On Saturday, the sky was blue, Wan Li was cloudless and breezy. My parents took my brother and me to fly kites in New Century Square.

When I came to the square, I saw all kinds of kites floating in the blue sky, which were very beautiful. There are lovely goldfish, a red sun and a majestic tiger ... looking at the sky from a distance is like a colorful painting. The children are running happily and laughing. I am eager to join.

I can't wait to go to the place where kites are sold and choose an eagle kite. I went to the center of the square again and asked my father to teach me to fly a kite. Father said, "You pay off the line while running, and I'll let the kite fly slowly." I did as my father taught me. After two or three attempts, my kite finally flew into the sky, flying higher and higher.

Flying kites is really fun! I can't help but think of a poem in China's book: "The grass grows in February, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke." The children came back from school early and were busy flying kites in the east wind. "

Article 2: Composition of flying kites

Today, my mother took me to my grandmother's house to fly a kite. I am very excited.

My mother told me a trick when flying a kite. When flying a kite, you should run fast when taking off. Pay off the line when flying. If you feel that the thread in your hand is loose during the flight, the kite will fall immediately. At this time, take up the line quickly until it feels tight, so that the kite will not fall. I soon got the hang of it, and soon I flew the kite very high.

Kites fly freely in the sky like birds. I watched the kite fly proudly. Just then, the kite string broke because it was too high and the wind was too strong. The kite flew far out of control and soon fell to the ground. I ran a long way to get the kite back. Mother twisted the thread together again, and the kite can fly again.

In this way, time passed unconsciously, and my mother and I should go, so we had to reluctantly go. I like flying kites!

Article 3: composition on flying kites

On Saturday afternoon, my parents took me to the square to fly kites.

When I arrived at the square, I found so many people! The huge square is a bit crowded, and the wind is a bit strong today, which is just right for flying kites.

Dad immediately took me to the kite shop to choose kites. I took a fancy to Doraemon kite at first sight. I excitedly said to my father, "I want that Doraemon." Dad bought it for me right away.

I can't wait to fly to the square with my kite. Dad tied the kite and let me hold it. After he counted one, two and three, I threw the kite into the air. Dad quickly stepped back and slowly closed the line. The kite rises gradually and flies slowly to the high blue sky.

I looked at the sky, and countless kites were flying, colorful and beautiful! Some kites are like lovely birds, others are like dancing butterflies. ...

I also want to be a kite. How nice it is to fly freely in the sky!

Article 4: composition on flying kites

Saturday is a cloudy and windy day. Although I can't see my father-in-law's bright smiling face in the sky, my heart is sunny, because my father is taking me to fly a kite!

We came to the ecological park with kites and saw many kites in the sky, including eagles and butterflies, with different heights.

At first, the kite couldn't fly, and my father told me to wait until the wind came. At this moment, a gust of wind came. I run in front with a thread, and my father runs behind with a kite. When I threw it up, the kite shook the sky in the wind. I am very happy.

We had a good time. Suddenly, the kite wound around the branch. Dad tried many ways but failed to take it off. Finally, in order to avoid hurting the branches, my father had to break the thread and leave the kite on the tree. We went home sighing.

Although there are some regrets, through this incident, I understand a truth: not everything has a happy ending, but a process.

Article 5: composition on flying kites

On Saturday, my father took me to the ecological park to fly kites and enjoy the wonderful parent-child time. Hearing this, I clapped my hands and applauded, carrying a big goldfish kite and followed my father out.

When I came to the ecological park, I saw colorful kites floating in the sky, including swallows, pleasant goats, big butterflies and all kinds of beautiful ones.

Start flying kites! I took the big goldfish kite, my father took the spool, and we ran forward together. Dad shouted "release!" I threw the kite up hard, and it flew, and my father slowly put the line away. The kite flies higher and higher, over the distant treetops and into the blue sky. The "big goldfish" in the sky rises and falls for a while, like a fine horse galloping on the boundless grassland, free and interesting. I took the spool from my father's hand and ran happily, as if I were racing against the "big goldfish", with unspeakable excitement in my heart.

What a beautiful day!

Article 6: composition on flying kites

Today, my parents took me to the square to fly a kite.

When we first flew a kite in the shape of an airplane, my father showed it to me first. As a result, I was too involved. Look at the kite in the sky. The thread in my hand is missing, and my father doesn't know it yet. I was still flying it, and then the kite flew away.

We bought another kite in the shape of an eagle and flew it again. Father took the spool first, and I walked against the wind with the kite. Then, my father gave the order to fly, and I quickly let go. This time, the kite flew into the blue sky. I watched my kite fly freely in the sky, and I was proud! Suddenly, we got entangled with someone else's kite string, and the kite dropped sharply and fell into a tree and got stuck. We finally took it down. As soon as I saw it, the rope was knotted and we couldn't untie it at all. Later, I burned the knotted rope with a lighter, so we bought a hook and asked someone for help. Later, I flew a kite by myself, and I learned to follow the wind like my father.

I'm glad that we finally succeeded in flying.

Article 7: composition on flying kites

Sunday. In the afternoon, my father bought me a kite with a big head son. Let's fly kites together.

The fields are all green. How beautiful! First, Dad controlled the kite and let it fly slowly. Because the wind came and went, the kite was "unhappy" at first and fell into the ground. After a while, the wind became normal and we began to repeat the process just now. The kite flew higher and higher, and I applauded happily. Dad then handed the kite to me. I was a novice, so I left it there. I see it's going to fall. I rushed forward and suddenly there was a strong wind. Before running for a while, the kite flew again.

After a long time, my hands were tired, and then my father thought of a way to press the line with stones and let the kite fly freely, haha! Kites can't run.

My family chatted while flying kites in the field. Mom and dad said it was like going back to childhood. I really hope that time can slow down and let us enjoy this happy time!

Article 8: Composition of Flying Kites

Spring is coming, the grass sticks out its head, the flowers stick out their heads, and the butterflies begin to dance. This is a good time to fly kites.

It is sunny today. In the afternoon, my father took me to the square to fly a kite. When I arrived at the square, I looked up and saw many kites flying freely in the sky. Some are like "goldfish" and some are like "eagles" ... They are colorful, just like flowers in the spring garden, competing for beauty, and we can't wait to join them.

I raised my beloved "Butterfly" kite with both hands, and my father ran against the wind and shouted "One, two, three, fly!" "I immediately let go of my hand, and my father dragged the kite forward and paid off the line as he ran. I saw the kite stop shaking and get higher and higher. My "butterfly" finally flew into the "garden". I jumped for joy.

It didn't take long for the sun to sneak down the mountain. We closed the line and set foot on our way home. I always feel that I am still unfinished. I will fly kites again next time.

Article 9: Composition of flying kites

Spring has come and the weather is very warm. My parents and I go to the gym to fly kites on weekends.

The weather is fine, blue sky, white clouds and slight wind.

I see all kinds of kites in the sky: eagles, beautiful butterflies and lovely goldfish ... I can't wait to take out my "big white" and run to fly kites like others, but every time I fall to the ground, I can't fly to the sky. My father came over and told me the skills of flying kites. As my father said, I fly short first, then run against the wind and pay off the line while running. I tried twice. It worked the third time. Seeing my "great white" soaring all the way, my heart is full of joy.

It's getting late, the kite-flying people have gone home one after another, and my parents and I are reluctant to leave the stadium!