In study, work or life, many people have written essays, right, essay is the transition from internal to external speech, that is, from the compressed brief, they can understand the language, to carry out, with a standardized grammatical structure, can be understood by others in the form of external language. So, how to go about writing an essay? Here is the essay on kites that I have compiled for you to share.
essay on kites 1"The grass grows and the warblers fly in February, and the willow on the embankment is drunk with spring smoke." Spring is here, the grass pokes its head out of the dark soil, the swallows have all flown back from the south, the flowers dance happily, the bees, the butterflies, they all wake up from the winter, and the trees that were originally bare have all grown green buds, which is a really a good time to fly a kite.
My classmates and I brought our kites to the square, and we couldn't wait to put our "Swallow" kite into the sky. A little friend raised the "Swallow" kite to the sky, and a breeze blew over us, and we ran backward desperately. The kite also danced with the wind, and our kite finally flew up to the sky, and it was like a swallow having a flying competition with other birds. ...... But after a while, the wind stopped, and our kite was pulled down by a hook from the sky, and we were all in a hurry to let go of the line, but the kite still fell down. But the kite still fell down, we have the experience of last time, wait for a gust of wind, we will run against the wind, the kite flew up to the sky at once, the sky somehow seems to be cleaned, our "swallow" kite seems to be chatting with the white clouds and the blue sky, they seem to be particularly happy! ......
When our kites were flying, there were more than one kite, some of them were a big butterfly, some were a phoenix, and some were a big dragon, not to mention how powerful they were...
Everyone's kites here were beautiful, and they were adorable...
The kite flying was a great success...
The kite flying was a great success... ...
There are beautiful trees in the spring, the grass grows and warblers fly, let me feel the vitality and charm of the spring, and in the spring you can also fly kites happily, let me feel incomparable joy and happiness ......
Essay on Kites 2Today, the weather is sunny, windy and beautiful. It was a good day for flying kites. I met with my classmates and went to South River Park to fly kites.
The South River Park is really crowded and lively. There were already many people flying kites, some of them had already flown their kites very high, but some of them were learning to fly a kite for the first time, just like me.
Looking at the colorful kites floating in the sky. I couldn't wait to open our kites. While we were making preparations, we watched how others flew their kites. Zhao Zhuoxiang, Zhao Zhuoyu and I watched carefully as a grandfather flew his kite high and far. I asked him to teach me how to fly a kite, and while he was flying the kite, he told us: "When you start to fly, you can't pull the string in your hand too tightly, nor can you pull it too loosely. When the line is tight, you can let go appropriately, and when the line is loose, you have to collect it in time to prevent the kite from losing balance. After we thanked grandpa, we started to try. Mom held the kite, I held the spool with my left hand and pulled the line with my right hand. After I shouted "let go", I ran as hard as I could, and with the gentle blowing of the spring wind, the big butterfly kite slowly flew up to the sky just like a bird with its wings spreading. I watched the big butterfly fly hard, and I also pulled the spool to run faster and faster. The kite also flew higher and higher, just when I was proud of myself, the big butterfly fell straight down like a headless fly, I hurriedly shouted to my mom, so it was the line hanging on the tree, and the line was also tangled, my mom and I made a lot of efforts to get the kite down. At this time, their kites also flew, in order not to lag behind, I hurriedly picked up the spool of thread, and continued to run forward, I was exhausted and out of breath, but the kite could not fly. I ran on the playground again and again, and finally it floated smoothly in the sky again. I was especially happy to see my kite floating high in the sky.
The first time I flew a kite made me feel the joy of success, and I will never forget this unforgettable first time! Today is really a rewarding day.
The kite essay 3
Grandpa Winter is gone, Miss Spring is here, and the sun shines on the earth. The grass is drilling out of the soil, the sun is shining today, and the breeze is blowing on the earth. My mother told me that today is a good day to fly kites.
We prepared the kite and went to the park happily. When we arrived at the park, "Wow, there are so many people!" I could not help but exclaim. I could not help but sigh. I saw some children roller skating, some were competing in roller skating, and those old people were playing Tai Chi leisurely. Then look up at the sky, a lot of kites, all kinds of kites, there are eagles soaring in the sky, there are thousands of centipedes, and there are all kinds of cartoon characters kites. Seeing the kites fluttering in the sky, my heart also itched, my mother and I also bought a big red eagle kite, my mother took the line, I took the kite. I shouted to my mother "let go" and we both flew the kite together, only to see our big eagle fly quickly into the sky with the power of the wind, flying higher and higher.
