In study, work and even life, everyone is always exposed to writing. Writing is a narrative method that expresses a theme through words after people's thinking and language organization. So how do you write a general composition? The following is a story composition of a photo I carefully arranged. The story behind the 411-word photo is welcome to share. Story composition of a photo The story behind the 411-word photo 1

The memory of childhood is like a well-made slide show, which disappears in a flash. However, one photo has been completely integrated into my memory.

I am particularly cute in the photo, wearing two "small brushes" and a pink dress with a "curry" pattern that I think is the most beautiful, standing beside a lush grass.

I clearly remember that it was a summer in 2114, and that day happened to be my fourth birthday. At that time, I had not moved to a new home, and my grandparents had not returned to their hometown. My grandparents who love me the most accompany me to play outside and take "commemorative photos" for me. I was very excited, and my grandparents came prepared, holding a new camera and a "bobble ball" as "props". Grandpa led me back and forth in a big circle to the "small garden". The so-called "small garden" actually has a corridor and several flower beds. Is that all? Of course not! Look, the carport behind the garden, where I used to pick up small advertisements. Look, the branches on the willow tree. I used to ask my mother to weave a straw hat for me. Look, that familiar path, I used to jump and jump on that winding and narrow path. I think this is it!

I held the "bobball" in my left hand and a green bristlegrass in my right hand, leaving a picture on the path. Mom said, I didn't take any green bristlegrass, but a beam of sky-high light, which is infinite hope. Yes!

This photo always brings me infinite reverie. I will never forget that summer and the courtyard that belongs to me. The story of a photo composition The story behind the 411-word photo 2

I have nothing to do during the holidays, and I like to look through photos on the computer. Almost every photo can tell an unforgettable story. Among my favorite photos, there is one. When I see it, I can't help laughing.

During the winter vacation of grade one, one day, my mother took me to visit Jinjiang Paradise in Shanghai, and I jumped three feet for joy. As soon as I entered the park, I was dazzled by the colorful amusement projects, such as the pirate ship swaying from side to side, the surging rapids, the haunted house with fear, and the thrilling roller coaster ... I was timid, so my mother and I chose the Ferris wheel that looked very stable first. This ferris wheel is so big! We entered a small room on the Ferris wheel, and my mother and I sat face to face. The interesting trip to the Ferris wheel began! At first, I was not afraid at all. I kept looking down and saw that things on the ground were getting smaller and smaller. But the more I go up, the more I get scared. It's so high! I didn't dare to look down any more. I was so scared that I closed my eyes and grasped the armrest of the seat firmly with both hands. When my mother saw me like this, she whispered to me, "Don't be afraid, the most beautiful scenery is at the top!" " Encouraged by my mother, I slowly opened my eyes and looked around. I overcame my timidity. After getting off the Ferris wheel, we ran to another amusement project.

a photo, recording a story; A photo tells an experience; A photo evokes a memory. A photo story composition The story behind the 411-word photo 3

A photo is a beautiful memory, and a photo is a beautiful moment.

The photo that impressed me the most was taken by my mother when I was six years old.

During the holiday, my mother took me to visit Tiantangzhai. We went to the highest place in Tiantangzhai to see the scenery. We came to the front of the glass plank road, and as long as we look below, it will make people tremble. Looking up, the green hills were towering into the sky and filled with smoke, so we were too scared to leave. My mother took me and walked slowly forward. After a long walk, there was a sudden noise, which was as frightening as the broken glass. Suddenly, the people on the glass plank road panicked and stopped on the glass plank road and dared not move forward. After a short time, we found that it was only the music provided by the staff, not really broken.

although it's just dubbing, it's still scary. I had just walked down the glass plank road with trepidation, and as a result, another grasshopper jumped out and stung me severely, which made me cry. Coupled with the fear of taking the plank road before, my mood at that time had collapsed. My mother helped me get rid of the grasshopper, but I still couldn't stop crying. At this time, I only heard a click and a photo was taken by my mother.

We put this photo in the photo album. Until now, as soon as I open the photo album, I will think of it. The story of a photo composition The story behind the 411-word photo 4

A boy with a guitar on his back made a gesture of victory and showed a happy smile on his face. Whenever I see this photo, my heart is filled with emotion, and many precious memories come to mind.

