Kite topic composition 1 Qingming small holiday arrived, and my father promised to take me to fly kites.
This afternoon, my parents took me to Butterfly Garden Square. When I got there, my father asked my mother to accompany me to a booth to choose kites. I chose a colorful kite. I had my own kite, and I was so happy! Looking at other people's kites, so beautiful and so high, I really want to throw them out at once and compare them.
When I bought a kite, I expressed my happiness. Dad quickly helped me to connect the wires, put the bracket on, and you can put it away! I threw the kite into the air with one hand and quickly let go with the other. Seeing that the kite is about to fly, it just doesn't listen, like a naughty little doll, it keeps rolling and finally falls. I tried several times, and I was exhausted! It turns out that flying a kite is not as simple as I thought. But I didn't lose heart. I had a rest and was ready to keep trying. This time, I asked my father to return the thread for me. I held a kite and shouted to my father not far away, "Dad, I let it go." Dad nodded, and then I threw the kite up. When dad saw it, he quickly untied the thread and continued to pull. After a while, the kite still fell. We tried again and again, but we failed once. I didn't go home until dusk. On the way, I thought, I can't believe I can't let go. I will fly a kite again tomorrow. These movements are vivid and accurate. The next day, I went straight to Wenyou Square with my kite. When I got there, I saw Doraemon and Eagle flying in the sky with wings, as if catching prey ... Looking at these kites, I believe my colorful kites will fly to the blue sky and make friends with them. I picked up the kite and flung it into the sky. My body quickly ran back with the thread, and the kite was about to fly to the sky! I don't know where the strange wind came from. The kite lost its way like a drunkard, then rushed down like a fall and landed on my head mercilessly, like throwing a pot of cold water on me.
Can combine what you see with what you imagine. The last day of the small holiday happens to be Qingming. My father, my mother and I went back to our hometown in the countryside to sweep the grave early in the morning. The day before, we agreed to worship our ancestors before going to other places to try. When I went to the field, my mother ran hard with a kite. At this moment, I seem to see a glimmer of hope, and the kite is rising bit by bit. "Oh, my God, it's going to be put up!" Finally, in an instant, my kite flew higher and higher as if it suddenly had wings, and the connection was not long enough. The events of this day can be deleted. I am so excited! In this way, I put it for a long time. What a fulfilling little holiday!
On Sunday morning, it was sunny and sunny. Over the South Gate Square, a group of cute little animals are flying. There are eagles, parrots, butterflies, centipedes, cranes and so on. It's really multipolar, countless. To tell the truth, this is not a real small animal, but a kite that people are flying.
There are many people flying kites in the square, standing, sitting and running. I saw that they all looked up with their mouths open, with a spool in one hand and a long line in the other, and their eyes were tightly fixed on their kites.
High in the sky, an "eagle" and a "swallow" are flying high; I saw "Swallow" flying higher and higher, almost surpassing "Eagle". At this time, the owner of "Eagle" was not to be outdone, and kept the spool in his hand. Next to them, several "cranes" are dancing, and the "centipede" on its head is twisting its long tail and dancing in the air with the wind. There are a lot of people watching here, all of them are on their backs, pointing and talking.
My father and mother are also flying kites. We released the little Swallow 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 paying off the line. Our "Swallow" soon flew and flew higher and higher.
Just when I was admiring the majestic posture of the swallow, I suddenly felt that the kite line in my hand was much tighter. Ah! It turns out that my "swallow" is going to fly high. I'll pay the line right away When I was lying there, I felt the thread in my hand start to loosen again. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? This is my little "swallow" telling me again that it wants to stop and enjoy the beautiful scenery in Xi 'an!
Suddenly I feel that the kite string in my hand is constantly shaking. I want to know what my little swallow is going to do. At this moment, an old man told me, "Little friend, our kite strings are intertwined." I was puzzled and asked, "How do you know?" Grandpa told me this and that. Later, with the help of my father, the kite string wrapped around my grandfather was finally untied. My little "swallow" flew smoothly again.
At this time, I told my mother that flying a kite feels really good; Mother said, "Flying kites has many benefits! It is not only a kind of entertainment, but also a kind of fitness exercise. It is of great benefit to exercise people's limbs, improve their eyesight, and prevent and treat cervical spondylosis and spinal diseases. " After listening to my mother's words, I like kites more. As long as I have time, I will often come to Nanmen Square to fly kites.