Just when I was cheering, my kite like a broken wing as quickly as down, not a moment to fall head first on the ground, my heart is incomparable loss. At this moment, my mother stroked my head and told me: "It's okay, failure is the mother of success, we can start from scratch". So I picked up our kite again, and flew it again, this time, our kite flew very high and high, it seems to have a close contact with the sun, and in a short while, our kite disappeared within our sight.
Time passes very quickly, we have to go home, I am a little reluctant to part with, my eyes are still watching the kite far away from time to time, the heart can not be calm for a long time.
Kite essay 4Spring is coming, the sun is shining, the wind and sunshine, it is a good time to fly a kite.
On a weekend morning, the weather was sunny, Xiaoming asked Xiaohua and Xiaohong to come to the park to fly kites together. There were so many people in the park! A group of kite flyers are excitedly flying all kinds of kites flying dragons, eagles, goldfish so many kites, colorful. In the distance, a small child and mom and dad in a piece, their kites floating high.
Xiaoming hurriedly picked up the kite and said to Xiaohua: I'll hold up the kite, and you'll let go of the line, okay? Okay! Xiao Ming stood against the wind and held the kite high. Xiaohua immediately picked up the spool of thread, held the thread with one hand, turned his body sideways, and ran up slowly while looking at the kite and said to Xiao Ming, Let go of the kite quickly! Xiao Ming then threw the swallow kite upwards and the kite slowly flew up. Xiao Hua ran and let go of the string, the longer the string got, the higher the kite flew. Xiao Ming was so happy that he shouted, "Run faster, the swallow will fly even higher! Standing on the side, Xiaohong held a beautiful butterfly kite and followed Xiaohua with a smile. She said excitedly to Xiaohua: That's awesome! Help me fly this butterfly kite later! At this time, everyone shouted excitedly: the kite flew to the clouds
We saw the kite floating in mid-air, a moment swinging its tail, as if to dip the water; a moment flapping its wings, as if to say: how beautiful I am, how high I fly!" Xiaohua tugged on the string loosely and tightly, and looked at the beautiful little dot in the sky, and he was also proud of himself: our kite flew the highest!
Later, Xiaohong, with the help of Xiaohua and Xiaoming, her butterfly kite also flew, higher and higher, like a happy butterfly flying freely in the sky.
Time flies, a morning passed, the three children in the warm spring breeze, reluctant to go home.
The kite essay 5
The sun is a hasty passer-by in the life of the leaf, seventeen years old, in the sky of the leaf as a wandering kite floated to, after no trace. All the encounters destined for Ye, destined to be an inexorable loss. Sometimes leaves think, everyone's life, more or less there will be some people who have had traces of interlacing, these people, some of them will be gradually blurred with the passage of time, while some people, but will always remain in the bottom of the heart. The sun in the leaf, is such a person.
Life is like this, always in some kind of unanticipated rush, rush to, and rush to leave. Some people, you think with their own will never have any relationship with the person, is such as the shadow of the same people, but in some kind of coincidence gradually familiar with, but also in some kind of inadvertently broke into the life of the leaf. When Ye's heart freezes into a thousand years of cold ice, Ye is like the walking dead, life is a dark, Ye is still confused, stubbornly stick to the original place, looking for that once memory. It is him, illuminated the leaf then bleak life, so that the leaf in nearly a year of death in general wandering awakened, perhaps then the leaf is a hungry person, finally found the once that feeling, to find their own, although that kind of happiness is very short-lived, but it is really very beautiful.
Some people's eyes are always so content, can be from the eyes straight through the heart, perhaps this can also be attributed to fate! Everything catching speed to the present, fast even too late to think. Sometimes I think of people who hold memories to keep warm, really warm? Such obsession in the end for what, worth it? But it seems, Ye's eighteen years, are so over, eighteen years old good memorable, eighteen years or memorable but in the end, they still lied to themselves, this world is not forever, no forever friends, there is no forever memories, lost will be lost forever, will not leave only their own, so you can only learn to grow up, give up, forget, in fact, is not difficult, because we have a lifetime, if not enough! There is also the next life, the next life must try to forget.
