Kite, is a very fun thing, and I like to fly a kite the most, the kite let me get a lot of inspiration.
One day, I saw that it was very windy outside, so I took my kite and went downstairs. When I got outside, my hair was immediately blown up. I threw the kite up in the air and thought, "I should be able to go faster with the wind! So I started to fly it with the gusty wind. However, as soon as I threw it up, it spun straight up like it didn't obey me, and then it fell down. I've tried this many times and it's still the same. I let go again, and the kite went from downwind to upwind. I thought to myself, "Is the kite going to blow away? I rushed to retrieve the line, but the line got longer and longer, and I realized that the kite was well in the air. I was so happy that I ran around the neighborhood. Dad came down from upstairs and said, "It's so cold, come back soon!" And I went home.
When I got home, I asked my dad, "Why do kites go against the wind in the sky?" Dad said, "Because kites like to be pressurized to go against the wind." I said, "Oh."
In the future on the road of study, I often remind myself to always give myself some pressure to make myself higher. And every day will also meet the sunshine, their own mood as bright as the sunshine, this is the story of my kite and me.
My kite essay 2Today is Friday, my younger brother died crying to buy a kite. Grandma couldn't do anything about it, so she had to go to a small store to buy a kite as her brother wished.
When we came to the store, we were dazzled by all kinds of kites. We couldn't find a single bad kite. There were so many kites, I didn't know which one to choose. In the end, my brother and I both said we wanted a bat kite. So we argued about it. I'm the older brother, so I didn't want to argue with him! So I chose another kite that was bigger, better and cooler than his. I'm sure my kite will fly higher than my brother's kite. Because, my name has the word fly in it so I bought a kite with an airplane pattern.
I'm going to have a kite race with my brother!
I was ready, and I thought to myself, "Hey, hey! I'm going to win. Then I said the same thing to my brother. He said, "Why are you so confident? By what you will win." Surprised that he said that, I wasn't unprepared, I protested, "Just because I was second prize in the school kite competition!" Hearing this he got a little scared. But he still said confidently, "Second.... Second prize on .... Second-class ..... Prize, it's hard to ...... I'm still afraid of you?" Although he said so, but I still know that he is still afraid of me, just from the point that he stammered can be seen.
The result of the game, as expected, I won! It was the truth, and my brother was finally speechless.
My Kite Essay 3This afternoon, I saw that the weather was good, just right for kite flying, I said to my dad, "Dad, let's go down and fly a kite!" Dad said, "Go, let's go together!" I looked at the watch, it was two o'clock, we hurriedly went down.
When we arrived at our square, it was not suitable for kite flying due to the obstruction of the building. So we went to the open space behind our neighborhood, and there was already someone flying a kite. He was also from our neighborhood, his name was Wang Yue, I said, "Let's compete!" I didn't expect Wang Yue to say, "Let's compete, who's afraid of who." After that, he took out a 3-meter "Long Dragon". The Long Dragon kite was not easy to mess with. My "Fuwa", show your power! "The battle started, and both sides were fighting hard. My left hand was releasing the line, my right hand was pulling the line, my Fuwa flew higher and higher, finally my Fuwa won, I thought to myself, "You are still a bit young compared with me." I thought to myself, "You're still a little young compared to me! It was so powerful that it flew over the roof of the building! Other people see my "Fuwa" have fallen down.
Today, we had a great time.
My kite essay 4
Today the sun is shining, the wind is beautiful, I went to the "Greenway 198" with my mom and dad to play.
After parking the car, we were ready to fly the kite. However, we took out the kite and realized that we had forgotten the frame at home! I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I think I'm going to be able to do it. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to do that, but I'm sure you're going to be able to do it, and I'm sure you're going to be able to do it. Seeing other people's kites flying into the sky, I was determined to put my kite into the sky. Dad lifted the kite up and I pulled the line in front of it. After Dad counted "1, 2, 3", I started to run forward, and I ran as hard as I could, faster and faster, and Dad shouted, "Let go of the line! Quickly put the line!" I was very anxious, ran round and round, tired and sweaty, the kite did not fly. Dad said, "I'll show you." Dad ran and let go of the string, and the kite flew. But it didn't fly long before it fell down. Dad said, "It couldn't fly because the frame was too heavy." Mom said, "Next time I will buy you a big kite and let it insert into the clouds too."
