A photo may not mean anything, but a photo of my family contains countless family ties.
That's because that photo is of me and my parents. There is only one photo of me and my parents. I haven't seen anything else in the photo album.
The teacher asked us to take this photo. If the teacher hadn't asked us to take a family photo, maybe this photo wouldn't exist! Therefore, I cherish this photo. This photo has not been copied, only in my mother's mobile phone and my mobile phone.
As far as I know, this photo is unique. Mom and dad have a bad relationship, and dad has a bad temper. Whenever someone scolds him or says something about him, he will get angry. I still remember one time, when my father came back from outside, I couldn't help saying, "I always come back so late and never come back." When my father heard me say this, he slapped the apple in my hand on the ground and looked at me fiercely. I cried on the spot.
On one occasion, my father didn't come back until one or two in the middle of the night. My mom said a few words to him, and my dad got angry. Then, they quarreled. I looked at it and thought, why doesn't dad know to forgive mom? Mom works so hard, but dad always comes to cheat her hard-earned money.
But I'm thinking, if mom and dad can take a step back, we can live in harmony. But I'm thinking, mom and dad fight all day. What if one day they get divorced? No matter how much I hate my father, he has always been my father! I have lost my father, I am just a child of a single-parent family!
That photo is the only photo of me and my parents. I hope my parents can be as happy as they are on TV. We won't quarrel over a trifle. This photo contains too much love for me. I hope mom and dad don't always quarrel. If you hurt the harmony, the relationship will be even worse!
If mom and dad knew they were wrong, our family would be happier. If mom and dad can realize their mistakes, maybe our family won't quarrel again! I hope my parents are the happiest couple in the world.
Every time I open the photo album, I will see the most precious photo-a photo of my sister moon. Whenever I see this photo, I always think of going to Beijing to take part in the competition.
I remember that on a sunny morning, I went to the dance class of Qixing Art School, only to see the teacher come into the classroom with a big smile and say to us, "Students, we are going to take part in a competition in the charming Beijing campus this summer vacation."
"Yes! Great! " The class cheered in unison.
Don't be too happy, there are 32 people in our class, and only 15 people can take part in the competition this time. The teacher's words were like a pot of cold water poured on our heads, and the classroom was suddenly silent. Everyone is silently looking forward to becoming one of 15 people.
After several selections, I was lucky enough to be selected to participate in the competition.
How time flies! It's game time in a blink of an eye. We got on the plane with both nervous and excited feelings. After two hours' flight, we finally arrived at the stadium. As soon as I walked into the stadium, wow! It's really lively. There are children from all over the country. They are all full of energy and are preparing for the game. My heart is pounding and I'm very nervous. At this moment, I saw a familiar figure-Sister Moon. I shouted excitedly, "Look, it's Sister Moon!" The children also shouted the name of Sister Moon. Sister Moon is very kind. She came over with a smile, patted us on the shoulder and said, "Come on! I look forward to your good grades. " We quickly took out our notebooks and pens for Yueyue to sign. Sister Moon smartly signed her name in the notebook and took some photos with us.
Sister Moon's kindness calmed us down a lot. On that day, we successfully completed the competition and won the gold medal.
Every time I see this most precious photo, it will bring back that wonderful memory.
Every photo has good memories. Photos record happiness, sadness, anger, joy and sadness. My photos also have good memories.
Who is the 4-year-old girl snuggling in her mother's arms, holding a puppy in a pink T-shirt in one hand and holding a "V" in the other? You'll never guess that girl is me. This photo has wonderful memories! Let me explain it to you in detail.
It was a winter, and my parents and I watched TV in the house. When there are advertisements on TV, I use playing cards to say to my mother, "Mom, mom, shall we play cards?" Mother said, "You are too young! I can't play poker yet! How about ... how about we play poker with dad? " I said, "OK, OK!" We got rid of dad, and after dealing cards, mom told me what cards to play, and we both dealt with dad together. We dealt all the cards. My mother and I don't have the biggest cards-King and Xiao Wang. That must be at my father's. My mother gave me an idea and I did it. I pretended to go to my father's to see the cards and ask where the king and Xiao Wang were. Then I said, "Dad, it's on TV!" "Dad put down the card and looked back. Mother took the opportunity to replace the king with four of hearts and Spades 3. Dad turned his head and saw my mother and me smiling mysteriously. He quickly picked up the card, looked at it and found the king. Xiao Wang has been "switched" and is speechless. Finally, as expected, my mother and I won. I ran to my mother's arms and picked up the puppy. I picked up the playing cards and smiled happily. My father photographed this moment.
Time flies and the past is forgotten, but the memories in the photo are still so real and beautiful, as if everything happened yesterday.
Today, when I opened the photo album, a photo caught my eye. This photo was taken in Jiuzhaigou. It's beautiful and the time is right. Don't believe it. Listen to me slowly. ...
Last time my father's company organized a tour, we chose "Jiuzhaigou" as the "land of water", which has the reputation of "Jiuzhaigou goes home without looking at the water", so we came by plane.
We got up at four or five o'clock the next morning. How cold it is in Jiuzhaigou! It's tens of degrees below zero, so you can imagine how much perseverance is needed, and we just went in early to have a look while there were not many people. Then we got on the bus and drove for a long time on the mountain road, and finally arrived.