Kite essay 6Today the sun is shining, everything is recovering, the spring flowers are blooming, spring, the whole earth is new, in this early spring moment, in this season of kite flying, I remembered when I was a child flying a kite that interesting and funny things.
I remember reading the first grade, I came to the square with my father, I think: the square must be very fun, before I have not been to the square, even if I have been to the square, but also can not remember, now or turn with my father, think, I saw a lot of children are flying kites.
Kites, kites ... ...
Fly, fly, fly,
Fly higher
Fly higher,
Fly even higher,
As if it were an airplane,
So I thought: kites are so much fun, I want to fly a kite, I used to be very small and small, I remembered that my grandma treated me to a kite flying in the square. I'd better fly a kite with my dad! "Dad... ... Dad I want to fly a kite with you." But Dad replied, "I don't have time, I just took some time to bring you to the square." "Just for a little while" "No time" I argued with my dad, but it still didn't work.
The kite,
flew higher
Higher
That way
It was closer to the white clouds
Closer to the sun
But ... ...
When my dad and I got home, I jumped up on the windowsill and watched other people fly kites. The kites have little swallows, some like birds, the wind blew over the kites also issued a "shivering" sound, those kites, there are yellow, pink, white can be very nice, the wind blew over the window through my house there is a fragrance, the kites fly with the wind fly ah fly ah.
At this time, I remembered that my grandma had put the kite under the bed, so I jumped down from the window sill, and got the kite from under the bed, but there was so much dirt on it, so I guess it couldn't fly anymore.
O kite, you are so beautiful in my dream,
O kite, you are the yearning of my heart.
Then because I want to fly a kite even the class is not good, art class when the teacher let us draw, I once the pen is a kite. In math class, the teacher let us do the problem, I wrote 1 + 1 = kite
Then my father knew, finally got what he wanted, let me fly a kite back happily.
Kite Essay 7The Qing Dynasty poet Gao Ding wrote in "Village Dwelling", "Children return early from school, busy taking advantage of the east wind to fly paper kites." Spring is really a good season for flying kites.
On a spring day with long grass and bright sunshine, our family of four came to the park to fly kites together.
In the park has gathered a lot of kite flying people, their faces are full of joyful smiles; all kinds of kites in the sky, free and easy to fly slowly, and some kites have been hanging high in the sky, like an invisible hook hooked them and set in the blue sky, how can not fall down.
There are also some people in the grass running fast, so that the kite driving the wind little by little to the sky, trying to send the kite up to the blue sky, but there are some kites do not listen to the words, and always have been constantly somersaulting ......
Look at that a " The goldfish, centipede, and eagle kites all flew into the sky, and I was eager to try, and couldn't wait to send the kites into the sky myself.
I raised the kite high and yelled, "One, two, three, take off!" My sister just kept running forward. "Wow, the kite is in the sky!" I danced happily, my sister was so happy that her face had already turned into a flower with a smile. The kite soared in the sky like a free bird. My sister continued to run, and the kite flew higher and higher, rocketing up to the depths of the sky. And the sky with the "goldfish" kite, "eagle" kite, "centipede" kite, intertwined, embracing the blue sky into a colorful and beautiful picture.
Spring brings us endless warmth, brings endless fun, I love kite flying.
kite essay 8Sunday morning, the wind outside is very strong, blowing on the body warm, our family came to the beautiful scenery of the hibiscus lake to fly kites, I was very excited!
We first took the kite out of the bag little by little, for fear of tearing it, Dad took out a plastic rod, and inserted each head into two small holes in the kite, so that the kite was held up, and my kite was an eagle kite.