I remember that it was a sunny morning. When the music teacher told me that I was going to take the musical instrument exam, I was very excited. I thought: This is the first musical instrument exam in my life. I must practice hard and don't leave any regrets for myself. When I got home, I told my mother this good news. My mother said, "Then I should practice harder." As a result, the practice time has been increased from the usual 1 hours to 2 hours, with 1 hours of practice each time and 5 minutes of rest. Every time I practiced, I was so tired that my back ached, and cocoons were worn on my fingers. The days passed day by day. Although I improved my piano skills, I was a little bored. At this time, my mother saw my little mood and said to me, "How can you practice the piano like this?" You can't do things halfway, you must stick to it to succeed. " After listening to this, I got serious and continued to play the piano.

Time passed in a hurry, and finally came an exciting moment. My game time was 11 noon, and my mother and I set off after breakfast for fear of traffic jam. When I came to the competition venue, I registered first, and then, under the leadership of the organizer, I came to the judges and played. Wonderful notes streamed down from the strings, and the room was full of refreshing music. Seeing a smile on the judges' faces, I relaxed a lot and successfully completed the competition.

After a long wait of several months, I finally received the grade certificate of Chaosi Dream. It really pays off! The feeling of happiness at that time is still fresh in my memory. Precious memories should always be remembered, this is a rare gift in life, which is worth cherishing! Story composition of a photo The story behind the 411-word photo 5

In the afternoon, the warm sunshine came into my study, and I leisurely leafed through my beloved photo album, one of which left a deep impression on me.

In the photo, I reach for a colorful bubble with my hand up. Look how happy I am laughing! Some children around are blowing bubbles, some are shopping leisurely with their parents, and some are playing with balls ... Some adults are walking in the street in a hurry, some are choosing goods, and some are having fun and laughing with their children.

Looking at this photo reminds me of my trip to Japan with my mother again. In March this year, I first set foot on Japanese soil, and Japan left a deep impression on me. In the shop, the waiter received every guest very politely; Walking in the street, pedestrians are very polite, and pedestrians and cars obey the traffic rules and never violate the rules; When you walk on the road, you will find that garbage sorting is very good.

Although Japan has done great harm to our country, it still has a lot to learn from.

Students, would you like to join me in turning our motherland into the best country in the world? Let's take action together, learn from the good behavior of other countries, and let's change our lives together!

This is my favorite photo and the story behind it. Seeing it reminds me of doing everything I should do and changing our lives. Story composition of a photo The story behind the 411-word photo 6

Everyone has his own photo, and each photo seems to tell a story of the past. Every time I look through the photos that record beautiful moments, they make me seem to board the time machine, travel through time and space, and return to that beautiful moment ...

Only when I open the old photo album can I find out how naive, romantic and lively I was when I was a child. My eyes flashed through the yellowed photos, and I silently wanted to ask: Where has the time gone?

Now that I have grown up, technology is developed, and society is peaceful, of course, our knowledge has also increased a lot ... Although I have grown up, my relatives are getting old, full of white hair and beards. I really hope that time will stop and let me stay with my family. Never, ever … Time can't be bought back. Once it is not cherished, it will be lost like running water.

Time can't stop, so I have to use it correctly, use it to complete my dream, cherish the good time with my family and use it to set up my career. Alas, if only time could stop ...

I am very excited when I go from children who know nothing to young children, to primary schools, to young pioneers, but I never seem to think how precious time is.

