Good Words and Sentences for "The Kite

The kite season in my hometown is in spring and February, and if I hear the sound of a rustling wind turbine, I will look up and see a crab kite in light ink or a centipede kite in soft blue. There are also lonely tile kites, without wind wheels and flying very low, showing a haggard and pitiful appearance. But by this time the willows on the ground had sprouted, and the early hickories were much in bud, striking a gentle springtime chord with the children's heavenly embellishments. Where am I now? All sides are still harsh winter's slaying, while the long lost spring of the hometown of the long farewell, but in this sky and air ripples.

Appreciation: "All sides are still the harshness of winter", and appeared in the distant sky of a two kites floating, so that "I" seem to see "a long time to say goodbye to the hometown of the long-dead spring, but in the sky and air. In front of "me" and the readers, the pictures of bright spring in my hometown during the kite flying season are shown: in the sky, the light ink-colored crab kites or tender blue centipede kites are seen, and the rustling sound of wind wheels is heard in the ears; on the ground, the willows have already spouted buds, and peaches have spouted buds, and the scene of this early February is exactly the same as that of the kite flying in the sky. On the ground, the willows have sprouted and the peaches are budding, and this early spring and February scene corresponds to the dots in the sky. The author puts the memories of the past in such a picture e69da5e6ba90e799bee5baa6e79fa5e9819331333335346135 face to unfold, so that the reality of the harsh winter of the "cold prestige" and the recall of the spring of the "mild" contrast with each other, not only the reality of the "cold prestige" and the "mild" of the spring. "Mutual contrast, both added to the memories of the past mournful moving power, but also make the work with a few bright colors, revealing the author dissatisfaction with the dark reality, yearning for the bright world mood.

My turn for punishment came at last, long after we had parted, when I was already middle-aged. I had the misfortune to read a foreign book on children, and realized that play is the most legitimate behavior of children, and that toys are children's angels. Then the scene of the abuse of the spirit in the early childhood, which I had not recalled for twenty years, suddenly unfolded in front of my eyes, and it was as if my heart had turned into a lump of lead at the same time, and fell down very, very heavily.

But the heart did not fall to the point of being cut off, it just fell, fell, fell.

Appreciation: this paragraph describes a very subtle, when the "game is the most legitimate behavior of children, toys are children's angels" this fresh scientific breath once sucked into the "I" of the y poisoned mind, produced a "punishment" feeling, it is difficult to remember. The feeling of "punishment", the unforgettable scene of "spiritual abuse", the heart "as if at the same time turned into a lump of lead, very heavy, very heavy fall". He felt that he did not allow his little brother to fly a kite, and regarded the performance of his little brother's fascination as a "laughing stock" and "despicable" thoughts and behaviors, which was a serious damage to a tender heart of a child, and thus blamed himself and reflected on himself, revealing the beauty of the heart that was strict in dissecting himself. He thus blames himself and reflects on himself, revealing the beauty of his own mind, which is capable of strict dissection. Lu Xun once contact with scientific thought, recognize the error, try to make up for it, not because their original motives are good to forgive themselves, not because the original idea is influenced by the traditional and forgive themselves, not because of the time between the long time to be left alone, his mood is so heavy, can be seen how harshly he dissected himself, his person is how serious and conscientious.

"Play is the most legitimate behavior of children, toys are children's angels", the game is really out of the nature of the child, the game makes the child lively, healthy, intelligent. Therefore, disallowing games is tantamount to abusing children's nature. Lu Xun saw foreign children's education advocates, recognized the backwardness of China's old-fashioned education, Chinese children's education may change the backwardness of the prejudice, may children's spirit from now on not to be suppressed, from now on can grow up healthy.

Flying a Kite One Sunday morning, the wind was gentle, the sun shone brightly, and spring filled the earth.

The fruit trees blossomed and the willows sprouted, which from a distance looked like a green mist and like the beautiful hair braid of a big sister. The trees and flowers are all competing to be the first to offer their fragrance and beauty to Mother Earth.

The scenery is so beautiful! On the soccer field not far from the school, there are several children flying kites. There are so many kites in the blue sky! That's a crane, that's a centipede, that's a parrot, that's a harrier eagle ...... all kinds of, all in the sky up and down soaring, very beautiful.

In the distance, three or two children are excited, fully concentrated on their favorite kite, they pull the kite line, kite a moment high, a moment low, like in a dance. Just see a little boy east a pull, west a pull, harrier eagle kite sometimes fly low, sometimes fly high.

In a short time, the kite flew into mid-air. It seems to proudly say, "Look, I fly the highest!" Next to it, two children seemed to be tired of running and sat on the ground, watching the kite flying freely.