Dad began to teach me to fly the kite, he first gave me a demonstration, Dad held the spool, running up, Dad like an arrow like "whoosh" rushed out, the kite slowly flew to the high altitude, Dad let me try, I to Dad as fast as running forward, not only did the kite did not put up, I fell a dog gnawing mud, Dad encouraged me not to give up. Dad encouraged me not to give up. So, I got up the spirit, continue to run, slowly, slowly, the kite has flown in mid-air, I hold the spool in one hand, the other hand to catch the thin line, while shaking while running, after a long time, my eagle kite flew in the snow white to the colorful interiors, became a "live eagle", my eagle kite seems to be very proud of it! My eagle kite seemed to be very proud of itself, staring fiercely at the kites underneath it, as if saying: If you dare to come up again, I will peck you down! It was so proud that it spread its wings and flew happily in the sky. My family applauded from the side, and I laughed and laughed with pleasure!
At this point, I was tired, lying on the soft golden sand, head up, looking up at the sky, there are a lot of kites in the sky, colorful, forming a "sea of flowers" in the sky.
I feel that what I flew today was not only my kite, but also my happy mood!
In early spring, February, the sun is shining and the breeze is gentle, so it is a good time to fly a kite. Mingming and his sister couldn't wait to pick up the kite and run to the park.
The park was bustling with activity. The sky is flying a variety of kites, let a person overwhelmed: red goldfish, long centipedes, and the mighty eagle ...... colorful, beautiful. Some of the children on the ground were concentrating on flying kites, some were screaming and jostling, running around, and some were blowing bubbles ...... The most striking thing in the distance was the happy family. The child is flying a high, fluttering kite and enjoying himself; the father has his arm around his mother's shoulders and is enjoying the view in the distance.
Ming Ming and his sister were just about to fly a kite, when suddenly a little boy ran over to Ming Ming with a swallow kite and said, "Can you help me? It's my first time to fly a kite and I can't get it to fly." The older brother agreed readily. He let the little boy hold the kite with his hands high above his head while his brother ran and let go of the strings. A breeze blew by, and the older brother gave the order, "Let go!" The boy hurriedly let go of his hand and threw the kite upward, and the swallow kite flew up into the sky as if it was drunk. My sister was so happy that she jumped up and down, "It's up, it's up, my brother is great!"
Mingming gave the line to the little boy and taught him the skill of flying. Only then did he and his sister fly the butterfly kite together. Not long after, the butterfly kite also fluttered and went skyward. The kites are competing with each other, sometimes flying high, sometimes swooping, sometimes spinning, a lively ball.
Blue sky, white clouds, kites, green grass, a lovely smiling face, painted the most beautiful picture of spring.
Kite essay 10I was on vacation I went to fly a kite again.
My kite was the king of birds ----- Phoenix. It has a handful of hairs on its head; on its wings, curved lines outline the fine pattern of its feathers; and it trails a long tail behind it. On the back of the kite, two long thin sticks are used to support the whole kite.
I stood in the field and worked with my partner: I held the line and ran ahead, while my partner held the kite in both hands and followed me upwind. As I ran, I turned my wrist to lengthen the line. Finally, a gust of wind blew, and my partner threw the kite gently into the air, and the "Phoenix" flew into the sky with a trembling sound. Soon, "Long Dragonfly", "Bao Gong Face", "Big Centipede" and so on all kinds of kites flew up to the sky, they are like athletes, you catch up with me, and together they dressed up the blue sky like a beautiful kaleidoscope. The kite is a beautiful kaleidoscope.
I swept around and found a little friend standing there with a kite in his hand, looking at the kites we flew into the sky, as if he didn't know how to fly them. So I gave my kite to my little friend and ran over to the boy and asked, "Hello, do you not know how to fly a kite? Let me teach you." He nodded. I took his kite and said, "Let's divide the work. I'll run in front of him while flying the line, you hold the kite behind him, and when there's wind, you throw the kite into the air, that's all." Soon, a "swallow" is also flying in the air, the boy next to me showed a heartfelt smile, and said "Thank you!" sweetly.
The boy next to me smiled and said "Thank you!
This is the third time I flew a kite, but every time I fly it, I always feel that I am a kite, spreading its wings toward the white clouds, toward the blue sky, toward hope ......
Kite Essay 11"Late in the day, the rivers and mountains are beautiful, and the flowers and grasses are fragrant in the spring breeze. ". The spring girl came with light steps, it woke up the sleeping grass, blew the bare trees green, and prepared gifts for the children - kites.
