How to write about a child flying a kite in the 2014 Chinese language weekly report for the second grade of primary school

Today, the weather is particularly good. It can be said that the wind is sunny and the sky is clear. My father said that he would take my sister and me to fly kites in the park. My sister and I jumped up happily.

We walked to Time Park together. Wow! There are so many people flying kites here. I saw "eagles", "butterflies" and "dragonflies" flying in the sky from a distance... It made my palms itch. .I really want to personally try the feeling of flying my own kite into the sky.

Talking about flying a kite, my father said: "My dear, flying a kite is actually very simple. First, we have to go against the wind. Let's grab a handful of soil on the ground. Try the wind direction!" At this time, my sister had picked up the soil and sprinkled it gently on the ground. Seeing the dust flying with the wind, we determined the wind direction.

I held the kite in one hand and the other hand. Because the wind was strong at that time, I let go of the spool, and the kite danced with the wind and flew up leisurely. I was very happy, because it was my first time to fly a kite, and I could make the kite fly very high. Gradually The wind subsided and the kite fell slowly. I was very anxious. At this time, my father shouted from the side: "Run, run to me!" I was a little at a loss and saw my kite falling in a hurry. I was very frustrated. Dad said: "Don't be anxious, take your time. If you can fly for the first time, it's already good. I'm going to tell you a few tips. When the hand holding the thread feels strong, release it. When you feel tired, take the line in, and when you see the wind is small, run against the wind. Practice it a few times and you will figure it out. Come on, my dear, try again. I will teach your sister. Haha".

< p> I listened to my father’s words and repeatedly practiced putting out, taking in, and running. After a while, I mastered the skills. Under my guidance, the kite with the "Pleasant Goat" pattern soared freely in the blue sky unscrupulously. Sister The "goldfish" also "swam" to the sky under the guidance of Dad. We cheered and sang together.

The sky gradually became dark, and we reluctantly went home.

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