Kite topic composition 3 Kite is something people are familiar with and like. Everyone likes flying kites, so coke is bad for us this Friday. What did you ask? Of course it has something to do with kites. It turns out that there was a kite flying at the class meeting on Friday afternoon! As soon as I think of that scene, I will immediately feel the spring breeze.
Looking forward to the stars and the moon is easier than looking forward to this day. It's hard-won, and the whole class can't help but be filled with joy. In the afternoon, kites are everywhere in the class. There are many kites of this kind and birds of that kind ... It's time to hold a kite auction. Just after class, kites have been unfolded, large and small, dense, full of tables, out of sight. The teacher took us to the playground. With flying kites, our hearts flew into the clouds.
My kite is triangular, and the colors are all rainbows. It is very beautiful. I put some strings on the kite first, then when it started, I threw it up, ran against the wind, let the strings out and sent them up with my other hand. Get up, get up, the kite is coming! It danced in the sky for a while, but the sky didn't meet people's wishes. The wind died down, stopped, and kites fell like fallen leaves. I took a little thread, thinking it would be better, but the kite didn't fall worse. The wind, why not blow! eye
Watching the kite fall on the ground, I quickly ran over and patiently closed the line. It doesn't matter, it's all wind; I comforted myself. It's windy again. "Hu Jingya, please help me carry it." I said the line. Hu Jingya picked up the kite and I said "OK". She let go, so the kite once again wanted to get close to the white clouds and chat with the birds. I ran and quickly ran from one end of the playground to the other. What should I do? I have to run with the wind. Let's run faster, but I have no strength, so the kite took away my enthusiasm and brought my loss back to my lost eyes. This idea once again forced me to run happily to the kite, pick up the thread and patiently take it away ... I repeated the "tragedy" again. So again, twice, three times ... again and again. The wind, all blame the wind. My sadness has not been repeated in some students, and it is quite good for some students to fly kites. Looking up, there is a kite whispering to the white clouds in the sky. This is Liu Xingyu's kite. He has been able to stand still. His eyes were fixed on the kite in the sky, but his hand was shaking the winding tool, and he couldn't see whether it was winding or paying off. His kite is flying in the air, but the wind has stopped and his kite, which has been swimming in the sky for a long time, can't fall down.
I failed, but I want to learn from my failure. Flying kites is also philosophical! I want to tell you:
Whether a kite is good or not depends not on its price, but on whether it flies high or not!
Kite topic composition 4 I finally flew!
At this time, a kite as blue as the sky is flying in the sky, and a young woman is pulling the glue line below, while Xu is alive and pulling it tightly. The woman ran away, and so did the kite.
Kate has a pair of blue eyes, deep and clear. He flew into the sky and looked at the scenery under his feet. On the green grassland, the grass grows knee-high, and occasionally there are wild flowers, red and yellow, which are fragmentary, red dragonflies, gorgeous butterflies ... kites in the sky, blowing the whistling wind, are so huge that he suddenly wants to sing. "La-"He kept watching, soft white clouds brushed his body and birds flew around.
He saw a sea in the distance. On the edge of the green grassland, the waves of the sea are swaying, the transparent waves are blooming one after another, and the gentle sound of the walrus is endless. There are flying seabirds, shells and fishing boats. All this makes kites so fascinated.
Kites want to fly, fly far away, and can't reach them.
It's just that he can't get rid of that thread.
He struggled to break free. He began to hate and complain that the thread that tightened her body made her unable to be free and hindered her progress.
I don't think he thought about it. After breaking free, I am even less free. The resistance brought by the wind is greater than the resistance of the line. In the wind, the only support of a kite is the thread. Behind the strong wind, the thread supported him. And once there is no thread, the kite will be washed away by the wind, and the kite can only be fragile.
This reminds people of modern education. Students always say that the school has too many constraints and helplessness and can only be influenced by exam-oriented education. It's not funny. It's a little numb. It is said that what should be a bright sunflower can only be a huge ugly dark green leaf or a dying crimson stamen. In fact, from another angle, in-depth education, those constraints in school are like hands pulling kite strings, while students, we are flying kites. Sometimes, the big hand dragging the glue line is inevitably paranoid and anxious. And we can only be dragged feebly.
