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Flying a kite for the first time


Today, the weather is particularly good, it can be said that the wind is beautiful, and the sky is clear. Dad said that he would take me and my sister to fly a kite in the park. My sister and I jumped up happily.

We walked together to the Time Park. Wow! There are so many people flying kites here. I have seen the "eagle", "butterfly" and "蜻蜓" flying in the sky... I saw it in my hand. I really want to try my own kite flying to the sky.

Speaking of flying kite, Dad said: "Baby, flying a kite is actually very simple. First of all, to head against the wind, let us first try the wind on the ground!" At this time, my sister had picked up the soil and gently sprinkled it on the ground, and saw the dust flying with the wind. We decided the wind direction.

I took the kite in one hand and the spool in the other, because at that time the wind was strong, I let go of the wind, and the kite danced with the wind, fluttering and fluttering. I am very happy, because I was the first time to fly a kite, and I was able to fly the kite very high. The wind was getting smaller and the kite was slowly falling. I was very anxious. At this time, Dad shouted at the side: "Run, run to me!" I was a little overwhelmed, and I saw my kite falling. I am so sad. Dad said: "Don't worry, take it slowly, the first time you put it, it's already good to fly. I'm telling you a few essentials. When the hand of the line feels strong, it will put the line and feel boring. On the line, when you see the wind, you will run against the wind. Repeatedly practice several times to realize it. Baby, try again. I will teach your sister. Hehe."

I listened to my father's words and repeatedly practiced putting, receiving, and running. After a while I mastered the skills. The "Pleasant Goat"-patterned kite, under my traction, flutters freely on the blue sky with impunity. My sister’s "goldfish" also "swimmed" into the sky under the guidance of her father. We cheered together and sang together.

The sky gradually darkened, and we reluctantly went home.

Second grade of Guoxiao, Caochang Street, Qiaoxi District, Shijiazhuang, Hebei: Wei Yuzhen

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