1.放風(fēng)箏英語作文 篇一
Spring has arrived, it is a sunny day. The spring breeze blows gently, and Xiaoming, Xiaohong, and Xiaodong hold two kites together and come to the verdant grass to fly kites.At this moment, brave eagle kites and over sixty flexible centipede kites were floating in the tender blue sky... Seeing so many kites, Xiaoming excitedly said to Xiaodong, "You hold the kite, I hold the kite string. When the wind comes, I run and you fly." Xiaodong jumped up happily and said, "Alright!"
In no time, the wind came. Xiaoming was holding a kite string while slowly running. Xiaodong lifted the kite high, looked at Xiaoming, laughed, and then let go. At this moment, Xiaoming ran quickly and the kite flew high. Xiaoming smiled and looked at his own kite. The kite swings back and forth, flying higher and higher, like a bird flying in the sky. Suddenly, a butterfly kite appeared next to Xiaodong's kite. It turned out to be Xiaohong's kite. Xiaoming looked at it and felt that the butterfly kite was dancing gracefully in the sky like a big butterfly. Two kites made a hissing sound, as if singing joyful songs while playing non-stop in the sky.
They laughed while running. The sun has set, the wind has stopped, and the tender blue sky has turned into a fiery red. They are also tired, lying on the verdant grass. Xiaoming said, "Flying kites is really fun!"
2.放風(fēng)箏英語作文 篇二
On a sunny and sunny morning, my dad took me to the park in Zheng Fei's residential area to fly a kite.As soon as we arrived at the park and looked into the sky, there were many kites in the sky! There are various colors and shapes, including red, green, black and white, white, purple... There are also many shapes, such as triangles, circles, trapezoids, eagles, squares... With so many colors and shapes, the blue sky becomes colorful.
After Dad installed the kite, we started flying it. When Zhong was about to fly a kite, I looked up at someone else's kite and thought to myself: everyone else's kite is flying so high, but my kite has not yet taken off. I must fly the kite, and it must be higher than everyone else's kite. I am in front of the kite, holding the kite string, and my dad is holding the kite at the back. We started running at the same time, and while we were running, Dad released the kite, but it didn't fly. We tried again, but still couldn't succeed. Until the third time, we finally succeeded. I carefully placed it on the kite line, and without realizing it, my kite was taller than others. I was very happy in my heart, and we played here for a while before returning home.
I'm really happy flying kites here today. The experience of flying kites again next time has taught me a lesson: persistence is enough to succeed in anything.
3.放風(fēng)箏英語作文 篇三
"Children return early from school and are busy flying kites in the east wind." Whenever I read this poem, I think of flying kites.That day, I really wanted to fly a kite, so I asked my mom to buy a Spider Man patterned kite. I said enthusiastically, "Mom, let's go fly a kite." My mom agreed when she saw that the weather was nice today. I ran to the grass with one hand holding the kite and the other holding the hahaha hand.
There are so many people on the grass, almost all of them fly kites. After we found an open space, we started flying kites. I didn't know how to fly kites yet, so I asked my mother to give me a demonstration. My mother took a deep breath with a string and put on a running posture. I shouted to the side, "Let's fly!" My mother ran quickly and the kite slowly rose. It turned out that my mother was slowly releasing the string. When the kite reached a certain height, my mother didn't release the string anymore. Instead, she tightly grasped the string and shook her hands. My mother finished it, and it was my turn to do it. I learned how to haha. I ran and the kite really started flying. I was extremely happy. I only focused on watching the kite, but ended up hitting someone. It turned out that flying a kite couldn't be half hearted, and I continued to fly, failing time and time again, and standing up again and again. Finally, I succeeded and learned the true meaning of "traveling every day, not afraid of thousands of miles. Doing often, not afraid of millions of things.".
Flying kites has made my childhood more interesting. I really hope my childhood steps can be slower!
4.放風(fēng)箏英語作文 篇四
"Children come back early from school and are busy flying kites in the east wind." As spring arrived, I couldn't help but go to the park to fly kites. I said to my mother, "I want to go to the park to fly a kite." My mother said, "Okay." So we went to the park together with the kite.Along the way, my mother and I saw many scenery, such as small grass, flowers, big trees... The most visible ones were flowers, including apricot blossoms, peach blossoms, pear blossoms... Among these flowers, the most I saw was peach blossoms. When I see peach blossoms, I think of my favorite peach.
Arrived, arrived, my mother and I came to the park. Ah。 The park is really crowded, and my mother and I finally found an empty spot without anyone standing. I flew the kite and saw that it was butterfly shaped, with many colors on it, including yellow, pink, blue, and green. I held the string in my left hand and the axis for releasing the string in my right hand, running and running hard... My butterfly kite finally flew up. I made the string longer, and the kite flew higher and farther. Unexpectedly, the good times didn't last long. The wind stopped and the kite fell off. I was very sad and thought to myself: after only a while, the wind stopped. Just when I was feeling sad, my mother shouted loudly, "Shake the string quickly." I quickly shook my thumb and saw the kite fly again. I was very happy in my heart and shouted loudly, "Yes, the wind is rising again!"!
After a while, my mother said, "It's 5 o'clock, let's go home." I packed my kite and reluctantly went home. I thought to myself: how wonderful it would be if I could play a little longer!
5.放風(fēng)箏英語作文 篇五
In the eyes of the public, playing games seems to be a bad behavior. In fact, it's not like this: games are not just a form of entertainment, they are also a manifestation of children's fun, and a manifestation of people's attitudes towards life.Today, the game I am introducing to you is very ancient. In Gao Ding's poem, it is mentioned: "Children return early from school, busy flying kites in the east wind." Let me first introduce the gameplay to you: it is to run with a kite. When there is wind, run against the wind, run faster, and the kite will fly soon; When there is no wind, no matter how fast you run, you may not be able to fly. Kites really rely on the wind to fly.
