Introduction: Kite flying is one of the traditional folk games and a custom of Qingming Festival. Kite is also called organ, paper kite, kite and paper kite. The following is a first grade kite flying diary example I compiled for you. I hope it can help you! Chapter 1: Kite Flying

Spring is coming quietly. Spring is the season of kite flying. We took advantage of the holiday to fly kites in Linghu Lake.

When we arrived at Linghu Lake, spring was everywhere: willow trees were combing their hair, and magnolias were rushing to emerge. It can really be described as "the grass grows and the orioles fly in the February sky, and the willows are lifted and drunk with the spring smoke".

We started flying kites. We put the huge kite on the string and ran into the wind. The kite carries our hopes and dreams, flying higher and higher among the blue sky and white clouds.

When the kite flies to a certain level, we stop and loosen and loosen the tension of the control line. The kite did not live up to our hopes. After a while, our kite became the highest and became a small black dot out of reach in the eyes of everyone.

We were not complacent and worked hard to reach the highest limit. Finally, our kite broke through the clouds and flew towards the sun. I think things are going really well, let's see if our kite can fly to the sun.

However, God is always fair. When we are full of hope and enthusiasm, the kite breaks the line unexpectedly, and the broken kite falls rapidly like a wounded bird. Suddenly, all the enthusiasm in my heart was gone, leaving only disappointment. I hurried to chase the kite, but it was too late. I could only watch the kite flying farther and farther away.

I had no choice but to buy another kite. I chose carefully and finally selected an Eagle kite.

Come on, eagle, flap your wings and fly. We place our hope on the eagle again, watch it flutter its wings and watch it fly high. We have once again become a bright spot that everyone is looking forward to, and our kites have once again dominated the world. Soaring in the sky is our pride! Time passed quickly, and before we were about to leave, we didn’t forget to look back and take another look. Chapter 2: Kite Flying Diary

Today, the weather is particularly good, the wind is gentle and the sun is shining brightly. I am also in a very good mood because my parents promised me that I can fly a kite at Electronic City Square today.

After lunch, my parents and I took my beloved red dragonfly kite and prepared to set off. My mother and I sat happily in the car. At this time, I heard the sound of "Dad setting off" and my mood suddenly changed. I felt even more cheerful, singing happy songs along the way, and arrived at the Electronic City Square before I knew it.

Look! Many people are flying kites, and there are more and more kites in the sky, which is very lively. The green "little swallow" is like a green leaf flying back and forth in the sky, and the red "centipede" tail swings like a ribbon hanging in the sky. The most beautiful kite is the "Big Butterfly". The red body is covered with colorful patterns, and its wings are rising slowly.

Let’s start flying. First, my father explained the method clearly to my mother and me, and my mother raised the kite high. Dad said: "Let it go!" I immediately ran forward. When I ran to the end, I saw the kite "somersaulting" behind me. My mother smiled and said, "Nini, you forgot to pay off the thread." I blushed immediately and said, "Do it again." This time I will never be careless. When I was ready, my father said: "Start!" So, I ran as fast as the wind, pulling out the thread while running. I turned around and saw that the kite had already flown into the sky...

At this time, I seemed to have turned into a beautiful kite, flying higher and higher in the blue sky... The colorful kites followed. The wind is rippling, so beautiful! ! ! Chapter 3: Kite Flying Diary

On a bright spring morning, there were no clouds in the sky, a breeze blew from a distance, and the breath of spring was on our faces. The weather was good, and many children ran to the park to fly kites. .

There are many small flowers and grasses there. There are also lively and cute birds and swallows flying freely in the blue sky.

The children came to the lawn with kites made by themselves, including swallows, caterpillars... Xiao Ming was the first to fly his kite. He let his kite run away slowly against the wind. There are more and more children flying kites. Their kites also flew higher and higher. They held the string in their hands. Their kite did not fly high at first, but one child insisted on flying the kite. As a result, his kite gradually rose and became the highest kite. There are also some children who have written their troubles on it, which means that their troubles have flown away, and they feel very comfortable. There are also some aunts and uncles who have written their troubles since childhood. The sky is colorful and colorful, and there are all kinds of kites. They played until dark, and then they slowly put down their kites. Some uncles, aunts and children who had written about their troubles cut their kites up, hoping that their troubles would fly away forever. Another day passed and there were many children, uncles and aunts flying kites in the park. They use kites to solve their troubles. They are very happy.

Chapter 4: Kite Flying Diary

When I woke up on Monday morning, I remembered that my sister said she wanted to fly a kite last night. I quickly put on my clothes, woke up my sleeping parents, and folded the quilt for them. After breakfast, we quickly drove to my sister’s house to pick her up and go out to fly a kite.

Dad drove us to the Bahe River and found a spacious place, but there was no wind there, and the kite didn't fly for a long time. We had to move to another place.

