Unforgettable photo composition is about 600 words in the sixth grade.

Every time I open the photo album, the interesting things in each photo come to my mind again and again. One of the photos is still fresh in my memory. The following is an unforgettable 600-word photo composition of grade six compiled by me for your reference only. Welcome to reading.

Unforgettable photo composition 600 words in grade six (1) A photo tells a story; A photo tells an experience; A photo evokes a memory; A photo, full of emotion ... Looking at the innocent and handsome me in the photo, I fell into memories with a smile.

This photo was taken by my mother at school on Children's Day when I was seven years old. This is my favorite photo. I remember when I was a child, we would perform programs on Children's Day every year. Even I, a lively and naughty boy, is often forced to perform some singing, dancing and other programs on stage.

On Children's Day that year, the performance time was coming. I begged my mother to buy me a bottle of Pepsi, which I liked, to ease my nervous mood. That smell, that's just nectar, I still can't forget it. Speaking of Pepsi, it's actually not a special drink, just that you don't know it. My parents won't let me drink it since I was a child, saying it's bad for my child's health. So far, I still don't understand what is bad for my health.

After three or two glasses of wine, I walked onto the stage, and my nervousness slowly eased. With the music, my hands and feet move with the melody, but some can't keep up with the rhythm of the music, and their movements are always half a beat slower than those of other children. My heart suddenly became tense and my brain went blank. At that moment, I noticed the figures of my mother and teacher in the crowd, and they gave me a thumbs up! Suddenly, a wave of courage came to my mind, and I slowly adjusted the range of action, which seemed to blend in with the music. At this time, my mother took a "most handsome" photo for me.

By the way, I almost forgot that we danced a folk dance. When I dance, it's like riding a fine horse on the grassland. ...

Life will write down many memories for us. I keep them in photos, and each photo has its own story.

Photos let us go back to the past and reminisce about the good old days.

Unforgettable photo composition 600 words in Grade 6 (2) Whenever I open the photo album in my room, interesting stories of my childhood come to my mind again and again. I remember the story behind one of them. That photo recorded the story of me and a little pigeon. Once, I was playing on the path beside the grass and found a wounded little pigeon. I took it home carefully and begged my parents to let me keep this little pigeon. My parents agreed to my request and promised that my study would not be affected. I jumped three feet high happily and immediately ran to the balcony to make a warm home for this injured little pigeon. This little pigeon has snow-white feathers, and its eyes are as crystal clear as black pearls. It is very beautiful. I named it "White". Bai Bai seems to like this new home very much. At first, it jumped around as soon as it saw me, as if it were afraid of me. Then I looked around for a while, and then it was quiet. Every day after school, I will accompany it for a while, feed it something, touch its snow-white feathers, and gradually get familiar with me. When I finish my studies, it will jump out from somewhere to meet me.

I like to eat corn kernels for free, so I often put those corn kernels in a pot and put them on a small plate. I bring a big bottle of water and it eats them right away. Sometimes, it always looks at me while eating, as if inviting me to its "feast". Unfortunately, I "don't like" eating. After a while, it was all right, and my father asked me to put it back into nature. Although I am reluctant to go, I am reluctant to listen to my father's advice at the thought of white happiness. On a sunny morning, I opened the window of the balcony with white paper in my hand. Under my father's "release" password, I threw it up and heard a click. A photo that I will never forget was produced.

Every time I see this photo in the future, I can't help but think of the joy of living in vain with the little pigeon and the good times we spent together.

Unforgettable photo composition 600 words in grade six (3) I have a lot of photos hidden in my closet. There is one that I can't forget for a long time The figure in the photo is my friend-He Dong.

I remember when school started last year, He Dong was transferred to my class. At first, He Dong and I were strangers, but after a period of getting along, we gradually became familiar with each other and became good friends. Since then, he has brought me endless learning pleasure.

I remember once, I was doing my homework in the classroom. Suddenly, a math problem stumped me. I checked it several times and the answer was different every time. Just then, He Dong saw my anxious appearance and came up to me and asked, "What's the matter?" I whispered, "I ... I can't work out this problem." He Dong looked at it and said, "Don't worry, look at the topic first and think it over before you do it." His words brought me confidence. So I watched it again, and in a short time, I did it. I wrote my thoughts in my exercise book. He Dong looked at it, gave me a thumbs-up with satisfaction and praised me: "You are great!" " "I heard that, I feel indescribable joy.