Nearby, a child is happily flying a dragonfly. You see, he is holding the line in his right hand and the spool in his left hand, looking at his kite with a smile on his face.

"The big dragonfly" flapped its wings and blinked its big red eyes, jumping straight up. Before long, the kite caught up with the butterfly, overtook the harrier hawk, and ducked into the clouds.

The "little bean" who didn't go to school saw it and was so happy that he jumped three feet high, and kept shouting: "Oh! Fly up, 'dragonfly' is gone, 'dragonfly' is gone, brother is great, brother is great!" At this time, an airplane flew in, and the dragonfly flew higher than the airplane. I saw, the heart also itchy, find their "butterfly", ran out of the door, and the guys put up together.

But it is easy to see the flowers, embroidery is difficult. "The butterflies were swaying like a drunkard.

I shook the line, but the kite was like a hot pot of ants - running around. I was so anxious that I ran as fast as I could, but it was no use.

What to do? I thought, "I'll ask someone else!" So I ran to the owner of the dragonfly and asked, "How can I fly the kite as high as the dragonfly?" He looked at me and then looked at me. He looked at me and then at the kite, and said, "It has to do with the style of the kite and the air current in the air, and the kite should be flown into the wind, so as long as you know the direction of the air current, you can fly it high." I listened and nodded.

At this time, the wind on the soccer field was very strong, I shook a few shakes of the line, and the kite waved its head and flew up. "Let go of the line, let go of the line ......," he said.

So I let go of the line, but I couldn't pull it out for a moment. My friend was impatient, took the spool in my hand, he took the spool in his left hand, one end toward the kite, the spool "yi yi yi yi" screamed.

After flying the kite, I thought: "I didn't realize that flying a kite also requires skills. Kite flying On Sunday, my mom and I went to Star and Moon Square to fly kites.

I used to have an "eagle" kite, and when I put it in the sky, it would fly freely in the blue sky, but it's a pity that it has broken its wings now. "But now it has broken its wings. The eagle kite is broken, so my mom and I have to buy another kite.

This time, I saw a beautiful "Big Butterfly" with orange-red body covered with dark green spots, so we bought it. It was an exciting time, and our "big butterfly" was about to take off into the sky.

But the big butterfly seemed to be against me. It was just off the ground, and then it seemed to break its wings and fall straight down.

At that time, there was only one kite in the sky, and it was a red-robed "swallow", which seemed to be catching pests in the field. I was so absorbed in watching it that I suddenly realized that our "big butterfly" had flown up to the sky.

But in a few minutes, it fell straight down again. I've tried this several times, and it's all gone down.

No way, my mother and I had to sell kites with the exchange of a "big goldfish", when we finished changing the kite to the center of the square when the sky kites are held in the flight competition. Look at the colorful "small satellite" tail a turn a turn, as if in space to investigate Mars.

The kite in the sky is not the only one kite flying high it, there is a "big butterfly" white body covered with blue stripes, whirring wings slowly rise. Flying the lowest is a brown "small eagle", it is the smallest of the kites, perhaps because it is small wings are not hard to fly high it.

After looking at the kites, none of them were "big goldfish". I told my mom to hurry up and let the "Big Goldfish" color fly up to the sky.

I let my mom hold up the "big goldfish", I ran forward as fast as I could, while running and letting go of the line, I shouted "let go" and my mom let go of the hand. In a short while, our "big goldfish" on a steady flight to the sky, its two pairs of big wings slightly flapped, two eyes bone straight turn.

Suddenly, a "ghost face" overtook our "big goldfish". I said to my mom, "Let go of the line, let go of the line!

Ah, our big goldfish overtook the ghost face!

Ah, our big goldfish has overtaken Ghostface! There were more and more kites in the sky, which looked more colorful and dazzling against the blue sky.

Kite flying It was a Sunday, my sister and I came to the square to fly kites. The kite flying was a great success! There are so many kites in the air! All kinds of, there are red goldfish, white jade rabbit, black swallow ...... ah! I don't know who's kite, flying high and far, almost become a small point.

My sister and I also hurry to put it! Otherwise can not catch up with others. I picked up the spool, my sister put our kite - a big plane raised above our heads, I Prime spool, fast running up, while running and let go, this time my sister has let go of the kite, I tugged at the kite and ran for a while before stopping, only to see our "plane" steadily! I'm not sure if you're going to be able to do that.

Dad came over and taught me to put it higher, he took over the spool, tugged on the line a few times, and then stepped back a few steps, which he said was called artificial wind. His eyes were fixed on the kite, and his left hand kept throwing the line.