As soon as I entered the door, I could see a sea of people inside, and the noise surrounded my ears, but I still heard the sound of running water. Along the way, there are countless beautiful waters, springs, waterfalls and beaches, as well as colorful jade ponds and jade fields composed of 65,438+008 Haizi. In such a beautiful place, playing for a few days is not enough!
We walked and walked until we came to the largest and most spectacular waterfall in Jiuzhaigou-Pearl Beach Waterfall! We were shocked by the great waterfall where water droplets splashed. Such a beautiful waterfall, water drops fall from the sky like little pearls!
This is where we took the photos. The photographer skillfully pressed the shutter. This photo is in the form of scales and ripples. Clear flaky water stirred pearl-like waves on the beach and dazzled in the sun. My parents and I are in the center of the photo, and we are all so happy and happy. A few golden drops of water were around us, embellishing our scene at that time.
In this magical world, the magical Jiuzhaigou, the magical photos I took made me unforgettable for a long time. ...
The fifth article of the composition of the sixth grade photo opens a yellowed photo and the memory slowly emerges in my mind. I don't know when these memories were blurred, but these photos just helped me leave these memories.
This photo was taken by my grandmother in kindergarten with an old camera that can't be taken now. In the photo, I am dancing with a smile. Although I am all thumbs, I can see that I am really happy, as if I am the only one dancing around.
I still remember that it was Children's Day, and the white "cotton candy" in the blue sky made people want to take a bite. A few birds fly by from time to time, singing beautiful songs, as if heralding the joy of the festival. I stood at the window and looked at my parents downstairs, and my heart couldn't help pounding. I have been looking for a familiar figure-my grandmother. I thought she would come first, but I didn't see her. My hands are clutching the skirt horn, and my palms are already sweating. I'm afraid my grades are not good and my grandmother won't come to see me. In this way, I stood at the window, dull and confused.
"Come on, we're going to perform!" The teacher's phone call interrupted my train of thought. At that time, I thought that grandma might really not come. The birds in the air flew back and landed on the tree, without singing or playing, as if they were just watching our performance wholeheartedly.
Finally, I went downstairs. There are many parents calling their classmates' names, and some even cheering. I've been expecting that voice, but I can't hear it. I realized that grandma really didn't come. When the music started, we began to dance, but when I stood among my classmates, I was very nervous. I looked at the person in front, and I went to find her again. Suddenly, I saw it, I saw it, it was grandma, it was grandma, and I almost cried. I saw grandma panting, her forehead was covered with sweat, and she took pictures of me with an old camera in her hand. Immediately, my dance steps caught up with the rhythm, and I wanted my grandmother to see my performance and my best performance. The bird hasn't started singing yet, and it will also play music for me.
The performance ended successfully, and I also knew the reason why grandma was late. I almost cried when I heard the reason. It turned out that grandma asked me to take the camera home late.
The photos of my dancing will always exist in the photo album, and that unforgettable memory will always accompany me.
There are thousands of beautiful photos in my home, one of which is inserted in a beautiful photo frame and put on the counter. Why?
The thing is: when I was seven years old, my family of three went to Hong Kong and Macau with my mother's colleagues. When we arrived in Mazu Tempel, a younger brother suddenly took out his chewing gum and stuffed it into my hair without hesitation. It took me a lot of effort to tear off the sticky gum, wrap it in paper and throw it into the nearby trash can. Then I said to my brother, "You are so rude. How can you stick the chewing gum you have eaten on someone else's head? " However, he made a face at me as if nothing had happened. What is even more incredible is that his parents stood by and smiled at their son without educating him. After a while, the guide sister said, "Let's take a picture here as a souvenir!" " "So I took this photo with a sad face.
On the way home, I thought, "It's the father's fault that my son doesn't teach. These parents can't be obedient to their children. At the age of three, we should cultivate children's good habits from an early age. Remember these five words' spoil children like killing children'. "
In my photo album, there are some photos, one of which I like very much. Whenever I open this thick photo album full of memories, my eyes stay on it for a long time, and a strong sense of happiness rises in my heart. This is a photo taken when I was performing with my classmates in the fourth grade.
We were standing in four rows. There are twelve students in a row, boys standing on the left and girls standing on the right. Female students are wearing beautiful skirts, bows and light makeup; Male students are serious, wearing school uniforms, bright red scarves and white cloth shoes.
I stood in front with a microphone, with Zhang Yuxuan, Xu Hainuo and Huang Bofeng behind me holding three red cards of "Xia Zhiyun"; Cai and Ou Lijun hold three green cards of sound of spring; Hu Heng, Xie Jia and Hu Zhihui hold three orange cards of Autumn Love; Liao Shiyang, Yan Xiaoshan and Pan Xiao are holding three purple cards of "Winter Love".
We stood on the playground under the blue sky, the five-star red flag fluttered in the wind, the birds were singing happily, and the students quietly enjoyed our performance and listened to the call and mumbling of ancient poems.
When our class finished the performance, it was the fifth grade performance. They are having a singing performance, which is performed by several students who are good at singing and dancing. They danced well, not only singing the beauty and tranquility of music, but also jumping out of the elegance and softness of music. The sixth grade is also dancing, but the background music is rock music.
Finally, the principal awards session. He reported the results of each class first, and then reported to the champion class: "4 1 class!" " "The principal voice down, the team broke into cheers. Yes, this is the cheers of our class 4 1!
This photo carries happiness, because it records beautiful moments; This photo is an eternal treasure, because it records happy times. This old photo is not only kept in the photo album, but also in my heart, because it keeps those beautiful, unforgettable and precious moments!