The composition of flying kites is spring.
Chapter 1: Flying kites comes in spring. Spring has come …
The weather is getting warmer and warmer. It is another beautiful morning. The sky is clear, the spring breeze is clear and steep, and white clouds are floating in the blue sky. Gentle weeping willows are dancing their long braids in the spring breeze. The delicate peach blossom blushed with laughter in the warm sunshine. This naughty bird flies around, sometimes messing with bees who are trying to collect honey, and sometimes sneaking through the trees on the hillside to catch insects to eat.
Looking at this scene, I quickly took out my beloved green dragonfly kite and flew out of the house. The red and blue wildflowers on the roadside smiled at me with their little faces upturned. How comfortable I am!
Unconsciously, I have come to the football field, where many children have gathered. They fly kites in small groups. You see, the sky is very lively: colorful kites with different shapes are flying all over the sky, eagles fly high, butterflies fly beautifully and cranes fly gracefully. ...
Ah! Look, another kite is flying. I can't wait any longer, I want my kite to fly freely in the blue sky! I can't wait to find a clearing and put it away. "Come on, let me help you with the kite." My friend Wang Ming said anxiously. "yes! Then I will pay off the line! " "Run!" At the command of Wang Ming, I sprinted forward. The wind whistled in my ear. "Look! Fly, the green dragonfly flies! " I looked back and saw that the green dragonfly had soared in the vast sky. It is free and carefree, how carefree it is! I proudly said to Wang Ming, "Hey, look how high my green dragonfly flies, higher than it really is!" " ""not necessarily, my little black swallow will be even worse in the future! "Wang Ming seems a little unconvinced." I'll finish the thread on the spool first and see if he can pass me. I thought to myself. The longer the line is put, the higher the green dragonfly flies. Gradually, the green dragonfly crossed the butterfly, caught up with the crane and overtook the eagle. "Little black swallow, come on! "
At noon, the children closed the line one after another and went home for dinner. The sky gradually quieted down, leaving me alone on the ground, and the lively scene was calm. Although it is already the scorching sun, I still don't want to leave, lying on the grass and looking at my green dragonfly, thinking foolishly: one day, I can fly freely in the blue sky like a kite, how beautiful it would be …
"Yun Ge, go home for dinner and stay at home to do your homework in the afternoon!" Mom's "command" rang in my ear again.
Chapter 2: Flying kites in spring Spring has come quietly, and the continuous spring rain has been raining. Until two days ago, my long-lost grandfather-in-law finally began to laugh! The sky is blue as if it had been washed. My mother and I decided to fly kites in such fine weather!
We went to the store and bought a beautiful big butterfly kite. This butterfly. Wearing colorful flowered clothes and a pair of big and beautiful wings, swaying gently in the breeze seems to tell people: I want to fly high, I want to fly high!
Then we came to the big square of Shiwen Island, ready to "show our talents" here.
My mother quickly helped me thread the thread, put the coil in my palm and said, "Ready to start!" " "
I'm in the front and my mother is in the back. I picked up the kite and held it in my hand and said, "Let it go." . Hearing the instructions, I ran forward, excited but at a loss, running with the wind. The kite dragged several meters on the ground, and my mother said to me, "The kite has been planted. Don't run, you will be dragged down! " "When I heard my mother's words, I immediately stopped and looked at the kite behind me. It's too bad. It's all painted. But I can't give up halfway! I asked my mother to hold the kite, and this time I learned from the last experience and calmed down a lot. Mother said, "Let it go. "This time I ran against the wind at an unusual speed. I saw the kite dancing in the wind, flying higher and higher, like a fairy dancing! After a while, pearls of sweat appeared on my forehead. I feel the kite above pulling the thread in my hand. It seems naughty to tug of war with me again! I'll pay off the line at once, with even speed. After a while, the kite flew higher and higher, as if it had broken through the clouds, making it difficult to see clearly. I squinted over and over again, only to see a small black dot looming. " Awesome "!" Wow, it's so high! "The people next to them gave a groan. After listening to their words, my heart is like honey! It's time for dinner. My mother urged me to go home. I have no choice but to reluctantly take back the kite line from the coil bit by bit. It took a long time to get the kite back.
Flying kites is really fun!
Chapter 3: Spring is coming. Flying kites is a sunny season, and it is also a solar term with a hundred flowers blooming. This is good weather for flying kites!
I got up early and had breakfast quickly, so my little niece and I set off briskly with our kites.
Come to my school, alas, it turns out that we are not the only ones flying kites here. Besides us, there is a little boy. He has run around the runway several times, but his kite still doesn't fly in the blue sky like a lake. The highest height is only the treetops, which is the second floor of the building. Finally, he simply stopped flying and let it play.
Having measured the wind, we began to fly kites.
I'm on one side and my little niece is on the other. We are all running against the wind, and kites are rising a little. In a short time, the kite will be as high as four or five stories. Suddenly, my little niece's kite fell, landed on the tree and broke. The little niece left with her kite in tears. I didn't care either. Keep flying my kite.
Suddenly, I looked back and found my little niece missing. I looked around and found her smiling and playing with the little boy. She turned against her face faster than turning pages.
Suddenly, the wind is a little strong. I run fast in the warm spring breeze, and the kite flies higher and higher. Finally, all the kite strings were loosened. The kite became a little black dot in the sky. I can't tell if I don't look carefully. My little niece saw it. She clapped her hands and said, "Aunt Xiaoyao is really amazing. It's all from the clouds!"
I continued to run among all kinds of flowers for fear that the kite would fall. If there is, I don't know what will happen.
It's almost noon, and the wind is getting smaller and smaller. I must take the kite down. When the wind is strong, the kite string will break, and when the wind is weak, the kite will drop. If the kite string is broken, the kite will fly away and break when it falls.
I carefully closed the line, let it go. It took me an hour to close the thread. The wind seems to be strong in spring.
Is there a solar term more suitable for flying kites than spring?