The story behind the photo
The story behind the photo 1 If you want to understand the story of a family, look at the family's photos. Come on down and enjoy the three photos of our home.
Warm family portrait
My sister is back from college, and the house is filled with a happy atmosphere. I suggested taking a photo, and the whole family agreed. My grandparents sat in the middle, my siblings and I stood on both sides, and our parents stood in the back. We each took a pose. "One, two, three, smile!" With a click, a warm family portrait was successful. It’s great to be a family together!
Family long-distance running race
Why do there only three back figures in this photo? This is where we hold a family long-distance race. Grandpa was the referee, and my father, sister and I stood behind the starting line and prepared to go. Get into position—ready—run! At first, I rushed out, and after a while, I was far ahead. When I was almost halfway through the run, I looked back and saw that my father and sister were nowhere to be seen. It seemed that they could not catch up with me. Only then did I feel that my legs were heavier than lead, so I started jogging. The slower I ran, the more tired I became. Before long, my father and sister passed me one after another. I wanted to chase them harder, but I couldn't run anymore. As a result of the competition, my father and sister became the champion and runner-up, and I became the third in line.
Goodbye Old House
Look, in this photo, my mouth is pouted and my face is full of dissatisfaction. What's wrong with that? The house at home is about to be renovated, but I am very anxious. I am extremely unhappy that the old house where we live together day and night is gone like this, but what can I do? I thought about it for a long time, stopped my father's busy pace, and asked him to take a photo and keep it as a souvenir. Dad agreed, I called the whole family over, and Dad took some photos. My lost heart gradually seemed to have some sustenance, and my mood became much better.
A photo, a story, a memory...
Story behind the photo 2 When I saw this precious photo taken with my father in the Millennium Yao Village, , the scene of visiting Millennium Yao Village with my friends and family during the National Day holiday immediately came to mind.
It was a sunny morning. Each of our five families drove to the mountainside and walked towards the destination of Nangang Millennium Yao Village.
Thousand-year-old Yao Village is a famous historical and cultural village in China and one of the ten most beautiful ancient villages in Guangdong. It is also the largest, oldest and most distinctive Yao Village in the world.
We passed the ancient village gate and the ancient city wall in Nangang Pai. Along the way, our friends sang and laughed and chatted. Unknowingly, we arrived at the Yao Village. The houses in front of us were densely packed with mountains and slopes. The ground is crowded together. They are completely different from the houses we live in. They are paved with stones of different sizes, which look so unique and beautiful.
Through the winding path, we climbed up to Getangping, the activity center of the Yao people. Here we can see the beautiful mountain terraces in the Yao village. They are so beautiful. We are waiting for wonderful things here. performance.
The performance began. The Yao people walked to the stage in beautiful Yao costumes and performed various wonderful performances for the audience, such as beating gongs, dancing long drums, blowing horns, and singing Yao songs.
We also visited the ancient temples and the Yao King’s House in Yao Village. During the tour, we also saw a spring water. It is said that touching this water can bring health and longevity. Being naughty, I quickly ran to touch it. I also touched gold stones and long drums.
When we visited Yao Village, my mother asked my father and I to stand next to a plaque that read "Millennium Yao Village" and left this precious group photo.
We reluctantly left the Millennium Yao Village, but with this precious group photo, as soon as I saw it, the happy times of the past could be seen in front of my eyes.
Story Behind the Photo 3 I accidentally opened the drawer and found a mutilated photo with mottled faces. The artificially torn photos have yellow edges and shocking cracks, as if to remind people of the bitter memories. The picture, which was barely stuck together with cellophane tape, gave off an unnatural aura. The person in the picture had his mouth crooked to one side, and it was already impossible to tell whether he was smiling or crying.
Xiao Lu, it’s him! Countless and unknown emotions came flooding into my mind, reminding me not to forget that memory.
"Xiao Lu, where is my copy of "Bu Bu Jing Xin"! Did you take it away?" After class, I walked to a table and asked loudly. I just bought this set of novels a few months ago. The simple cover, vivid language, gentle flipping, and the rustling sound of each page are fascinating. My good friend Xiao Lu is also a fan of this book. He often asked me to borrow it, but as a book lover, I was really reluctant to let it go, so I never agreed. But today, my novel cannot be found.