This time Dad took us to Bailuyuan. The terrain of Bailuyuan is very high. Standing on the edge of the plateau and looking into the distance, the scenery is so beautiful! The world in my eyes is like a big puzzle. Wheat fields, houses, rivers, sky are all part of the puzzle.

I was admiring it when my father called me: "Lele, fly the kite while there is wind!" I pulled the kite string and ran forward, and my father ran with me holding the kite. I felt the wind blowing. The kite blew up, and Dad quickly let go. Unfortunately, my line was too long and the kite carried one end. My mother came over with my sister in her arms and told me: "First put out a little line, wait until the kite flies, and then take advantage of the strong wind to put out the line bit by bit." I tried again according to my mother's instructions, this time The kite flies high and far. Seeing that I had learned it, my parents sat aside and watched me fly a kite with my sister. We played for a long time until our parents urged us to go home in the afternoon. My sister and I reluctantly walked into the car.

After I got home, I asked my mother: "Mom, can I take my sister to fly a kite in the future?" My mother said: "Yes!" I was very happy, and my sister and I were looking forward to it. One more time to hang out. Chapter 5: Kite Flying Diary

On a sunny morning, I got up and took a look. Yeah, it’s such a nice weather today! It certainly couldn’t be better than flying a kite. I shouted. With that said, I quickly took my brother to fly the kite.

When I rushed to the square, I saw that there were already so many people! "Come on, come and see." My brother was waving to me from a distance. I quickly ran over and asked what happened. "You stay here and see how others fly it. I'll buy a kite." After the brother said that, he ran away. After my brother walked away, I began to appreciate this wonderful scenery. Some of the students flew graceful cranes, some were small and exquisite centipedes, and some were flying ferocious eagles, parrots, butterflies and other kites. I was dazzled.

In the distance, I saw a few people sitting on the ground in twos and threes, cheering and cheering for the kite flyers. Others pull up the kite and it becomes tight and loose for a while, making them so unhappy! Just as I was thinking about it, the classmates all shouted: "It's about to fly away, hurry up and chase it!" I looked towards the crowd, and it turned out that it was the graceful crane that was trying to "escape". However, after everyone's efforts, the crane, which seemed noble and quiet but was actually very naughty, was finally recovered. We all let out a long breath. I was also worried about him.

Oh! My brother is back. My brother bought a green dragonfly kite. "Brother, I shouted "fly", "just fly it." "Okay." My brother pulled up the kite, and I shouted "fly" loudly. The big green dragonfly slowly rose into the blue sky. I was dancing with joy. The kite flew higher and higher, reaching the top of all the kites. I shouted loudly to my brother: "Our kite is at the top! Our kite is at the top!" My brother replied with a smile: "Well, this shows that my skills are good!" I smiled happily.

Ah, I am so happy today! Chapter 6: Kite Flying Diary

Spring is here, the grass is green, the trees are sprouting, and the spring breeze blows from time to time. This is the best time to fly a kite. This morning, my father and I came to Century Square to fly a kite.

Take out the thread reel, tie one end of the thread to the kite, and then fix the kite with two plastic rods. The preparations are complete. It can be said that "everything is ready, all we need is the east wind"! However, I found that the wind seemed to have some disease today. It was always blowing intermittently. Don’t let it affect our kite flying! Dad held the winding reel in his hand and stared at the kite, afraid of missing a little bit of wind. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and my father lifted the rope hard, and the kite flew up with a "whoosh". I prayed in my heart that the kite must fly! It turned out to be just as I expected - the wind was intermittent and the kite couldn't fly at all.

But we are not discouraged at all, because everything is difficult at the beginning. We regrouped and waited for the wind to arrive again. Another gust of wind came, and it was quite strong. The kite was carried directly to an altitude of twenty meters. I was secretly happy and thought, if it can't fly this time, it would be too bad. The result was disastrous, and the wind's old problem recurred - the wind stopped again. The kite fell straight down. Dad pulled the rope hard, trying to get the kite to fly up again. But still to no avail.

This time, I made up my mind to do a short run-up before the wind came. When the wind came, I immediately pushed hard to give the kite a lift. "Help". I tried my best to feed myself and ran towards the place where the wind was blowing. Another gust of wind blew, and I pushed hard, sending the kite to a height of five meters.

Dad also cooperated very well. He pulled hard and pulled the kite five meters higher. But the wind was unwilling, as if it just didn't want us to fly the kite - it stopped again.

This time we were more discerning and realized the truth that "a strong wind does not necessarily mean it is strong, and a light wind does not necessarily mean it is bad". That is, "a strong wind is likely to blow for a short time, and a small wind is likely to blow for a long time." Because if the wind is strong, it is likely to blow over in one go. If the wind is light, it is likely to blow for a long time. So we looked for Xiao Feng to release it. No matter the strong wind.

This time it really worked! A small gust of wind carried the kite slowly flying into the sky. Although it was very slow, its "sustaining power" was very strong. The kite gets higher and higher, and finally becomes a small black dot...

