The spring breeze is blowing, the blue sky is washing, the sun is shining and the cold is fading. It is the Qingming season when spring grass grows and willow is drunk. Everyone put on comfortable spring clothes and ran to the fields with bought or homemade kites. The swift wind makes kites whip everywhere, and many kites have already danced in the blue sky, decorating the blue sky with colorful colors. Seeing kites floating in the sky, everyone will deeply feel that spring is coming and the pink and green days are not far away. Looking at his works swaying in the clear sky of Wan Li, he is focused, gratified and quiet, and his heart can't help but fluctuate with the kite. A beautiful kite is hanging on the treetop, and the kite-flying man carefully tugs at the line with the wind. Suddenly, he heard the children clapping and shouting together. It turned out that the kite finally fell from the treetop.