Fly Kites
Today is a shining day, the sky is blue, the wind is strong. My grandfather and I are going to the park to fly kites.
My grandfather takes me to the People's Park. We fly my "Rocket". "The wind is too strong, the kite can't fly!" I say. My grandfather looks and says, "Let me try!" "Sure!" So my grandfather catches the string and I hold the kite. "Follow me, one, two, three, run!" I run with my grandfather quickly. Oh! It's so wonderful! The kite is flying up with the wind. I am so happy and ask my grandfather, "Why can't I fly it up, but you can?" My grandfather says with a smile on his face, "Because you fly the kite against the wind." "Oh, I see." I nod my head happily.
We play in the park until late. We enjoy ourselves. |