This is the scene when I fly the kite, everyone come together! Chapter 7: Kite Flying Diary

I woke up on Saturday morning and saw the bright spring scenery outside the window and the gentle breeze. Suddenly an ancient poem appeared in front of me: "The grass grows and the orioles fly in the February sky, and the willows blow on the embankment and are drunk by the spring breeze. Children come back early from school and are busy taking advantage of the east wind to fly kites." I think it would be a pity not to fly kites in such good weather! So, I begged my father to take me to the Civic Square to fly a kite.

On the way to the square, we found that the kite string was broken and we had to buy another roll. When I came to the stall selling kites, the merchant said that there are many kinds of strings, including 50 meters, 150 meters, 200 meters... I chose the longest one without hesitation. I thought with disdain: If the line is too short, it will not show my "level" when flying the kite!

Arrive at the Civic Square. Wow, it’s so empty here, it’s really a unique place to fly a kite! Looking at the sky again, there are so many types of kites: there are fairy kites with fluttering sleeves; there are menacing shark kites; there are naive panda kites; and there are majestic long dragon kites... I just fly my kites easily when I see others. God, I can't help but feel itchy. I put on my gloves and asked my father to hold the kite and tie the line. Dad told me: "Pay attention! When you fly a kite, you must pay attention to the wind direction, pay attention to..." I didn't listen at all, and casually said a few words: "I know, I know!" I thought to myself: Flying a kite What's so difficult? How annoying! So, before a strong wind arrived, we quickly got ready to fly the kite: Dad held the kite, and I held the kite string tightly, waiting for the "big arrival" of the wind.

When the wind came, my father threw the kite and I quickly put the line down. After a while, the kite slowly flew into the sky. I proudly said to my father, "Look, I just said flying a kite is easy!" He had no choice but to shake his head and go to the side to take photos. I'm not finished yet! The kite fluttered down. What's going on? Well, the wind must have calmed down, let’s try it again! But the second time, the third time... the situation seemed to be getting worse each time, and I started to feel depressed and sad. At this time, my father came over and said to me: "The most important thing when flying a kite is: if the kite string has tension, you let it go; if there is no tension, you take it in. Give it a try with this method, and you will definitely be able to do it." Okay!" I did as my father said with some hesitation. This time, the kite really took off, flying higher and farther. I succeeded, I can finally fly a kite!

After I got home, I realized: "What you see on paper is only shallow in the end, but you must know that you have to do it". All things are "easy to see flowers but difficult to embroider"! Chapter 8: Kite Flying Diary

Watching my neighbor’s Miaomiao proudly show off her new kite to me, I couldn’t help but pestered my father to help me buy a “smiley face” kite. As soon as I got home, I wanted to put it high in the blue sky. I don’t know if it’s because my kite-flying skills are not very good, or because Granny Feng is deliberately going against me. For the first time, I struggled for a long time and still failed to send the "smiley face" kite into the sky. The second time, the kite finally flew as high as grandma's greenhouse, and fell to the ground again. Looking at the kite lying on the ground, I felt helpless.

It’s another Sunday, and the spring breeze is blowing. I made up my mind: I must put my beloved "smiling face" in the sky today. So I asked my "Zhiduoxing" dad to be my "strategist" when flying kites. I was carrying the kite, and my father was holding the spool, and we soon came to the field road. The neighbor's "little one" also ran to watch the fun. Seeing people cheering for me doubled my confidence.

I started flying the kite. Under the guidance of my father, I used the "smiley face" tail to test the wind direction. Then I raised the kite and backed up while flying the line in the direction of the wind, almost leaving my father. When Dad was five or six meters away, a gust of wind blew in his face, and Dad shouted "Let go!". I quickly threw the kite into the sky, then pulled the string and ran, releasing the string as I ran. Ah, the "smiley face" flew higher and higher, and I danced with joy. But after a while, the kite swayed here and there as if it was drunk, and fell straight down. My heart became anxious and pounding. Upon seeing this, my father commanded: "Pull the string back and adjust the posture of the kite." I immediately executed it, and it really worked. The kite rose again and flew higher. The neighbor's "little boy" shouted: "Feili, Feili..." I got excited and just put out the line. What's worse, the string was not reinforced, and the kite "sprinted" out like a wild horse.

I was dumbfounded, but that "smiling face" seemed to be saying: "I am finally free!" It continued to fly to the northwest, and in a while it flew over the fields, over the ditches, over the river... I didn't I was willing to let my kite walk away like this, and I ran towards it with a loud shout. The kite seemed to hear my call and landed on a tree.

"Hoo——" A gust of wind blew by, and the "smiling face" was swinging different POSS on the tree, as if it was making faces with me. Seeing my beloved kite recovered, I smiled happily. Flying a kite three times allowed me to try and fail, and it also allowed me to enjoy the joy of success.

Flying a kite is such a joy!