Look at pictures, write a composition and fly a kite in the second volume of Chinese language for third grade students

1. Reading pictures and writing essays in the second volume of the third grade

Flying a Kite

On a sunny Sunday, Xiaoli, Mingming and Xiaohua came together Go to the park to fly a kite. The scenery in the park is charming: there are a few cotton candy-like white clouds floating in the blue sky, and the green lawn stretches as far as the eye can see. Xiaoli brought her beloved butterfly kite, which is colorful and beautiful. Mingming and Xiaohua brought the swallow kites they made together. There are so many people flying kites in the park! There was a child in the distance. He was holding the string of the kite and trotting against the breeze. The kite danced slowly in the air. The children's parents also smiled when they saw their children's excitement. There is also a red goldfish kite in the sky. When the breeze blows, the "goldfish" seems to be swimming in the water. Suddenly another "eagle" flew over. oops! There is also a mighty "dragon"! So cool! Looking at it, Mingming and Xiaohua's hands also felt itchy. Xiaohua raised the swallow kite above his head, clearly pulling on the kite string, and said: "I will count 1, 2, 3 later, and you will let go." Xiaohua nodded. "1, 2, 3!" The swallow kite flapped its wings and rose into the sky. It went up and down, like playing with the birds, like playing hide and seek with the white clouds. They had so much fun!

General comments: This article is a picture composition. The picture is about a group of children flying kites. In addition to describing the content in the picture, this article also combines the author's own imagination, such as the posture of the kite flying into the sky, the reaction of the children, etc. The article also uses many rhetorical techniques, with vivid images and rich imagination. 2. An essay on flying a kite, third grade volume 2, 300 words

The following are some examples of essays on flying a kite:

1. Title: Flying a Kite

On Sunday morning, it was cloudless and the spring breeze was blowing. My parents and I went to the beach to fly a kite.

There are so many kites in the sky, including those with small fish, bees, and butterflies. My kite belongs to the beautiful sheep. The beautiful sheep is wearing a pink skirt and a band on her head. With two bows and a pair of bright black eyes, the beautiful sheep are flying freely in the sky. Sometimes they nod to the birds, sometimes they smile slightly towards the sun, and sometimes they dance with the spring breeze. I stand On the beach, looking at the high blue sky and the kite flying higher and higher, I thought: It would be great if I were a kite.

Flying a kite is so fun. I couldn’t help but think of a poem in the Chinese language book: "The grass grows and the orioles fly in the February sky, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with the spring smoke. Children come back early from school, and they are busy taking advantage of it." The east wind flies the kite. "

2. Title: Flying a Kite

Today, the teacher took us to the dragon boat grandstand to fly a kite. We lined up, holding hands, like a group of happy birds, chirping non-stop.

When we got there, we took out the kites we had prepared in advance, and I also took out my big bat kite. I first inserted a bamboo pole into its wings, but I couldn't get it in. It took a lot of effort to get it out. However, it couldn't fly. Huh? Why is there still one? I thought about it for a long time before I figured it out. I attached the other one to the other wing. I raised the kite and flew forward, and the kite flew slowly. I ran faster and faster, and the kite flew higher and higher.

I looked around. Some students were making preparations, and some had already flown their kites into the sky. Some are colorful dragonflies, some are beautiful butterflies, and some are cute little bees... Colorful kites fly around in the sky, like groups of butterflies, so cute.

I'm tired of playing. I took a sip of the Nutritional Express my mother prepared for me. It tasted great.

The teacher asked us to line up and go back to school. I had so much fun today!

3. Title: Kite Flying

Today my parents and I went to the river to fly a kite.

As soon as I arrived at the river, I saw that many people had gone to the river to fly kites. The colorful kites were flying high in the sky, and the spring breeze blew slightly, like the warm hands of the spring girl. in my face. I started flying the kite. I tied the string to the kite first, holding the kite in one hand and the string in the other. I slowly let out the string while running, and the kite slowly floated into the sky and flew to a certain height. It stopped flying upward. I collected and released the line, and the kite slowly flew upward. Looking at the dragonfly kites, goldfish kites in the sky...and my shark kite flew the highest, I felt so happy. Suddenly the wind stopped, and my "black shark" circled and fell down. I was afraid that it would fall into the water. Inside, he hurriedly used the winch to wind up the line, and ran to higher ground as if he was flying. The "Black Shark" landed safely on the beach. After a long time, the wind came, and I flew the kite into the blue sky again. I looked at the kite and really wanted to ask it to pick up a few white clouds and put it in the classroom. That would be great.

