How to fly a kite

"The grass grows and flies in February, and the embankment Yangliu drunk spring smoke..." It is the season of flying kites.

In the sky, you will see a variety of kites flying in the air, and you will compete with each other. In the lawn, the girl yelled at Dad and said, "Dad gave me a play and gave it to me." Dad handed the wind wheel in her hand to her. The "嘿嘿" girl happily took the look of the father who was learning the wind wheel and pulled and loosened to enjoy and enjoy the fun of playing kites. After a while, the kite fell to the ground with the wind. The girl is crying on the side.

For a moment, the memories of the old days poured out in my mind. It was a sunny day. The warm sunshine accompanied me with some spring breeze. My father took a big carton from the locker and called me over and said, "My son, we are going to fly a kite today." Look at it, watching Dad say nothing. I saw Dad open the big paper box and took out a bundle of lines and a faded kite. I widened my eyes, the kite in the impression had a beautiful and beautiful pattern, a long and beautiful tail, and a beautiful appearance. I said to my father with a skeptical eye: "Is this a kite? Can you fly?" Dad glanced at me. And continue to be busy.

When we set off, we came to a large open space. Some people here are flying kites. I look around and have dragons, big owls, fish and birds. Many are floating in the air. I enviously asked the father who was preparing for the side: "What kite are we?" "tiles." Later, Dad taught me to take the kite and put the line to run forward in the wind at a uniform speed. The kite was on my head. It seems that I want to take it to the blue sky, I smile. "Can you fly as high as they are?" Dad came over, took my hand, and took me to run, telling me that when the kite crossed the top of the head, the line was loosened and let it fly higher. When the kite is away from me, it's time to take the line and keep it away. I tried it. Remind. Distance, height, control, distance, altitude, control, our kites flew up. It is high and high. Some people are still surprised to see. I also laughed.

Going home, "Dad, can I clean up the kite line?" "No problem." I carefully watched the wind wheel and the "tile" in the big paper box and kept watching it. I always felt the joy of flying. I questioned, worried, and embarrassed about it beforehand. go. Just praise, "good"

Think about it, this is not the case in the process of our study. The same is the student; the same is the teacher's careful teaching, but the opposite is not the same result. We all look forward to the moment of flying like a kite and enjoying the blue sky.

The girl is helpless crying, let me know that as a student, I must overcome the self with hard, tenacious, persistent spirit, follow the teacher's guidance and guidance, and fly toward my dream.

No matter what kind of kite we are, we can fly in the blue sky.

Liu Zhongchu, Suxian District, Chenzhou, Hunan: Pan Zhilin