The wind was suddenly small, Dad quickly close the line, received half, the wind came again, the kite suddenly came to the "spirit", and slowly flew up to the sky, Dad kept letting go of the line, the "airplane" fly higher and higher. Dad said: flying a kite must go against the wind, which is called to know the difficulties and progress.

Yes, it is the choice of the wise and the brave to know the difficulties.

Good words: barren and peaceful, dark flowers in danger, dusty and colorful good sentence: for you, a thousand times (the most classic is this one) Many years have passed, and people say that the old things can be buried, however, I finally understand that this is wrong. Because the past comes back to haunt me. It's better to be hurt by the truth than to be deceived by a lie. It's always better to get something and then lose it than to never get it at all. There's only one crime, and that's theft. When you kill a man, you steal a life, you steal his wife's right to be a woman, you take away his children's father. When you lie, you steal the right to know the truth. When you cheat, you steal the right to fairness. I don't remember when or how. All I know is that the memory is with me, a perfect distillation of the good things that have happened, like a thick coat of ink on a canvas that has become gray and monotonous in our lives. Here, there is your way to become a good person again I fought Homola against the whole world ...... At the end of the day the world is always the winner ...... When sin leads to good deeds, that is the greatest salvation. I chase, a grown man running through a bunch of kids, but I don't care. I chase.

I walked out of Sorabo's room, my mind searching for forgiveness to sprout? It did not come with the metaphysical manifestation of the gods, but the pain, after a lot of packing, finally punched up and quietly receded in the dead of night, gave birth to it . Hassan, what are you going to make me do with you. Hassan. In the end history doesn't change and neither does religion. He's a Shia, I'm a Sunni, he's a Hazara, I'm a Pashtun. But I will welcome it with open arms. Because when spring comes, it always melts one snowflake at a time. And maybe what I've just seen is the first snowflake melting. I chase. A grown man running through a crowd of screaming children, but I don't care. I chase. The wind ruffles my face and I have a big smile on my lips like Panjshir Canyon. I chase. Amir and Hassan, the Sultan of Kabul. In Afghanistan, where there are many children but no childhood, to be seen and not only seen, to be heard and not only heard, they say that those who feed from the same breast are brothers. You know what? There's a kite in everyone's heart, and whatever that means, let's chase it. War has made fathers scarce. War doesn't take away nobility, it's needed even more than in peacetime. He knew I'd seen what was going on in the alley, he knew I'd stood there and stood by and watched. He knew I'd betrayed him, and yet he saved me. I fell in love with him in that moment, more than with anyone else, and I wanted to tell them that I was the snake in the grass, the ghost at the bottom of the lake. Hassan and I drank the same milk. We took our first steps on the same lawn in the same yard. And. Under the same roof. We said our first words. l said "Papa" and he said "Amir". My name. People without conscience or virtue don't suffer. That's how children deal with fear. ...... They sleep. ...... Life is a train, get on it! In America, even flies are in a hurry.

There are many people flying kites in the square, standing, sitting, and running.

They are all looking up with their mouths open, holding the spool in one hand, pulling the long line in the other, and staring at the kites they are flying. High in the sky, an "eagle" and a "swallow" are flying high.

The swallow flew higher and higher and was about to overtake the eagle. At this time, the owner of the eagle is also not willing to show weakness, and keep releasing the spool of thread in his hands.

Next to them, there are several "cranes" are dancing beautifully, the head of the "centipede" twisted its long tail, in the air with the wind. There are a lot of people watching this, all of them are looking up, pointing and gesturing, and they keep gesturing and talking.

My dad, mom and I were also flying kites.

My mom, dad, and I were flying a kite too.

Under my father's guidance, I held the spool in my left hand and the kite string in my right hand, and ran while releasing the string. Our "swallow" soon flew up, and flew higher and higher.

Just as I was enjoying the majestic appearance of the little "swallow", I suddenly felt that the kite line in my hand was much tighter. I felt the string tighten in my hand, and I realized that my swallow was going to fly higher.

I immediately released the line. As I did so, I felt that the line in my hand started to loosen again.

You know what? This is my little "swallow" telling me again that it wants to stop and enjoy the beautiful scenery of Xi'an! Suddenly, I felt the kite string in my hand was shaking, and I wondered what my little "swallow" was going to do again. At that moment, an old grandfather told me, "My little friend, our kite strings are tangled together." I was puzzled and asked, "I don't know. I was puzzled and asked, "How do you know that?" The old grandfather told me so and so.

Later, with my dad's help, I finally got my kite strings untangled. My little "swallow" flew up again smoothly and steadily.

