In daily life or work and study, we all have the experience of writing essays, very familiar with the essay, according to the characteristics of writing propositions, essays can be divided into propositional essays and non-propositional essays. I believe that many friends are very distressed about writing essays, the following is my collection of sixth grade kite flying essay, welcome to read and collect.
6th Grade Kite Flying Essay 1The sun beckons, white clouds and blue sky blur into one. A song drifted with the wind: "Fly! Fly! Fly up to the sky!"
An afternoon of blinding sunlight. The wind blew gently, and I, on a whim, bought a kite on the grass, and ran with the wind. I kept running, jumping and relaxing with the strength of the wind, hoping to make the kite fly high and far. Yet no matter how excited I was, it was just indifferent, leaving me a bit forlorn.
After resting for a while, the wind picked up and I decided to try again. Against the wind, I ran while letting go of the line, hoping that the thin line would convey my bravado to the kite and make it soar in the sky like a bird. My sweat, which kept falling because of my passion, flowed from my hair to my cheeks, from my cheeks to my chin, and from my chin to the soil, nourishing the earth. The kite was also fearless because of my efforts, and regardless of any other obstacles in the sky, it just flew higher and higher until I was all weak and lay down on the ground, enjoying the joy of this success.
In my mind, the kite was still hovering, sometimes high, sometimes low, without purpose, without direction, but for me, it was a tantalizing absolute, drawing me into the world of the sky. The eyes began to blur, slowly and gradually ......
When I woke up, reflected in my eyes, holding the kite in my hand, got up and left, accompanied by a smile at the corner of my mouth.
Teacher's comments:
The author of this short essay, like a paper kite, riding a suitable air current naturally floating and sinking, without traces of force. It is also like water, flowing smoothly from the source to the small river pond. A light and pleasant piece of fiction.
Sixth grade kite flying essay 2Today, the weather is clear and sunny. The art teacher came into the classroom and said to everyone, "Tonight's homework at home is to make kites."
After school, I rushed home to look for materials to make a kite. I searched and searched, and finally found two bamboo sticks, a piece of rice paper and a long white line. I followed the instructions step by step. First of all, first cross the two bamboo sticks into a cross, and then use the white line to repeat the cross around the circle into a dead knot, and then, in the rice paper on the double-sided tape, the cross on the rice paper, and finally, in the rice paper on a beautiful pattern, so the kite is done.
By the time I had finished the kite, it was getting dark and there were flaming clouds in the sky. I ate dinner with my mother and went to Ryan Square to fly kites. Since it was very windy today, there were a lot of people coming to fly kites. I picked up the kite and ran around the square, but the kite couldn't fly, I kind of wanted to give up, it seemed like there were many ants crawling in my heart at that time. After a while, a fierce wind blew over and my kite flew high in the sky. I pulled and retracted the string and jumped up happily as my kite flew. My mother gave me a thumbs up from a distance. And just like that my kite flew. I flew the string higher and higher, so high that I could compete with those adults. My kite was so high in the sky that from a distance it looked like a purple butterfly sailing through the sky.
After playing for a while, I was sweating all over, and my mother said, ''Okay, let's go home quickly!" It turned out to be raining on the 'way' home. This rain made me feel that kite flying is not a contraption, but a kind of fun.
Sixth grade kite flying essay 3Kite flying needs good weather.
Today, the wind and sunshine, I and Xianquan together happily went to the playground to fly a kite.
To the playground, wow, so beautiful! Only to see the playground over the kite flowers: there are handsome "little swallow", there are beautiful "flower butterfly", there are silver eagle-like "airplane" ... ... ...They were really colorful and diverse. We found a relatively empty place, ready to fly a kite, I quietly said to my "airplane" kite: "small plane ah small plane, quickly fly into the sky. You have to fight for my honor!" But it did not understand me, only hovered in the air for a while, then head into the runway. Look, the full "bat" to fly how high, alas, shame me!