On the weekend, Lili, Ding and I happily came to Pingtian Lake to fly kites. There was a lot of activity here, and the sky was filled with kites of all shapes and sizes. The lovely "goldfish" kite was swimming freely, the multi-legged "centipede" kite was busy chasing after it, and the "eagle" kite was flying with its wings spreading to the sky. ......
We were also eager to take out the "Swallow" kite. "The kite has a pair of beautiful wings, a snow-white belly, and a scissor-like tail. We were ready to fly it. I was in charge of holding the spool, Lili was in charge of lifting the kite, and Xiaoding was in charge. A gust of wind blew, Lili raised the kite high above her head and threw it into the air, and I immediately ran up, releasing and withdrawing it. But the mischievous "swallow" did not listen, in the air shaking a few times, like a sleepy old man, fell headlong into the green grass. We rushed over to the kite and squatted down to look at it carefully. Xiaoding turned the kite over and over, but he couldn't find out what was wrong with it. What is the reason? I scratched my head and was puzzled when I suddenly realized that it was not the kite itself, but the direction of the wind that was wrong, and that when flying a kite, you can't run with the wind, but fly against it. Finally, after several efforts, the kite flew into the blue sky, and Xiaoding shouted excitedly, "Success! Success!" Lili's face burst into smiles. Just see the kite a moment to somersault, as if to show off its beauty; a moment and slide down, as if to declare war on others; a moment and clouds, birds and hide-and-seek, play a lot of fun.
The children in the distance cheered for our kites, and they jumped and pestered their parents to join us. All of a sudden, the sky became a world of kites!
In the beautiful spring, we not only learned to fly kites, but also realized that "failure is the mother of success"!
Today, my cousin and her husband took me to Fuzhou's Riverside Park to play.
As soon as I arrived at the park, I saw the sky full of kites floating in the wind, different shapes, some of these kites are in the shape of swallows, like real birds, flying around in the sky; some' are in the shape of goldfish, like small fish swimming in the sea....... Today, my cousins, my cousins and their husbands took me to Fuzhou's Riverside Park to play.
As soon as I arrived at the park, I saw the sky full of kites floating in the wind in different shapes, some of these kites are swallow-shaped, like real birds, flying around in the sky; some 're in the shape of a goldfish, like small fish swimming around in the sea ......
I couldn't help but call out: "Wow! So beautiful!" When my cousin heard that, she said, "Let's go buy a kite to fly too!" After saying that, we went to buy a kite in the shape of a goldfish and came to the beach.
Wow! This beach is so big and there are so many people! Some were flying kites, some were playing ball, some were playing in the sand ...... Everyone was having a great time. We also became one of them.
I managed to fly the kite into the sky with the help of my cousin's husband. My cousin's husband said, "A heavy string means that the kite is flying high, and you have to pull the string, or you can take a few steps forward. If the string is light, it means the kite is landing, you have to take a few steps back until the string is not light anymore, if the string is still light for a long time, you have to run backwards, got it?" "Got it.
"I said as I took the string of the kite and let it go as my cousin's husband said. At first is, the line is very heavy, I can't even pull it, so I walked forward a few steps, the line is really a little lighter, I will pull a little release, pull a little release, the kite flies in the sky, suddenly, the line is lighter, I rushed to run backward, running and watching, there is fear that the kite and other people's kites are entangled with each other, and afraid of colliding with other people in the running time. So, again, I had to watch the kite and the road.
Before long, it was already past nine o'clock, and we had to leave reluctantly.
I now understand that you have to be skillful and attentive in everything you do to succeed.
The kite essay 13
The golden withered leaves left the branches of the trees, fluttering in mid-air like butterflies, and finally floated down to the ground in a beautiful arc quietly and without a word, and the fall came.
The beauty of early fall is most moving, but I am not in the mood to appreciate it. I can't control my emotions lately, I'm grumpy, and I'm becoming sad and frustrated. What is freedom? Are students only allowed to do things related to study? I just want to fly free.
Before passing through the East River several times, I think the scenery here is ordinary, and now take a closer look, it turned out to be so beautiful, the sand on the riverbanks after the sun's irradiation has become incredibly crystalline, the sparkling water surface as if inlaid with countless jewels, brilliant. Autumn wind, gently caressing the cheeks, like a head into a pile of cotton. My heart suddenly relaxed some.