Every minute, every second, we have to cherish it, which reminds me of the adage that "an inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and an inch of gold can't buy an inch of time". Story composition of a photo The story behind the 411-word photo 7

Today, I came to the Sahara Desert, my dream tourist destination. I was ecstatic and couldn't wait to see its true face directly.

first, we rode the wind and waves on the bumpy sand slope in an off-road vehicle, and finally arrived at the first destination-the desert hotel. It's full of warm colors, dazzling lights, thick carpets and neatly arranged food ... After a very long night, we walked out of the door and started to set out for the desert! Our travel tool this time is camel. I just got on it. It cried happily, "Hello, hello!" " As he spoke, he lifted me up vigorously, and they sped forward and came to a very high "sand mountain"

"Oh, look, the sun is out!" Mom said excitedly, I looked there, and the sun got up quietly. It yawned and said good morning to us! Suddenly, I said on a whim, "Why don't you take pictures of such a beautiful scene?" Dad brought the camera, and with a click, I jumped three feet high and stopped the picture. I'm busy looking at photos. The first one looks like a person sitting in the sun, the second one seems to be a person coming out of the sun, and the third one looks like Michael Jackson's dance movements. In short, all of them are interesting, and time flies like an arrow. The afternoon passed happily again. Late at night, we sat on the sand dunes and looked up at the twinkling stars all over the sky, like Xisha in the desert, which is countless. I think there are probably not so many stars there.

This trip to Morocco soon ended, but it left a deep impression on me. I think we should go out and see more. As the old saying goes, "Read thousands of books and take the Wan Li Road"! Story composition of a photo The story behind the 411-word photo 8

Open my photo album, and there are twenty photos, of which my favorite is a parrot photo. Every time I see this photo, I think of those lovely parrots.

once, my mother and I went to Zhongshan Square to play. I wanted a pair of clever and lovely parrots, and finally my mother agreed to buy them. However, my mother told me to take good care of the parrot. One of the parrots has a blue nose and two dark blue hairs beside her eyes. I call it Lanfei. The other one has a red nose and yellow hair next to his eyes. I call it Yanwu. Gradually, I established deep feelings with two parrots.

once, I put my hand into the cage and wanted the parrot to stand in my hand. Who knows that as soon as my hand touched Lanfei's foot, it pecked me with its long, pointed mouth, which made me cry, so I quickly drew my hand back. Hum, see how I tidy up you! When I was feeding for a while, I only fed Yanwu, not Lanfei, and deliberately stopped it with my hand, thinking: This is what happens when you annoy me! But just as I was riding high, Lanfei rushed out of the cage. I was frightened to disgrace and ran to catch LanFei. Unexpectedly, Yanwu also flew out of the birdcage. I didn't know what to do, so I picked up the broom next to me and slammed Yan Dance to the ground. As soon as I grabbed Yanwu, Lanfei rushed over and took a shit on the back of my left hand holding Yanwu. What a stink! God, come and help me. I'm an advanced animal. Do I have to be bullied by two birds? At this time, my mother happened to come out of the house, and when she saw this scene, she quickly took a picture with a camera "click".

this parrot photo is really funny! Story composition of a photo The story behind the 411-word photo 9

When I was playing at my grandmother's house, I found a photo of a child riding a horse. At this time, grandma came in, so I picked up the photo and asked her curiously, "Grandma, who is this?" Grandma said, "This was taken when you were four or five years old and your grandfather took you to the temple fair of Laozi."

On that day, when Grandpa took me to catch the Laozi Temple Fair, I saw an inflatable castle made of rubber. Because I wanted to play, I said to Grandpa in a coquetry way, "Grandpa, I want to play with inflatable castles." Grandpa readily promised me.

I ran as fast as I could, and my grandfather said with concern, "Don't run too fast, don't fall back." As soon as Grandpa's words fell, I tripped. Grandpa rushed over to me and said, "I told you not to run too fast and don't fall." Grandpa said to me again, "Are you all right? Let grandpa see if he has fallen anywhere. " I said, "I am so strong, how can something happen!" " After that, I went on playing ...

Half an hour passed and I was tired, so I put on my shoes and went to find my grandpa.

I came to my grandfather, and he kindly said to me, "Come on, get on that horse and let the photographer take your picture." I said happily, "Good!" Say that finish, grandpa immediately took me to the horse. Then, with a click, the photographer took a picture of me. I saw my grandfather smiling at the side, and he held me down with warm hands.

This is the story behind my photo. I often recall the warm moment with my grandfather. Story composition of a photo The story behind the 411-word photo 11

The interesting stories of childhood are like boats floating on the lake of memory, which is full of my innocence and loveliness. The colorful, black-and-white photos make my childhood memories last forever, and also let me record my success.