Later, we also played badminton for a while. The sun was about to set and we went home happily.
My Kite Essay 5My hometown is in Weifang, Shandong, and I love the kites in my hometown.
In spring, kite flying is our favorite! Moreover, every April, we will organize the "Kite Festival". You can see how much we love flying kites, and I am certainly no exception.
Weifang's kites are many and varied, some are like butterflies, some are like eagles, some are like rabbits, and some are even three-dimensional, touching the bulging, different forms, beautiful. The production of kites has a strict process, they are mainly bamboo strips, DuPont paper and glue and other raw materials, build a good frame, then use a variety of colored pencils, dyes and so on to decorate the kite.
I still remember the first time I flew a kite. That morning, my father brought a good kite and I came to the park on the lawn, I was holding the kite excitedly running, but the kite is not cooperate, always low head not to fly up. Dad said; "Let me try." Dad took the string and ran a few steps. "Ah! The kite is flying! It's flying!" I jumped happily and said. At this time, Dad smiled and said, "To make the kite fly, not only do you need an open place, but you also need to have a helping hand, that is, the wind, and you have to take advantage of the wind's momentum to make it easy to fly." Later, following my father's method, I successfully flew the kite again and again. I fell in love with kite flying.
From then on, whenever I saw the kites flying in the sky, it was like seeing my beautiful and lovely hometown. I love the kites in my hometown.
My Kite Essay 6
Recently, I got a kite, which my father brought from Weifang, the famous "capital of kites".
The kite is in the shape of a three-dimensional eagle, and it looks very cool: a pair of black and brown feathers, a pair of sharp talons, and a sharp beak. It is a fierce and ferocious "eagle". It spread its wings more than two meters long, fly up when the wings shake and shake, very strong and powerful. I gave it a name, called "flying eagle".
We came to the open site to release the eagle. Dad with a hand, I hold the line, although the wind is not big, but I only jogged a few steps against the wind, the eagle flew up in the air. At this time, I feel a strong force in my hand and I "fight". It turned out that the lifting force of the Eagle was too great, and my strength was not enough. The kite's bobbin was pulled into a fast rotation, and I was hurt a few times. My father taught me a way to use several fingers to insert into the gap of the bobbin, so that it would be easier to fix the bobbin. After a while, suddenly, the wind was quiet, I saw the eagle straight down, I hurriedly ran up. Unfortunately, it still couldn't save the flying eagle from falling. I wanted to put the line away, but my father said, "No need to do so, when the wind is there, I lift it up, it will fly again." As expected, after a while, the wind picked up, and the flying eagle flew again, and flew higher and higher.
The flying eagle, as if with my dream, with my good wishes, flew into the sky ......
My Kite Essay 7My favorite thing to do is to fly a kite, my favorite thing "flying a kite". Whenever I fly a kite, I recall the kite that my father took me to Tiananmen Square to buy during the summer vacation, so my favorite thing to do is to fly a kite.
In the summer vacation, my cousin came, I was very welcome her, so we went to fly a kite, came to the beautiful park, my sister and I rushed up the mountain in one piece, we do not take the stairs, but climbed the mountain, so that you can exercise, but be careful, children under the age of eight years old can not climb on their own, to the top of the mountain, my sister is very experienced first try the wind direction, and then let me run high up in the wind to meet the wind and run with her, sister Left hand holding the spool right hand release line, running and shouting "come to the wind, let go of the kite" I immediately let go, the butterfly kite, flapped two beautiful wings, fluttering in the wind, brave and beautiful, with the sister in the hands of the line, rhythmic pull a release, diffuse the butterfly kite is getting higher and higher and also more and more small, tile blue sky, any kite flying freely, there are many kites, and the kite will fly freely, and there are a lot of kites, and the kite will fly freely. The blue sky, let the kite fly freely, and there are many kites fly to the sky, and some never fly up. The first thing you need to do is to learn not only to work hard, but also to have a good learning method.
It was getting late and we were sad to leave.
My Kite Essay 8I like my after-school life very much, because it is colorful and full of fun. The most interesting is flying kites.
