The sky is so bright and vast that people can't help wondering how many birds are flying in the sky. I can't name them, but I know they are all' air messengers', flying freely under the blue sky and white clouds, so I can't help but sigh: when can I fly to my own sky? Shuttle through the clouds like a bird, no pressure, no bondage! At this time, my ear echoed with a sentence: before flying into the blue sky, birds have to go through training again and again to overcome difficulties again and again. Without paying, they can't fly into the vast blue sky, they can only fly back and forth in narrow and low valleys, and they can only watch their companions fly higher and higher overhead and straight into the blue sky! I stood up at once, returned to reality, looked around, there was no one around, looked up and looked up, and those lovely birds circled over my head. I see, it was the "air messenger" who taught me the best way to fly to the blue sky. There is only one sentence, a very short sentence: fall, get up again, summon up courage, show confidence and fly forward bravely.
At this moment, the bird took my heart and flew to higher and farther places in the distance. I feel it! I feel it! Close your eyes, as if you were in the sky, playing with the birds in the air. At this moment, we are happy! At this moment, we are happy! !
My happiness and happiness were interrupted. Upstairs, my mother shouted: dinner! Dinner! I was pulled down from the air alive by my mother, and I was a little disappointed. However, I understand, I understand-as long as I pay, one day, I will fly into the blue sky, that day, can be near or far, that day I must be very, very happy!