.

"Really? Is it the only color?"

"No, there is also white. Red meat tastes better than white meat!" Mom replied.

After hearing this, I ate it with big mouthfuls. It was indeed sweet and juicy, and my mouth was covered with red juice. When my parents saw me like this, they laughed loudly and said, "Our daughter has become a clown!" I got angry and burst into tears. Unexpectedly, they were not worried at all, but laughed even harder. When I saw it, I became even more angry and started to run away.

Dad blinked mysteriously and pressed the shutter with a click, and my funny look was preserved forever.

Now, every time we see this childlike photo, we laugh out loud. I always think of that photo. Essay 12

There are many photos hidden in a room in my house. There are graduation photos, travel photos, press photos, etc. But what impressed me most was the rather shabby-looking selfie.

That selfie is a photo of me and my parents playing in the West Lake. In the photo, I am white and fat. If you compare it with my current photo, I guarantee that you will not recognize it. Not to mention the parents in the photo, there are many more wrinkles at the corners of the eyes than at that time. But in my eyes, they will always be the youngest people in the world.

The scenery in the photo is also very beautiful. Two willow trees are fluttering in the wind on both sides of the photo, like two little girls with long hair dancing! There are many white clouds floating in the blue sky, some like a cute sheep, some like an attractive marshmallow, and some like a huge dragon flying in the sky. The flowers in the photo are not to be outdone. They are red, white, purple, dark red, light green, colorful and extremely beautiful!

Because this photo allows me to see what I looked like when I was a child, what my parents looked like back then, and it also allows me to see how beautiful the flowers in West Lake were and how lush the willow trees were at that time. . No matter if this photo is in school, park, supermarket... I will always think of it. This selfie records the scene when I was a child and shows the scenery of West Lake at that time. I want to preserve it well. I always think of that photo essay 13

As time goes by, many stories are forgotten, but time will always leave traces of growth. Maybe an old photo will remind you of a long time ago. Thing...

Today, I found an old photo of a child sitting on the floor eating cake. I thought it was strange, so I asked my mother: "Who is that child sitting on the ground?" My mother said: "Isn't that you?" I said in surprise: "How is it possible? How could I sit on the ground alone and still eat "Cake?" "Don't you remember? Didn't you see the date on the photo?" "Oh, it's Women's Day on March 8th." Mom seemed to know what I was thinking and said, " It was when you were in kindergarten. It was Women's Day, and the teacher organized parents and children to go for an outing together. After arriving, we found out that this day also happened to be Shen Zhuobing's birthday, so the teacher suggested that we celebrate Women's Day and his birthday together. We played a lot of games and sang birthday songs, and everyone also spread newspapers on the floor and sat on the floor to eat cake. Mom found it very interesting, so she took out the camera and clicked, and this photo was born. "After listening to my mother's story, I Suddenly I felt that such an ordinary photo recorded such a beautiful story.

I will treasure these photos in the future, no matter how sad or sweet they are. Because each one carries many precious memories of growing up. I always think of that photo. Essay 14

There are many messy photos in my photo album. When I am bored, I always like to look through the photos. One day, when I was sorting out the photos, suddenly, a familiar figure flashed in front of my eyes. I gently took out the photos, looked at them, and silently shed tears, because the little boy in the photos was my best friend. My friend, his name is Yang Yang.

I am three years older than Yang Yang. We were born in the same month and on the same day. My mother said that Yang Yang and I are destined. We often played together, and gradually we became inseparable good friends. Yang Yang is very smart and sensible. Even at his young age, he still cares about people!

Because there is a wild child in our city who often has scars on his body. When Yang Yang sees it, he will hold my hand and ask: "Sister, what's wrong with you here? Does it hurt? Is it serious?" Others When someone bullies me, he will stand up to protect me.

Yes, he was injured trying to protect me, but he was very strong and did not cry. Instead, he came to comfort me. Seeing his sensible look, I was moved to tears, touched Yang Yang's head and said, "Thank you, Yang Yang."

But one day, my father asked me to transfer to Youyang to study. This sudden blow made me very sad. Yang Yang and I have known each other for three years and have a very deep relationship. I can't bear to leave Yang Yang. On the day we parted, when I looked back, Yang Yang's eyes were full of tears, and I cried too.

More than a year has passed, but I still believe in Yang Yang. I don’t know how he is doing. I always think of that photo essay 15

Today, I found an old photo in the cabinet at home. That was a photo taken when my family traveled to the beautiful Ankang when I was four years old. The photo shows my dear mother and three aunts, as well as my three lovely brothers and sisters. In the photo, we are in beautiful nature, and everyone has a bright smile on their face.

I remember it was the National Day in 20xx. Our whole family finally got together and made an appointment to travel together. Along the way, there are beautiful mountains and rivers. There are rolling green mountains and a small river. The water is crystal clear and there are small fish and shrimps in the water! We had farmhouse meals there, had water fights, caught crabs, and went rafting on a bamboo raft... It seemed like we forgot all our worries and we had a great time. Finally, it was time to go home. Someone suggested that it would be a pity not to take photos of such a rare gathering with such a beautiful scenery. So we stood together and shouted: "One, two, three, eggplant!" We all laughed, and this moment left us with eternal memories!

Now look at this photo. The eldest and second aunt in the photo have gone to work in other places, and my sister has also gone to Shanghai to go to college. It is difficult for our family to get together again. Therefore, this photo is even more precious, and I will definitely keep it in my collection.