So I went to the side of Xianquan and said sincerely, "Xianquan, give me a trick." Xianquan told me how to fly a kite. I did what Xianquan taught me, and let my "airplane" fly again. At this time, the one that flew the highest was the ferocious "eagle". Look at it, with its long and powerful wings spread out and a big tail trailing behind it, it was so graceful! The second place is the "bat" of the dedication of the whole, its wings flap by flap, dancing in the blue sky and white clouds. And my "airplane" is still in mid-air swimming leisurely, I silently read in my heart: "You are an airplane, why only fly so high ah! Look, even the bats are higher than you, you quickly give me up." This time, it seemed to understand my words and obediently flew higher. I put the line hard, and it flew desperately, the higher it flew, the higher it flew ......
The sun set in the west, before we took the kite, with the tired, with the comfortable to go home
Sixth grade kite flying essay 4The winter went quietly, spring came with cheerful steps, the spring breeze blowing on the earth, a lively The spring breeze is blowing the earth, a vibrant look. It is a good time to fly a kite, so my mother and brother and I went to the green grass like a big lawn.
There were already many people flying kites. The colorful kites in different shapes and sizes made the blue sky look like a beautiful kaleidoscope. There are lifelike eagles, brightly colored peacocks, large dragonflies, centipedes ......
Looking at this lively scene, my brother and I can not help but pull the kite and run, but my brother for several times can not put up, my big kite is still flying, I shouted to my brother: "Li Chunliang, kite! should be flown against the wind." My brother listened to my words, stood still, quietly feel the wind is blowing from which direction, and look at other people are from which side of the release, to find the right direction, my brother asked me to help him into the wind and then, the kite raised above his head, my brother took the spool, ran forward, about more than ten meters, my brother felt the opportunity to come, shouted: "Release!" I saw me send the kite forward, I heard a brush sound, the kite rose sharply, and my brother's spool clattered, although the kite flew, but it didn't fly smoothly, a moment to the left, a moment to the right askew, my mother told my brother, "The kite goes to the left side of you tug to the right, and the kite goes to the right side of you tug to the left, so it's smooth." My brother tried, and the kite smoothed out.
Brother let go of the spool, the kite slowly fly to the sky, I feel the hand of the spool breathing to break free of my hand, it seems that I am also going to be brought up to the sky, mom took over the spool to continue to let go, I rubbed the sore arm looked up, only to see the kites with the spring wind, a moment up, a moment down, a moment left, a moment right, high still in the up, they seem to be a happy child, enjoying a happy and beautiful life, they are like a happy child, they are like a happy child. They seem to be happy children enjoying a happy and beautiful life.
At sunset, we went home with our kites and tiredness.
6th Grade Kite Flying Essay 5Today is a sunny and windy Sunday, the teacher took us to the school playground to fly kites.
When we arrived at the school playground, we found a place to sit down, laid out the kite, opened the paint, and prepared to start making. The kite pattern has SpongeBob SquarePants, Bears, Happy Baby, butterflies and so on. I got the pattern is happy baby. I painted the kite with my favorite colors and wrote my dream, which was to be an inventor. After coloring the kite, I tied it with a string and put in a pole for support. You can start flying!
I took the spool in my left hand and the kite in my right hand, and ran forward into the wind, and saw the kite flying higher and higher, and was so happy that I jumped three feet high. Later, as I slowly stopped, the kite gradually fell down like a falling leaf and dropped on the runway. I was not willing to do so, and under the guidance of the teacher, I ran into the wind again, and slowly pulled the line in my hand, and it really flew higher and better than the one just now!
Each kite spread its wings in the air, like a smiling face, how lovely! It carries our cheers and laughter, and flies to the sky with our hope! This kite flying is not only an unforgettable and happy experience, but also let me understand that we should use our brains to think about the setbacks and not give up lightly!
Let's enjoy our wonderful moments again!
Sixth grade kite flying essay 6Spring is here, and many people come out to fly kites. Those kites flying in the sky are like many colorful birds flying freely in the sky. I also want my kite to fly in the sky like a bird, but I can't fly it well, so I asked my dad to teach me how to fly a kite.