At this point, I told my mom that it felt good to fly a kite. Mom said, "There are many benefits of flying kites! It is not only a method of entertainment, but also a fitness exercise.

He has great benefits for moving people's limbs, improving eyesight, and preventing and treating cervical spondylosis and spinal disease." Listening to my mom's words, I love kite flying even more.

In the future, as long as I have time, I will often come to South Gate Square to fly kites.

There are so many people flying kites in the square, standing, sitting, and running. They are all looking up with their mouths open, holding the spool in one hand and pulling the long line in the other, with their eyes fixed on the kites they are flying.

High in the sky, an eagle and a swallow are flying high. The swallow flew higher and higher and was about to overtake the eagle. At this time, the owner of the eagle was not willing to show weakness, and kept on releasing the spool of thread in his hand. Next to them, a few "cranes" were dancing beautifully, and the "centipede" on its head was twisting its long tail and fluttering in the air with the wind. There are a lot of people watching this, all of them are looking up, pointing and gesturing, and they keep gesturing and talking.

My dad, mom and I were also flying kites. We flew a small "swallow" that we just bought. Under the guidance of my father, I held the spool in my left hand and the kite string in my right hand, and ran while releasing the string. Our "swallow" soon flew up, and flew higher and higher.

Just as I was admiring the swallows, I suddenly felt that the kite line in my hand was much tighter. Ah, it turned out to be that my swallow was going to fly higher. I let go of the string immediately. As I was releasing the line, I felt that the line in my hand began to loosen again. You know what? This is my little swallow telling me that it wants to stop and enjoy the beautiful scenery of Xi'an!

Suddenly, I felt the kite line in my hand shaking, and wondered what my little "swallow" was up to. At that moment, an old grandfather told me: "Little friend, our two kite lines are entangled together." I was puzzled and asked, "How do you know that?" The old grandpa then told me so and so. Later, with my father's help, the kite strings of my kite and my grandfather's kite were finally untangled. My little "swallow" flew up again smoothly and steadily.

At this point, I told my mom that it felt good to fly a kite. Mom said, "There are many benefits of flying kites! It is not only a method of entertainment, but also a fitness exercise. It is good for moving one's limbs, improving eyesight, preventing and treating cervical spondylosis and spinal disease." Listening to my mom's words, I fell in love with kite flying even more. In the future, as long as I have time, I will often come to South Gate Square to fly kites.

There are so many people flying kites in the square, standing, sitting, and running. They are all looking up with their mouths open, holding the spool in one hand and pulling the long line in the other, with their eyes fixed on the kites they are flying.

High in the sky, an eagle and a swallow are flying high. The swallow flew higher and higher and was about to overtake the eagle. At this time, the owner of the eagle was not willing to show weakness, and kept on releasing the spool of thread in his hand. Next to them, a few "cranes" were dancing beautifully, and the "centipede" on its head was twisting its long tail and fluttering in the air with the wind. There are a lot of people watching this, all of them are looking up, pointing and gesturing, and they keep gesturing and talking.

My dad, mom and I were also flying kites. We flew a small "swallow" that we just bought. Under the guidance of my father, I held the spool in my left hand and the kite string in my right hand, and ran while releasing the string. Our "swallow" soon flew up, and flew higher and higher.

Just as I was admiring the swallows, I suddenly felt that the kite line in my hand was much tighter. Ah, it turned out to be that my swallow was going to fly higher. I let go of the string immediately. As I was releasing the line, I felt that the line in my hand began to loosen again. You know what? This is my little swallow telling me that it wants to stop and enjoy the beautiful scenery of Xi'an!

Suddenly, I felt the kite line in my hand shaking, and wondered what my little "swallow" was up to. At that moment, an old grandfather told me: "Little friend, our two kite lines are entangled together." I was puzzled and asked, "How do you know that?" The old grandpa then told me so and so. Later, with my father's help, the kite strings of my kite and my grandfather's kite were finally untangled. My little "swallow" flew up again smoothly and steadily.

At this point, I told my mom that it felt good to fly a kite. Mom said, "There are many benefits of flying kites! It is not only a method of entertainment, but also a fitness exercise. It is good for moving one's limbs, improving eyesight, preventing and treating cervical spondylosis and spinal disease." Listening to my mom's words, I fell in love with kite flying even more. In the future, as long as I have time, I will often come to South Gate Square to fly kites.

There are all kinds of kites floating in the sky, which are trembling and comparing each other's heights, and all of them are flying towards the blue sky, white clouds, and flying towards the future.