Kites come in various shapes and colors: black bats, purple black eagles, and red phoenixes... all of them are lifelike and overwhelming.
Children usually like to fly kites in spring because of the wind, and kites can be placed in different places.
In spring, kites fill the sky. The cloudless sky suddenly became rich and colorful. Those exquisitely crafted kites, complemented by the azure sky, are magnificent and make people admire them immediately upon seeing them.
That kite, like carrying the ideals of children and the hopes of adults, slowly drifts into the clouds... People see kites as if they have seen their childhood, always showing a knowing smile.
6.放風(fēng)箏英語作文 篇六
Flying kites is one of China's traditional cultures. One day, my cousin and I made an appointment to fly a kite together, so we came to a lawn. I was holding a kite, while my younger brother was holding a string. The string slowly spread out, tightening and loosening, and I almost got into a tree. However, my younger brother kept rising and falling, unable to control the kite. He stood there, unsure of what to do, and tears were about to fall. I didn't know what to do when I saw my younger brother like this. He ran over and said to me with tears in his eyes, "Sister, you can teach me!" Seeing my younger brother looking at me so naively, how could I not agree! I readily agreed, so I started teaching hand to hand. "First, hold the string with your left hand, then use your right hand to hold the kite and slowly run over, running faster and faster. When it's very high, you can stop and slowly pull to stop falling." I said calmly, and my younger brother listened carefully to my explanation. After our efforts, the kite finally flew up, and he happily clapped his palm. Although flying a kite is a small matter, at the same time, I have learned from it that no matter what you do, as long as you are willing to work hard, you can succeed. That's why I deeply love flying a kite!
7.放風(fēng)箏英語作文 篇七
I remember last year, when the sky was clear, my dad and I happily went to fly kites after breakfast.We arrived at Jiatianxia Square, and there were already many people flying kites. Look, how high that eagle flies! There are also kites with many little goldfish and butterflies. Seeing this scene, I thought to myself: My kite must fly higher than them.
I asked my dad to lift my dragonfly kite upright. I held the spool and stepped back against the wind while releasing the string. When it was over ten meters away, I loudly said to my dad, "Fly!" Dad let go of the kite, and I turned around and grabbed it, running quickly. Running, suddenly the kite fell to the ground. I was very frustrated, but I didn't give up. I went to a larger open space to fly a kite, and finally I got the kite up. I ran and flew the string, occasionally pulling the string, and my kite flew higher and higher. Look, how beautiful my big dragonfly is! Wings fluttered back and forth, as if dancing in the sky. My mood suddenly improved.
Although kites are difficult to fly, flying kites is such a fun thing!
8.放風(fēng)箏英語作文 篇八
The weather is nice today. The teacher took me and my classmates to fly kites at Huaidi. The students bring a variety of kites, including bats, butterflies, and fighter jets; There is a vase, tiles, and a sailor hat. I put it together with Kong Weihao. His kite is a fighter jet, and we take turns flying it. Kites fly higher and farther in the air. Our hearts also flew with the kite into the sky.Due to the strong wind, our fighter jet's nose was damaged by the boom and couldn't fly anymore. We had to bid farewell to the fighter jet. Go and let Zhu Zhiwei play his Doraemon with him. Let's play together. We sometimes play on the embankment, and sometimes we run to play under the Huai embankment. We were playing and laughing and talking, extremely happy.
Next year, I will also come to Huaidi to fly kites.
9.放風(fēng)箏英語作文 篇九
Spring has arrived, the warm spring flowers are blooming, the spring breeze brushes against the face, and the little swallows fly back from the south. There are colorful small flowers blooming in the park, tender green willow branches dancing like long braids in the wind, little ducks swimming freely in the water, and Xiaoming happily flying kites in the park.Xiao Ming was holding a string in one hand and a kite in the other, waiting for the wind to come. The wind came and Xiaoming began to fly the string, but at the beginning, too many strings were flown and the kite fell. Xiaoming could only wait for the next gust of wind. The next gust of wind came, and Xiaoming slowly flew the long string. In no time, the kite flew high, all flying above the clouds. Xiaoming's kite seemed to be proudly saying, "I, you're not as high as me." The other kites were also saying, "Don't be proud, we'll catch up with you.". The wind suddenly stopped, and Xiaoming's kite fell from mid air. The other kites said, "Pride will fall behind.".
Xiaoming picked up the kite that had fallen on the ground and happily went home. After he returned home, he happily shared today's interesting experience of flying kites with his parents.
10.放風(fēng)箏英語作文 篇十
Saturday noon, sunny and sunny, it's a nice day. My mother said she wanted to take me to fly a kite, and I heard a jump three feet high. We arrived at the small park, prepared the kite first, and then attached a long rope to it, waiting for the spring breeze to blow. But it hasn't been here for a long time, and just as we were impatient, waves of spring breeze came one after another. I quickly cheered and wanted to send the kite to the sky. But no matter how hard I try in the wind, I can't fly the kite. I sweated profusely and said to my mother, "I'm exhausted, I don't want to let go." After saying that, I turned around and left. My mother grabbed me and said earnestly, "You can't give up halfway. Giving up easily is the enemy of success." I lowered my head in shame. When another spring breeze blew, we worked together and finally flew the kite into the sky. I spun the string and bounced and danced in the wind, watching the flying kites in the air. I screamed loudly, "Wow, it's so beautiful!"