One day the weather was sunny, and my mom said, "Fly a kite in the afternoon." I was happy to jump three feet high. Looking forward to time to go faster, finally waited until the afternoon. We came to the square to fly a kite. I held the line, and my mom grabbed the kite with her hand. I shouted, "One, two, three, go!" As soon as mom let go, I flew forward. "Haha" My Fuwa kite flew up to the sky at once. There were so many kites in the sky: there were eagles, swallows, pythons, butterflies, airplanes, Fuwa ....... The blue sky is really colorful and colorful, painted into a beautiful and bright picture of spring.
We Fuwa kite flying so high, dad greedy. He spent fifty dollars to buy a big octopus kite, beautiful, also flew into the sky. Dad's kite flew the first high, awesome! I cheered for my dad! At that moment the kite line broke, the big octopus turned into a small octopus, and the small octopus turned into a small flying insect, disappearing without a trace in the blue sky. I only heard my dad say, "The quality of the kite's line is terrible." Mom and I laughed, "You might as well fly the Fuwa with us."
Flying a kite gives me insight, brings me fun, and brings happiness to our whole family.
My Kite Essay 9I have a very cute kite, it's a bunny pattern, it has white ears and eyes like two rubies, I like this kite very much.
Today, I went to a big and beautiful park to fly a kite, I put the kite in the sky with my dad. This kite flew so high that it was almost as high as the white clouds. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, so my dad and I put the kite down, but on the way home, the kite was scratched by a branch, and I cried a lot.
When I got home, I asked my mom to sew the kite with a needle. The kite was sewed up, and it didn't look as good as it used to, but I still liked the kite.
I went to the park again, I put the kite in the sky, and I felt that the kite looked better than before. This kite is my favorite, put it in the sky like a bird.
I bought this kite for a long time, and I go to the park to fly the kite whenever I am unhappy. So, I like this kite, and this is the story of me and the kite.
My Kite Essay 10In my childhood dream, the highest flying kite is the kite.
On the ground, we tugged at the line and ran; in the sky, the kites flew against the wind. These flying in the sky, are our carefully crafted ideal wings ah! Everyone's ideals are different, and everyone's kites are different.
Look, the head "wearing" a top nurse hat, body "wearing" a white coat kite is mine. Because I have always dreamed of being a nurse. What? You ask me why I want to be a nurse, when I have to deal with potions and patients all day long? In fact, I have always imagined in my mind wearing a white nurse's uniform and a beautiful nurse's cap, what a beautiful' sight it would be! Of course, this is only one of the factors. The most important thing is that I hope to be like Nightingale, in the nursing career to break through a world, and dedicate their love to the nursing career and patients.
On the ground, people were running as they let go of the line. Ah! Everyone's childhood is also like a kite. The farther you go on the road of life, the longer the line in your hand, the farther and higher the kite flies. However, no matter how high and far it flies, its line is always firmly tied in the center of my hand - as long as I am attentive and positive.
My Kite Essay 11I have an ugly kite called Hope, and she carries my dreams.
This kite was a gift from my mom on my 11th birthday. Until now, she is still unharmed, and she carries my dream, a dream of flying.
My kite has a triangular head, the front head is pointed like a bird's beak, there is a twinkling and glowing five-pointed star in the middle, and there are two colorful bands floating in the back, which fly like a fairy dancing with the wind. My heart flew up to the sky with her.
This kite is a bit simple, but the colors are very full: the kite is surrounded by colorful lace, and in the middle is a silver-white line, with a red star inside the line, and two golden yellow ribbons floating behind it. The full colors weave my beautiful dream.
To fly a kite is not a one-man job. No, this year on March 3, I found my best friend Ronnie Lee to fly a kite together to the Cultural Square, he held up the head of the kite and ran off into the distance. I held it far away with a thin silk, and it was like holding my dream in my hand, she was always in my hand. We move on the wind momentum, the kite naturally soars in the air, and my dream flies farther and farther. The dream is always in my own hands, I hold the silk thread tightly.
I love my kite, and I believe she will make my dreams come true because she is in my hands.
My Kite Essay 12Today, my mom is taking me to fly a kite.
My kite is fish-shaped, the body of the fish is golden yellow, there are many colorful thin stripes on it, the fish's tail is longer, floating in the air is very beautiful.
