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March is a good time to fly kites. In the blue sky, there are white clouds, and colorful kites in the sky spread their wings and soar. Under the blowing of the wind, they seem to be colorful butterflies, which decorate the sky even more beautifully.

Today, I came to Dongzhou Park to fly a kite. On the green grass, young and old were playing with cheerful smiles, and I joined them.

I think kite flying is easy. But at the beginning, I was immediately given a dismount, and no matter how hard I tried, the kite just couldn't fly. I usually like to use my brain, but now I have become a little overwhelmed.

I calmed down and took a closer look, and it turned out that I had made a mistake in the direction of the wind. I threw the kite up against the wind, and then ran a few steps, and sure enough, the kite flew into the sky. It made me so happy that I jumped and jumped with joy.

At the moment when I was happy, the kite was like a fish in a stormy sea, constantly struggling in the air, and finally turned sharply and plunged headlong into the ground. My joy vanished. It turned out that I only cared about putting the string and didn't pull the string when the wind was strong, so the kite fell off and failed the second time.

The third time, I went to consult my father, and my father said: you have to learn the lessons of the first two failures and summarize the reasons why you didn't put it well. Think carefully and strive for this success.

After listening to my father's words, I put it back up confidently. I first put the kite on the ground, looked at the direction of the wind, and then sent it upwards, and the kite slowly rose into the sky. However, as if the wind was deliberately working against me, the wind suddenly changed, and the kite immediately began to descend.

At this time, I did not panic, I remembered my father's words, and I was in a hurry, sometimes I released the line easily, sometimes I was anxious to reel in the line, and finally my kite slowly rose again, and flew freely in the air. I stared at my kite and said to myself, "Ah!

It turns out that you have to use your brains in everything in order to achieve the final success. ”

At this time, there are more and more kites in the sky, including golden "little birds", fierce "eagles", cute "white doves" ......Dress up the sky in a colorful way. Look, how cute the kites are flying in the sky, like smiling faces! It takes our laughter and our hopes to the distant skies!

Happiness, everyone has happiness. What is Happiness? What is your happiness?

If you ask me, I will not hesitate to tell you that happiness is a simple thing, it is always by our side, there are many things that can make me happy, but I think I am the happiest when I fly a kite.

On Sunday, my friends and I each took our kites to the park for a kite flying competition. We divided into two groups and chose an impartial referee to set the rules of the game: whoever flies the kite low and falls first loses.

We each asked our little friends to help us lift the kite high and then ran on the grass. The other party's kite flew up first, I was anxious, like a grasshopper on a hot pot, in a hurry, then I remembered when I just learned to fly a kite, my mother told me about the kite flying skills: before flying a kite, you must know the direction and speed of the wind, and pay attention to the situation of the kite flying, until you feel that the wind is strong enough, when the kite climbs up, you can stop and slowly release the line.

I slowly calmed down and did what my mother told me, and after a while, the kite really flew up and caught up with the other party's kite. I carefully pulled the kite string, for fear that the kite would fall off. With my careful manipulation, the kite flew steadily in the sky.

Twenty minutes passed, and we were all sore in our hands. Under the sun, we were sweating profusely and exhausted. Finally, the other party couldn't hold on anymore, and their kite slowly fell.

I also slowly lowered the kite, and I cheered excitedly and clapped my hands. I was so tired, we flew the kite and went home, and although I was tired, I felt very happy at this time.

Flying a kite was tiring, but I felt happy! Happiness is all around us.

You can write about the making of the kite (to be abbreviated), then write about your mood when the kite is flying, and then write about the inspiration. That's it.

Good weather, good mood, breeze, kite flying with partners, blue sky and white clouds, lyrical, finished.

What is there and who is flying the kite, why can't you finish thinking about it?