However, the kite did not go with the heart, and fell down before it flew over my head. My originally relaxed heart began to feel anxious again for some reason. Looking at the falling kite, like a water bird, listless and lifeless. When I was worried, I saw an uncle flying a kite not far away from the corner of my eye.
I was attracted by the way he was flying the kite. His every move was so skillful. He twisted the thin thread in his hand in a circle, and he could not take his eyes off the kite at all. His legs followed the movement of the kite without slowing down. His action of releasing and pulling was so skillful that the kite seemed to come alive in his hands, flying side by side with the birds in the sky, wanting to compete with the sky. I understood at once, the original freedom is not to fly aimlessly, if there is no kite line traction, the kite can never fly to the blue sky.
I followed the uncle's action, and flew down from a high slope, with the kite line in my hand retracting and releasing. Finally, I flew the kite as I wished, and my lips pursed up in a smile that had not appeared for a long time.
The kite essay 14
It was a summer afternoon, sweltering unusually hot, I read a book in the house all morning, the mood also followed the hot. I have nothing to do, look out the window. Outside the window there are two, beautiful flower butterfly, ah, that is the kite.
They fly leisurely, to quite leisurely. I went to the window, look down, there are two old man leaning on the pontoon bridge side of the seat, but also very leisurely. After soothing my hot heart, I went back to reading. Not long after, the hottest hours of the day finally passed. I put down the book in my hands, pushed open the door and walked out.
I walked and walked along the pontoon bridge, staring at the kite for a long time. Not long after came an old man behind me, the sound of an urgent voice. "Quickly, quickly, collect the line to collect the line, to fall" footsteps also came with it. I turned back and found two old men in front of me and one behind me. They quickly wrapped the line around the pontoon bridge column, winding down, quickly closing the line, it turned out, the kite is about to fall into the river.
The two old men sat on the pontoon bridge day after day, guarding the kite. In the morning, they came to put it on, and at night, they collected it, and in the middle, if it was about to fall, they would remedy the situation and save it, so that it would still fly in the sky. They are so nervous about kites. A lot of old people will choose the entertainment to go for a walk, square dance, watch TV, do physical therapy. They even chose to fly a kite it.
In this case, the kite and the kite line, and the old man on the ground that is a picture, beautiful and harmonious picture. That is a kind of happiness, although most people can not taste, can not catch through. That mood is very beautiful, very simple, that kind of happiness is called plain.
I want to ask why they would choose to fly a kite? Why would you choose to keep him for a day, and why would you sit down in this hot sun? I want to go up and chat with them, but in the end, or continue to walk. This plain happiness needs no explanation. The kite is also a very soft place in his heart. I think, if it is true that the old man can talk to me, he will certainly use the kite in the sky, tell me the answer.
Essay on Kites 15One day, the weather was clear and cloudless. The children happily took a beautiful eagle kite and went to the park where the flowers were blooming. It was a great place to fly a kite.
The eagle kite danced under the blue sky, flew to the left for a while, to the right for a while, and turned its head in the air for a while. It kept doing difficult maneuvers, like a helicopter and an acrobat.
Just then, a cute little bird was flying in the sky. It was learning to fly under the guidance of its mom. It flapped its wings vigorously and flew little by little. When it is tired, it stops on a branch to rest for a while. When it is thirsty, it drinks some water at the river. The kite saw the bird and flew higher and higher. The people below complimented it, "That kite is so beautiful, how high it flies!"
Hearing the people praise him, the kite became more proud. At that moment, the bird flew underneath it. The kite proudly said to the bird, "Your wings are white and you fly so low, are you worthy of your parents?" It's silly to teach you for so long, but you won't! If I learn to fly, haven't I broken your stupid bird record?" The bird said, "You don't have to fly by the power of the wind or the thread, I rely on my own abilities." The kite said defiantly, "Someone hung the string on me. You wouldn't believe I pulled the string to fly that high. "After that, the kite broke its string. At that moment, a sudden gust of wind came and blew the kite out of the ninth cloud, losing control of the string, and soon it fell out of the sky and onto the ground, landing on all fours, with its head broken and bleeding.
This story tells us a truth, do not be too complacent. After all, there are people outside of people, pride makes people regress, humility makes people progress.