I am so happy today!

4. Title: Flying a Kite

The wind blew gently towards my face, like a mother's hand stroking my face.

I held my father's big hand in one hand and a butterfly-shaped kite in the other, and jumped towards the Jiufeng Cable Bridge. When we got to the bridge, we found a good place to fly kites. We saw many people flying kites, including a grandfather with his grandson, middle school students and several classmates, a little girl and her mother... the blue sky Flying kites of all sizes - eagles, dragonflies, Sun Wukong, fairies, Doraemon... Various kites with beautiful colors are flying under the white clouds, and under the rope bridge is the rushing, clear river... I said to my father: "It's so beautiful!"

I kept and gently released the thread in my hand. The kite flew higher and higher, and became smaller and smaller, gradually becoming a small black dot.

Dad looked up at the kite that had become a small black dot in the sky, smiled happily, stroked my head with his big hand, and said: "Jiajia, when you grow up, you will also be like Is the kite flying away like that?" I looked at my father, thought for a moment, and replied with a smile: "No matter how high the kite flies, isn't it still in your hand?" Dad smiled even more happily after hearing this. .

My father and I were talking and laughing while flying the kite. It was fun, interesting, and very happy! 3. The second unit of the second volume of the third grade composition is "Flying a Kite"

When I woke up today, I found that the sun was shining brightly and the weather was very clear.

Dad said he would take me to fly a kite. I was so happy that I jumped up from the bed. Dad asked me to bring some food and water so that I could eat it if I was hungry or thirsty.

After I finished pretending, my father took me away. We arrived at the park, and from a distance we saw that the sky above the park was full of colorful kites, including pink fairies, handsome black cat sheriffs, and beautiful butterflies.

They are colorful, up and down, left and right.

We started flying the kite, but the wind was very light at first, and my father couldn’t fly the kite even when he pulled it. We had to run and fly, pulling the kite with our hands as we ran, tugging and tugging. After running for a long time, but before he could fly it, he returned to the same place and started running... Finally, the hard work paid off, and the kite rose into the sky little by little. Dad was breathing heavily. , put the kite string in my hand, and sat on the ground. Gradually, I felt my hands became lighter. When I lowered my head, I saw that the thread was almost finished! I sat on the grass and realized that my kite was already in second place.

I was very happy. Finally, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and it turned out that it was going to rain.

My father and I returned home reluctantly. Flying a kite is so fun. 4. Look at pictures, write words and fly a kite

One Sunday morning, the spring was full of beauty.

Three friends, Xiao Ming, Xiao Hong and Xiao Gang, went to the park to fly kites. The three of them seemed to arrive on the grass on the east side of the park at the same time. The meadow is covered with colorful wildflowers.

They sat on the grass, and after they all took out their kites, Xiaohong said, "Shall we have a game?" Xiaogang and Xiaoming both said, "Okay!" The game started. Xiao Ming is a square kite, Xiao Gang is a swallow-shaped kite, and Xiao Hongdu is a goldfish-shaped kite.

After more than ten minutes, Xiaohong's kite seemed to be floating on the clouds. Xiaoming and Xiaogang saw it and shouted, "How high can it fly!" Then Xiaoming and Xiaogang's kites also flew up. He rose into the sky and chased after him. Xiaohong said: "I will definitely be number one today." Xiaoming and Xiaogang said unconvinced: "How can we lose to a girl?" They played all morning, and in the end it was Xiaohong who ranked highest. 5. Flying a kite in the park, looking at pictures and writing words for third grade students

This morning, the sun was shining brightly. Xiaohong, Xiaodong, and Xiaoming went to fly a kite together.

Three people came to the square. They stuck bamboo sticks on the kite and held it up. Xiaoming's kite is a colorful "turtle", Xiaohong's kite is a beautiful "butterfly", and Xiaodong's kite is the most interesting, it is an "alien". The kites of the three friends are all installed. Xiaodong said: "Let's have a competition!" Xiao Ming said: "Okay! What should we compete with?" Xiaodong said: "Let's see whose kite can fly higher!" The other two people agreed.