The most important thing is to remember to enjoy flying There is always unbearable fatigue and sadness on the road, but so what. From the beginning, I have those deep and crystal eyes. I face them with a cheerful attitude, remember all kinds of scenery, face them positively and calmly.
Watch your flight!
However, the kite still did not wake up.
He worked hard and finally held off the line. Sure enough, he was floating in the wind. Then, it was torn by the wind.
The woman below bowed her head in frustration and had to go home and stab another one.
Kite topic composition 5 Our community neighborhood committee will organize community children to fly kites in the gym every spring on holidays. We like this activity very much. If we are experts in flying kites, it belongs to Ding Xiaoyu.
Ding Xiaoyu is not tall, with big bright eyes shining under her long eyelashes. He can see at a glance that he is a clever man. He made his own kite. He is a big dragonfly this year, a Chinese next year, and so on every year; In the competition, he won the championship twice in a row and became famous in the community.
Flying kites this year, I took the lead as his assistant. This time, he creatively made a colorful "parachute"; As soon as he got to the stadium, he put the kite on the ground and pulled the string. When he saw that the force was uniform, he held it in the air and observed the direction in which the ribbon fluttered. Let me lift the kite in the wind. He shouted, "Let go!" Unfortunately, he didn't run far, so the kite shook and fell headlong; I ran in a hurry. Ding Xiaoyu fingers with the spool, winding, while thinking about coming. People go to the front and the lines are closed. How neat!
I was in a hurry, and he said, "Nothing, just fix it." I saw that he lifted the ribbon on the right side of the kite and tore it off with a swish. He just took out a wide ribbon from his pocket and inserted it in the middle of the lower edge of the kite. He winked at me and said confidently, "That's good!" "
Just then, his old rivals Liang Guanghua and Yang Haibin came up with kites and quipped, "Champion, dare to have a competition?" In this way, they successfully released Shayan and Dragonfly. I waited anxiously for their orders; With a "release!" He paid off the line as he ran like hell. Colored parachutes drag long ribbons straight up like satellites. Just before catching up with Shayan and Dragonfly, Ding Xiaoyu suddenly stopped. I don't understand: "Why don't you return it?" He kept pulling the rope with his right hand and said to me, "if the rope is long, it will not work." Kites have only a distance and no height. " While speaking, his fingers fiddled with the spool. I watched him pick up the line and cried in surprise, "What, don't you compete with them?" He hurriedly explained: "Take up the line and tighten the strength!" I looked up, not good! The kite has fallen! Liang Guanghua and Yang Haibin shouted in the distance: "Parachute, of course!" Who knows, just as they were elated, Ding Xiaoyu suddenly made a fortune and ran away, making a fortune as he ran. The kite immediately pulled up with all its strength, leaving "Shayan" and "Dragonfly" far behind. The parachute became a small satellite. I was so excited that I patted Ding Xiaoyu on the shoulder and asked, "You really have a unique skill. What tactics is this? " He said to me, "I just closed the line and improved my level." I let go and ran hard, and the kite was blown higher and higher in the air. I nodded with conviction, glad that I found the right teacher this time and learned the truth.
Needless to say, the result of the competition is of course that Ding Xiaoyu won the championship again!
Kite Topic Composition 6 In the small village of Bigani, there are a group of free and happy kites.
When the weather is clear and sunny, you can see all kinds of colorful kites floating in the sky. Some of them are like butterflies, some like frogs, some like white rabbits, and some like birds.
The kite that looks like a white rabbit is very timid. Because she is afraid of heights, she always flies very low, so she can only see a small fruit forest, a small pond and a small village at a time. The kite that looks like an eagle is very strong and flies very high. Every time his friends tell him, you should pay attention to safety! But he is ungrateful and self-righteous, and he laughs at others for being timid, hum! Mind your own business, coward, you will never surpass me. Several times, he was reckless and almost had an accident! In this group of kites, there is also a very humble little kite, like a yellow leaf. She doesn't have other people's beautiful and charming clothes, and she doesn't have a pretty face. She keeps silent every day.