With a hula sound, a big "centipede" flew up to the blue sky, and it waved its head and tail to beat the "little swallow" beside the ear.

The one who puts the line in the front runs hard, and the one who holds the kite in the back follows closely, and in the sound of cheering and shouting, a beautiful kite has flown into the blue sky.

The longer the line is released, the higher the kite flies, "big dragonfly", "long centipede", "fire phoenix", "Baogong face". "...... All kinds of kites decorated the blue sky like a beautiful kaleidoscope. Comments (17)|364

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Sort by Default |Sort by TimeOther 4 Answers2011-12-16 14:19anthonycao |Level XIII 1.Before and after the Ching Ming Festival, kite-flying is an interesting event of its joyfulness.

2. It is a good time to fly kites because of the bright spring and warm east wind.

3. Winter and spring have come and gone, and it is a good time to fly kites. Looking at the students in the hands of a kite flying into the blue sky, I itchy hands, also want to give the kite a life.

4. "The grass is long and the warblers are flying in February, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke. Children return early from school, busy taking advantage of the east wind to fly paper kites." Early spring is a good time to fly kites.

5. Kite flying is good for strengthening muscles and bones. When flying kites, you have to pull the line by hand, run back and forth, have tension and relaxation, so that the arm strength, waist and leg muscles get effective exercise.

6. Kite flying is a good leisure and health sport, but don't look down on this little kite, it is not easy to fly him high and far.

7. Kite flying in spring is a traditional custom and sport, not only can be pleasant and nourishing, but also for strengthening the body, preventing and curing diseases are very helpful.

8. Spring flowers bloom, wind and sunshine, this time to go to the field to fly kites, not only make people relaxed and happy, to add fun to life, but also can exercise, enhance health. Comments (3)|912011-12-16 14:46Leaving a forest|Nineteen levels of kites in the sky, tumbling and rolling, jumping and singing joyfully, playing in the wind.

My kite looks like a sailor's hat with two streamers behind it, because I want to be in the Navy when I grow up.

We saw a kite with a big yellow dog's ears rising up to the sky. Ah, what a cute little yellow dog! Just see its big ears flashing, eyes glaring like copper bells, stretching out the pair of broad wings, unrestrained in the blue sky, just like a powerful "general", students can not help but clap their hands and applaud.

High in the sky, an "eagle" and a "swallow" is flying high. The "swallow" is flying higher and higher, and will soon exceed the "eagle". At this time, the owner of the eagle was not willing to show weakness, and kept on releasing the spool of thread in his hand. Next to them, a few "cranes" were dancing beautifully, and the "centipede" on its head was twisting its long tail and fluttering in the air with the wind. There are a lot of people watching this, and they are all looking up, pointing, and gesticulating and talking.

With a gust of wind, the old man gently pulled the kite up, and slowly put the wind line in his hand a little bit to the sky, and a piece of paper flew out of the old man's box as if by magic, and the old man skillfully backed up, and the kite with a long tail was like a huge colorful tadpole from the old man's hand "popping" to the sky, and flew higher and higher. The kite flew higher and higher. The old man's kite has a name, called "dragon head string kite", and this cardboard box is a special "tool", it seems that the old man is quite good at kite flying.

This time, we have experience, the wind is a little less when you start to fly, this time the kite is very smooth on the fly, I slowly while the line, while pulling the line, the kite is flying higher and higher, the line on the ball of the line are almost finished, I stopped the line, a hand holding the ball of the line, one hand from time to time to pull the line, so that the kite stays in the air.

When I looked around, my classmates quickly put their kites into the sky, and all kinds of kites showed their heroic behavior in the sky: "butterflies" and "goldfish" danced beautifully; "airplanes" dipped a little, and "airplanes" dipped a little, and "airplanes" dipped a little. "Butterflies and goldfish danced beautifully; airplanes swooped and glided smoothly; and our Ultraman was staring at a big-eyed monster as if it was about to have a duel ... ...Laughter filled the whole playground.

In a short while, the wind also came to join in the fun, blowing the kite a moment high, a moment low, a moment and then smooth flight, a moment and then rapid impact. Comments (5)|1102011-12-16 14:14q_w_e_rtyu|Third grade grass grows and warblers fly in February day, whisking the embankment willow drunken spring smoke. Children return early from school, busy taking advantage of the east wind to release paper kites.

The children's pants are red, and the hand-held clues curse the heavens.

The first time I saw a kite flying, I saw a kite flying in the wind, and the second time I saw a kite flying in the wind.

The soft red countless fall into mud, in front of the garden to urge the spring green gradual flush. The kite has been blown off the roof of the house. Comments (2)|103View hidden answers

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