If the kite is flown too far, the string will break. However, kite flyers don’t think so. When flying kites, they will encounter kites with broken strings. The reason why I fly a kite is that I like to see the kite fly well and steadily and fly higher. But in the end, the string was broken and the kite was lost somewhere. Although in order for the kite to fly stably and high in the sky, the kite and the kite flyer form a lock of responsibilities. The kite reminds the kite flyer of the world, and the kite flyer keeps the foundation of the kite.
The following is the inspiration for flying a kite in Part 1, Kite Flying in Part 2, and Flying a Kite in Part 3, and three sample essays for your reference.
Part 1: Inspiration from flying a kite
I bought a small kite the size of A4 paper. On Saturday night, I went to fly the kite.
With the gentle breeze of the evening breeze, the small kite flew easily. It soars in the night sky, like a brave little bird and a beautiful little butterfly. It is like my elf, following me closely and never leaving. I walked slowly like this, and the kite followed me gently.
After flying for half an hour, the wind suddenly stopped and the kite fell down. I thought it didn't matter, so I gently picked up the kite and started walking slowly again. But surprisingly, the kite couldn't fly! My heart skipped a beat. So I started walking quickly again, but the kite still flew around. I was a little frustrated and ran quickly. The kite actually flew! This makes me ecstatic. I felt full of hope, full of energy, and ran as hard as I could. The kite finally flew as well as when there was wind. My excitement is indescribable.
By flying a kite this time, I understood a truth: a kite can fly even without the help of wind, as long as you run hard. However, this process is very difficult. Because you have to run hard to make progress; you have to run non-stop to fly!
Part 2 Kite
When it comes to going outdoors in spring, what is the most popular activity for people? By the way, it's a kite.
When spring returns to the earth, all things revive, rivers thaw, and hibernating animals slowly open their hazy sleepy eyes after "smelling" the breath of spring and start their day, the messenger of the spring girl The spring breeze also came to the world. Sometimes in the low places, the warmth blows on people's cheeks, sometimes they sleep quietly for a while, and sometimes they are "chasing" with other "spring breezes" in the high air, which naturally creates conditions conducive to kite flying.
Although I have not flown a kite this year, I have seen quite a few kites. On sunny days, you can see some colorful kites on the south city wall every day. Their styles are different, and the flying heights are certainly different. Some fly very low, a bit shaky, and some are in the air. They are in medium positions, some are in very high positions, and from my house, they are about the size of my eraser. The styles include Doraemon, airplane, Mickey Mouse, Tom and Jerry, swallow... Looking at these various kites, I can't help but think of my previous experience of flying kites. At that time, I took a kite in the shape of a cat and mouse and went outside the city wall to wait for the wind. Finally, the east wind blew. Haha, God help me, I have the opportunity to imitate "Zhuge Liang Borrows the East Wind". Without further ado, I feel like letting go of the kite and letting go of the rope while running. After the kite was in the sky, I kept shaking the rope. One is to prevent it from falling, and the other is to make it fly higher. Just like that, the wonderful afternoon passed in the blink of an eye. But here comes the problem, my kite and several others got tangled. After more than half an hour, I finally got home. How much joy it is to fly a kite!
Looking at the kites in the sky, and then looking at the afterglow and sunset glow of the setting sun, all kinds of kites in the sky are like colorful rainbows dotting the sky. It is so beautiful.
Part 3 Flying a Kite
On Saturday morning, the weather was clear and the sun was shining brightly. The breeze was blowing gently. It was a good weather for flying kites. The teacher took us to the square to fly kites.
We lined up neatly. Wang Qiang held the team flag and came to the square talking and laughing. The students each took out their own kites. It started to fly. Wang Qiqi and I were together. He held the spool and I held the kite upright. Wang Qiqi ran forward on the ground and put out the line while running. I heard him shout "fly" and I let go. Opening his hand, the kite flew steadily and low. "Why can't the kite fly high?" I thought to myself, "It must be not serious enough."
I flew it again, and it was higher than before. I looked up and saw: Ah! The whole sky is colorful and there are so many kites! There are high wild cats, little swallows, airplanes... Zhang Wenlong's "high wild cat" flies the highest, as if it is about to reach the sun. The "little swallow" of the horse is high and low for a while, as if it is catching bugs!
The whole square was full of laughter and laughter, and it also attracted many uncles and aunties who came to watch the fun, as well as grandfathers and grandmothers leading the children.
At this time, the sky looks extremely blue, just like a painting! Although my kite did not fly very high, I was very happy. It was the first time for me to fly a kite with so many people.
Time flies so fast, I was watching intently, and suddenly the teacher blew the whistle: I’m in line! We reluctantly left. We lined up neatly and returned to the campus.