I remember another time, my chair was broken, but I didn't know how to "change" it in class. I wonder: how can the chair be cured? I asked He Dong, and he said, "I ..." After my repeated questioning, he finally told the truth: He Dong knew that my chair was broken and took the initiative to go home and get nails and hammers after class. He came to the classroom and studied hard. He grabbed the nail with his hand first, then raised the hammer to nail it, and the nail was nailed in. Soon, he repaired the chair

In a blink of an eye, at the beginning of the second year, He Dong had to transfer again. Why did I take this photo? Every time I look at this photo, I think of He Dong helping me at that time. ...

Unforgettable photo composition Grade 6 (4)600 words There was an old photo in No.4 Middle School of China Garden, which shocked me. This photo was taken 19XX on August 28th, after the Japanese invaders bombed Shanghai Railway Station with bombers, the reporter risked his life. I saw a mess on the screen. The train track was twisted and the house on one side was blown down. The tracks are littered with floor fragments and still smoking. The houses that didn't fall were crumbling, the overpass was blown off, and the residual bridges that didn't fall were still hanging at both ends.

I saw a child sitting on the platform, holding a puppy in one hand and putting one hand on the ground, crying there, as if shouting at the top of his lungs: "Mom! Mom! Where are you? " ……

Looking at this horrible old photo makes me feel bitter and heartbroken, not only imagining the scenes before and during the bombing.

Before the bombing, the station was very lively and every passage was crowded with people. As usual, people are waiting for the train with big bags and small bags. They were talking and laughing, waiting to get on the train. Suddenly. Three enemy planes passed through the air like ghosts, and the air defense alarm sounded. People suddenly panicked and fled everywhere, but a ruthless bomb fell from the sky. In an instant, the tracks were twisted, the overpass was blown up, houses along the road collapsed, and many people fell in a pool of blood. After the deafening bombing, many fresh lives were no longer fresh, and the originally lively station became a bloody slaughterhouse. After the smoke slowly dispersed, a little boy climbed out of the ruins. His face was covered with blood and dust. He looked at the ruins in panic, and tears ran down his face. He cried and shouted, "Mom! Mom! Where are you? " ……

Why did the invaders wage war, aim their guns at innocent people, throw bombs at peaceful homes, let their children lose the care of their parents, and why? ...

I really want to say to the invaders who started the war: Please don't start the war, let every child have a happy home, and let every old man have children to accompany him. I hope the world will be peaceful forever, and let the dove of peace fly in our same blue sky forever.

Unforgettable photo composition Grade 6 (5)600 words Open an album full of memories, and the innocence of childhood is printed in my mind again. -inscription put the photo album aside, but picked it up with attachments and turned to that strange page. Memories spread invisibly, and back that afternoon ... our family came to the ferry for various reasons.

After learning guzheng, I sat in the car bored, and all kinds of scenery outside the window were retrogressive. I don't know why, I suddenly feel that something good will happen now. Thinking about this, my left eyelid jumped a few times and the sky became much clearer! As I expected, my mother suddenly remembered that today is the 60th day of my sister's birth, so she decided to take a photo as a souvenir. I smiled from ear to ear. So dad came to Huarong Baby's professional photography shop according to his mother's wishes. Today's protagonist is my sister. As her dear sister, of course, she will be exposed. The main photo is mine and my sister's-I saw the photographer's aunt playing with a ball and caught my sister's attention. My sister flirted with the photographer's aunt and asked for the ball. Aunt smiled and looked at her sister, who looked at her doubtfully. "Little sister, do you want this ball?" Aunt said strangely. Then my aunt said, "If you want to take a good photo, I will give it to you!" " My sister nodded inexplicably, and then my aunt handed the ball to my sister.

I didn't expect the ball to be so powerful, but my sister actually performed well during the whole photography process. Of course, the ball was confiscated when taking pictures with me. My sister put all her energy into the ball and kept her eyes on it. Probably to fulfill my promise to menstruation, I sat in my arms obediently. So I took pictures. In that photo, I smiled at the camera, but my sister's eyes were elsewhere. Then our family took some family photos and hurried back. Dad drove us home. Walking on the road, the laughter of our family keeps echoing ... photos can record the feelings in the world and freeze in an instant. How wonderful!