Dad told me: "First, you have to figure out the direction of the wind, then stand against the wind and let the kite float against the wind. If you get the direction wrong, you can't fly it anyway."
Dad paused for a moment and continued, "When a gust of wind comes, let the kite go, then rip the line and run. As soon as you put the kite up, retract the line. In this way, the kite can fly up." After listening to this, I thought: it is so simple to fly a kite!
I decided to give it a try. I held the kite in my right hand and the line in my left hand and waited for a gust of wind. Finally a gust of wind blew. I hurriedly released the kite in my right hand, pulling the line to run, the kite flew up to the sky I immediately let go of the line, I was secretly happy: flying a kite is really simple! But there was an unexpected wind, and after a gust of wind, I didn't pull the line properly, and the kite fell down as if it had planted a heel.
I felt very strange and thought: "Didn't I do what my dad said? Even if I didn't pull the line properly, the kite wouldn't fall down so easily, right? I wondered. I seriously recalled what Dad had just said, "Right, stand against the wind, I got it wrong," I shouted excitedly!
I immediately retried, and it worked. Look at their own kite flying very high, it seems that I have grown wings with it in the sky soaring, it with my ideals, with my wishes, flying higher and higher ......
Through this incident, I understand a truth: to do things first, we need to find a way, and then to practice diligently, and continue to summarize the lessons learned. In this way, everything will be solved.
Sixth grade kite flying essay 7"Grass grows and warblers fly in February day, whisking embankment willow drunken spring smoke." As soon as I read this poem I was itching to fly a kite. Suddenly, the so-called "sixth inspiration" rushed over and said, "Let's make a kite! A kite made by yourself is definitely more fun than a bought one!" So I decided to make my own kite.
As the saying goes, "Everything is difficult at the beginning." But I was dumbfounded when it came to making a kite, because it was my first time making a kite. I was able to make a kite for the first time, and my grandfather became my advisor, and he talked and I talked. I first found two bamboo sticks and divided them into four, then I found the center point and tied them with a line. The first time I wrapped the line, I didn't tie it tightly and the kite's frame was tilted; the second time I didn't find the right center point and tied the skeleton asymmetrically. I started making the kite again. This time, I learned the lessons from the first two times, and with a lot of effort, I finally made a kite skeleton that satisfied me. Then I cut a piece of prepared paper into a square, drew a bird on it, named it "Happy Bird", brought glue and pasted the paper onto the skeleton, then tied the lines, and finally made a long tail at the back end of the kite. Taking my own handmade kite, I ran out of the house in a hurry, while the strong wind, "Happy Bird" spread its wings and flew freely in the blue sky.
This time, I not only learned how to make a kite, but also realized that there is nothing difficult in the world, only fear of the person who has the will.
Sixth grade kite flying essay 8
March 3 is the kite festival, so the afternoon school organized a kite-flying activities, students led by the teacher to go to the square, we are all excited, don't mention how happy.
To the square, began to fly a kite, we two groups, a person with a hand, another person holding the line, standing far away from the place, said "release", the line a tight one loose, the kite flew up in the air, the higher the higher, slowly over the treetops, dancing in the air. Holding the line of people running desperately, we shouted happily, at this time, look to the sky, a variety of kites, some like dancing butterflies; some like the wings of the eagle, and some like free soaring birds ...... colorful, dazzling, fluttering over the square, beautiful. Time passes quickly, the kite seems to smile, quietly slipped away.
We left this sea of joy, the world of kites. After flying the kite, we were so tired and exhausted that we could not stand up. Although we were very tired, but we were in a very happy mood, I think: in this current wonderful society, we naive young pioneers, how like the kites flying in the sky! We are the angels who fly freely and happily like angels, and our teachers are like the people who hold the kite line, who grasp the right direction of our flying and guide us to grow up healthily and happily. If there is no teacher's traction, or the kite breaks the line, we will be lost in these angels.