fly a kite

One day, the sun is shining and the wind is beautiful. Dad and mother took me to fly a kite.

I came to the park with a lively and lovely "small bird". When I saw a bunch of people flying kites in the park, the kite flew high, depending on the flying to the big tree. There are colorful "butterfly fairy", there are Dragon King, the "Dragon King", and the "little rabbit" who is alive and kicking...

After watching other people flying kites, I am full of confidence in myself. I started to fly a kite. I held the bobbin in one hand and flew a kite and ran quickly. I am very happy that the kite is flying high. I quickly put the line, and suddenly a strong wind blew the kite and slowly fell. But I am not discouraged at all, once again, this time, I slowly put the line, the kite east can not see Tibet. At this moment, a few kites came flying to play with my kite. Suddenly my kite and someone else's line hit a knot, the kite fell, and I "dead" downcast.

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