It was 3 o'clock when I went to Kunlun Square with my mom to fly the kite, and it was very windy, so I started the game "Fly a Kite" with the power of the wind.
First of all, I took the line, stood far away from the place, mom held the kite with her hand, and then I said "let go", mom threw the kite up in the air, so I rushed to run in the direction of the wind, the kite flew higher and higher, as if to the top of the sky, the kite began to flutter in the air.
At this time, I just observed that there were a dozen people flying kites, colorful kites as in the air than the beauty of each show their own beautiful style: there are butterfly kites, bat kites, parachute kites, sunny kites ......, which is the most interesting to be counted as the highest flying centipede kites, do not look at it! The head of the centipede is very small, but the tail is particularly long, tell you what, the centipede's tail is at least 5 meters long, it hovered in the air, unique and distinctive style, people look at it can not help but slurp admiration!
Today I feel especially happy, because I personally feel the taste of kite flying, but also witnessed so many beautiful kites.
My kite essay 13
On Sunday, my mother took me to participate in the "Flying Dreams" activity organized by the small reporters of Tianzhong Evening News.
We were each given a kite to paint. I drew a big smiley face on the kite and two butterflies underneath. I wanted my kite to fly in the air like a butterfly.
After painting the kite, we went to the playground of a middle school to fly the kite. When I started to fly the kite, I raised the kite with one hand, held the line with the other hand, and ran forward as fast as I could. At that time, the kite slowly rose up to the sky, watching the kite fly higher and higher, I was very happy. My mom said, "Put more string on the kite, and the kite will fly higher." So I pulled the kite string and let it go a little longer, and the kite really flew higher and higher with the wind. I jumped up happily.
I saw a lot of kites in the sky, there are black swallows, green frogs, cute little fish, beautiful butterflies ...... many many kites put together a beautiful picture.
Today, I not only learned to fly a kite, but also know how to do things with patience.
My kite essay 14"Yang Liu Sheng, fly a kite," my kite in the sky essay. Spring is a good season for flying kites. Today, my mom and I went to fly a kite.
Came to the big lawn, mom took the kite and inserted a stick. I took the line and ran along with the wind. Mom threw it upward, and I followed the others' example of pulling the line with all my might while running desperately with the wind, but the kite didn't listen to me at all, and didn't want to fly up into the blue sky. I ran in another direction, and the kite was now even more mischievous and flew up into the sky. I thought: I'll run back and forth, maybe I'll fly higher. I did it, but the kite flew lower and lower, and finally "bla" a cover at my feet, excellent essay for elementary school students, "my kite in the sky essay".
I was very anxious, other people's colorful kites flying in the air, than high and low. At this time, my mom came over and touched my head and said, "Don't be discouraged, try again!" The wind carried me forward and I shouted, "One, two, three." Like the others, I ran for a while and looked back to see that the kite was finally in the sky. I slowly backed up, my hand pulling on the line and releasing it slowly, my other hand in front of me pulling the kite toward me. My kite flew higher and higher, and under the blue sky and white clouds, the kite danced freely in the sky, as if showing off with my companions how high it flew and how elegant it was.
I pulled the kite and shouted happily, "My kite is in the sky!"
My Kite Essay 15Today was the school kite festival and the teacher took us to the playground to fly our kites.
In a short while, the sky above the campus was filled with colorful kites, there are owls, airplanes, and tigers ...... almost a thousand of them! Look, there is an eagle kite, flying the highest, look at his smug look, as if to say: "Look, I fly how high! You want to fight with me? You're too young to fight with me!" Suddenly, a swallow kite came out from the middle of the road - a swallow kite over there flew very high and was on a par with the eagle. Look, there is also a tiger kite, look at his contempt for the world, as if it is really a "king of beasts".
I couldn't wait to fly my kite, but it was a bad idea - it collided with another kite and fell down. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it! It doesn't matter, as the saying goes, "get up from where you fell".
This time, I flew the kite so high that I was about to overtake the first place. Just as I was showing off to the other students, the kite began to fall, but fortunately I lifted the string in time, and that saved me from the danger. The whole afternoon we were so happy to play, running, tired of resting a while, and then joined the race again.
With a dream we will have a goal to pursue. Isn't our dream like this soaring kite? Let's meet the wind and rain and make our dreams come true!