It is an eagle, about 1.5 meters long and 2 meters wide. The spring breeze in Hexi is blowing its wings, and the reel in my hand is spinning, rising, rising, rising again and drilling into the sky. White clouds as a companion and blue sky as a screen, how terrible!
I am proud, and so is my grandson who flies kites with me.
Grandson asked, "Can you fly kites since you were a child? Really high. " I said, "Yes! But it was my father, your grandfather, who used oil Dan paper to paste it. This kite is not an eagle, but a little pigeon. It's quite high, but not so powerful. "
Grandson just turned 10 years old, clamoring to let go, grabbed the reel from me and ran away quickly. Suddenly, I tripped over a stone and the scroll was thrown far away. Grandson got up to pick up the spool, but the kite string fell off the spool. Watching the "eagle" fly away with the wind, become smaller and smaller black spots and disappear into the vast sky.
Grandson cried, crying so sadly: "The eagle flew away and never came back."
I said, "Don't cry, it's a good thing that the kite flew." Flying kites and flying kites, isn't there a word' put'? "I took my grandson's hand and sat on two big stones on the beach." Shall I tell you the story of kite? "
Grandson turned grief into joy and looked at me with two big eyes.
"The kite was blown away by the wind, which is a good sign!" I said, "Grandpa flew a kite twice in the past 30 years, both of which were blown away by the wind, but both brought me good luck."
"Ah ..."
"One time it was a spring after the land reform in the rural areas of eastern Henan, our hometown. Your grandfather posted a little pigeon kite for me. Say to me, make a wish, write it on a kite or hide it in your heart. If the kite flies in the clouds and never comes back, your wish will come true. At that time, I made two wishes: first, I hoped that there would be a good harvest of wheat at home in summer, so that I could eat white bread; Second, You Zhu at home is fat and big, and has money for me to go to high school. "
"Strange to say. There was no rain this winter, and the wheat withered and withered, which seems to be a disaster year. But in the first spring, it rained twice in succession, once turning green and once grouting. The wheat is growing, and your grandfather is happy from ear to ear. As soon as the summer harvest ended, more than ten acres of wheat at home actually received eight stones, which is unprecedented for the older generation! Your grandmother steamed a pot full of big steamed buns, so I ate enough with Chili. "
"Has that pig grown up?" The grandson asked in a hurry.
"In July this year, I took the entrance examination of Zhengzhou No.2 Middle School and was accepted by the school. The notice says that registration is subject to 5 yuan tuition. Your grandfather is in a hurry, and borrowing from the east and the west is not enough. At first, the pig at home was still a crown, weighing at most 50 kg. It's a pity to sell it. Who knows that as soon as the wheat was harvested, it was rolled up, weighed at the end of August, weighing 95 Jin, and sold to 29 yuan. Your grandfather happily took out 6 yuan money and gave it to me, saying: This income is the blessing of that kite, and giving you 1 yuan is a reward. "
"It is a kite! Will it still work? "
"Also spirit. That was the year I graduated from high school, and I had to apply for further study in the last semester. I started to apply for science and engineering, and later changed to liberal arts under the guidance of my teacher. I was not sure. One Sunday, we three liberal arts students went to the nearby apple orchard together in a tense review space. I didn't expect to meet a long funeral procession just after I went out. Dozens of people were wearing mourning clothes and crying at the top of their lungs. Song Xian said: What bad luck. It seems that our college entrance examination started badly this year. I also said: bad luck! Huang Hezhou, the oldest classmate, said, I have an idea. Let's buy a kite and put it in the sky. This is called bad luck. Very smart! "
"So, we really went to the paper shop in Laofengang and bought an octagonal lantern kite, all red, hanging on the road in front of the apple orchard. It's really beautiful. There is a fairy shaking her head above the palace lantern and a long ribbon dancing with the wind below. We ran as fast as we could with the string, and the kite flew into the sky. Both Song Xian and I are so happy that we get carried away. However, the Yellow River boat suddenly took out a knife, cut off the kite line, and let the palace lantern float away with the wind and disappear. "
"The two of us shouted at the Yellow River boat together: Why did you do this? Huang Hezhou said with a smile, aren't we unlucky? This is called bad luck. There is still hope for our college entrance examination. Next, let's review our lessons desperately. The door of the university has been opened to us. "
"Have you all been to college?" The grandson asked.
"All admitted. I don't know if it's true or coincidence. Of the more than 50 students in our class, only 5 go to college, including 3 of us. Song Xian was admitted to the Foreign Languages Department of the university, Huang Hezhou was admitted to the Teachers College, and I was admitted to the Chinese major of the university. "
The grandson was so fascinated that he suddenly came back and said, "Then our eagle kite flew, and I haven't made a wish today." I said, "It doesn't matter. The eagle is still floating in the air. It's not too late for you to make a wish! " "
Sun Tzu said at once, "Then I hope to have a pleasant trip to school, to junior high school, to middle school, to Beijing, to Tsinghua and to Peking University."
I said, "Good! Then work hard from now on, you can do it! "