One day, the sun was shining and there were no clouds in Wan Li. Everyone is still having a good time. Some are singing, some are dancing and some are playing hide and seek. Just then, the sun disappeared, the sky was overcast, and soon there was lightning and thunder, and there was a storm. No, a storm is coming. Let's hide! There was a panic in the kite group, and everyone fled for their lives: some were shaking badly and frightened, so they couldn't fly. Look, the little white rabbit is pale and at a loss, crying: help! Some were blown to the east and west by the strong wind and fell to the ground, becoming dirty. Look, that conceited eagle is hanging on a telephone pole at the moment. He lost his prestige and was depressed. I really shouldn't be complacent and not listen to advice. If I had been careful, I wouldn't have fallen down now. The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the rain is getting heavier and heavier, but none of them can stop the determination of the little kite. She struggled to fly high, the wind made her stagger and the heavy rain made her unable to open her eyes. At this time, she knew in her heart: I can't give up, I must resist. Gradually, the wind stopped, the rain stopped, and the sun showed a bright smile. The kite opened its eyes wide and saw the endless blue sea and golden beach. From a distance, there is a beautiful rainbow on the horizon! Wow, it's beautiful! She was soon fascinated by the scenery and quietly listened to the beautiful songs of the sea. Laughter and laughter on the beach, people chasing and playing, the little kite suddenly felt an indescribable excitement: she finally flew out of Bigani village, flew to a wider world, and saw more beautiful scenery she had never seen before!
Dear readers and friends, we must remember what Confucius said: All bets are off, but modest gains. The indomitable and fearless struggle spirit of Little Kite is worth learning from all of us!
Kite topic composition 7 The sun is like blood, the breeze is like a shadow, the lonely shadow lingers in the forest, the flowers wither and the leaves remain. The afterglow of the setting sun hits the trees by the river and refracts into the distance through the dead leaves under the trees. A mother and son, holding kites, fly their "ideals". Tension, pull, circle, pay-off, a series of actions make the kite fly higher and higher, farther and farther.
Some people say: children are kites, and parents are kites. I want to let the child out, but I'm worried that the child will get hurt.
Children are the most desirable and precious thing in every parent's life. As children, we understand, we understand, and we deeply appreciate all the ideals and hopes you have placed on us.
Mom, we secretly watched you run hard for countless times to release the sweat drops we left behind. Countless times I watched you let go, but we were unwilling to fall down and let you shed sad tears. We are deeply touched, deeply experienced and deeply ashamed.
So, we made up our minds, and we kept working hard, hoping that one day, the wind would be in cloud flying. With mother's hope and blessing, God saw bright colors.
But just when we were ready, you suddenly got scared. I'm afraid we can't stand the impact of thunderstorms and strong winds. You are afraid that we will be wronged a little and make a mistake. You are afraid that we will fly too high and too far, where you can't see; You cover your eyes with floating clouds, and even fear that "I will leave you like this, I don't know how long I will leave", lest we leave you!
So, you keep tightening the thread in your hand, fearing that the thread will be pulled in the wrong direction; When the sunny day turned cloudy, when the wind was tighter, just as we were approaching the clouds, you pulled us back without any worries.
I feel the most precious love you have given us in the world, but at the same time it has put shackles and shackles on our ideals, and there is also a trace of bitterness and helplessness in my heart; Do you know what it's like to watch other kites fly in the clouds again and again?
We know it's hard to rest assured, and it's even harder to let go. We understand your worries and worries, but which child wants to go out of his mother's sight? How can we fly out of your sight?
We only hope that you have the courage to let go of your thread and give us enough space to soar, explore and pursue our original ideals. Just like when the wind blows, the kite-flying person loosens the kite string and tightens it in a limited way. We just want you to stretch the line in your hand and let us fly high in the wind!
In fact, life is like flying a kite. You should relax, be loose and important, and have the courage and belief not to be afraid of being shot down by the storm. Before flying kites with others, we were at the same height. After flying, we should surpass our opponents in the wind and rain and enjoy great fun in surpassing. We have surpassed difficulties and hardships, just like kites have surpassed clouds and felt the joy of success!
Chaoyang Dongsheng, lush green trees, mountains and plains, endless. The beauty of the morning light is scattered on the trees by the river and refracted into the sky by the green leaves on the trees. That kite is us!