The competition started, and the three friends all started running very fast, setting the line while running. Soon, their kites were flying higher and higher. Suddenly, Xiaodong's kite fell down, and it turned out that it met Sister Baiyun. Sister Baiyun said: "What are you holding in your hand?" Xiaodong said: "This is a kite." Sister Baiyun said: "Can I play with you?" Xiaodong said: "Yes!" Xiaodong said The kite flew up again and flew to Sister Baiyun's side.

The three friends had so much fun today! 6. Write a composition about flying a kite (third grade)

On Sunday morning, the weather was fine. I took my two younger brothers to fly a kite in the suburbs. The grass was endless, green, and flowers were floating in the blue sky. A white cloud.

There are so many people flying kites, the sky has become a kite stage, lively and cute little goldfish, fierce eagles, and the big centipede with countless legs... They are just like naughty ones. The little elf is playing with the white clouds, and looks like a beautiful fairy, wearing colorful ribbons, so beautiful!

I held the butterfly kite in my hand and threw it up, wow! The kite flew up and I ran quickly. The two younger brothers were particularly envious, so they discussed. One held the kite string and grasped the spool, while the other grabbed the kite and said, "Hurry up, I'm going to let go." Then he let go of the kite, and the other saw him. They let go of the kite and ran quickly, "Wow, our kite has flown into the sky! It's in the sky!" The two brothers shouted happily. The kite flew higher and higher in the breeze, sometimes circling in circles, as if to show off its beauty; Sometimes it does a few somersaults as if playing a game with the bird; sometimes it dives down, but immediately flies up again naughtily.

Looking at the kite flying freely in the blue sky, we feel indescribable happiness in our hearts. 7. In the second volume of the first grade, write about three children flying kites, looking at pictures and writing words (simple)

One Sunday morning, the sky was clear, the clouds were clear, and the autumn air was crisp.

Three friends, Xiao Ming, Xiao Hong and Xiao Gang, went to the park to fly kites. The three of them seemed to arrive on the grass on the east side of the park at the same time.

The meadow is covered with colorful wildflowers. They sat on the grass, and after they all took out their kites, Xiao Hong said, "Shall we have a game?" Xiao Gang and Xiao Ming both said, "Okay!"

The game started. Xiao Ming is a square kite, Xiao Gang is a swallow-shaped kite, and Xiao Hong is a goldfish-shaped kite. After more than ten minutes, Xiaohong's kite seemed to be floating on the clouds. Xiaoming and Xiaogang saw it and shouted, "How high can it fly!" Then Xiaoming and Xiaogang's kites also rose into the sky, and they chased after them. . Xiao Hong said: "I am definitely the number one today," Xiao Ming and Xiao Gang said unconvinced: "How can we lose to a girl?"

They played all morning, and finally the one with the highest score Still Xiaohong.

8. Interview and write a 250-word essay on the third-grade Chinese language "Kite"

In the winter in Beijing, there is still snow on the ground, gray-black bare branches crotch in the clear sky, and there are one or two trees in the distance The floating of the kite is a kind of surprise and sadness to me.

The kite season in my hometown is in spring and February. If you hear the rustling of the wind wheel, you can look up and see a light black crab kite or a tender blue centipede kite. There are also lonely tile kites, which have no wind wheel and are flown very low, looking lonely and haggard and pitiful. But at this time, the willows on the ground have sprouted, and the early mountain peaches are also blooming. Together with the children's ornaments in the sky, they blend into the gentleness of spring. Where am I now? The harsh winter is still chilling on all sides, but the long-lost spring of my long-lost hometown is rippling in the sky.

But I have never liked flying kites. Not only do I not love it, but I also hate it, because I think it is a toy played by unpromising children. The opposite to me is my little brother. He was about ten years old at the time. He was sick and extremely thin. However, he loved kites the most. He couldn't afford to buy one, and I didn't allow him to fly. He had to open his mouth and stare. I would be lost in thought in the air, sometimes for half a day. The crab kite in the distance suddenly fell down, and he exclaimed; the two tile kites were untied, and he jumped with joy. All these things of his are, in my opinion, a laughingstock and despicable. 9. Composition, look at pictures, write words and fly a kite

[Composition, look at pictures, write words and fly a kite]

Look at pictures, write words and fly a kite. Autumn is here, and the autumn air is crisp outside. Composition, look at pictures, write words and fly a kite. Kite. One day, Xiaoli decided to fly a kite in the park. She came to an open space in the park, and Xiaoli tried to let go several times without success. Xiaoli thought to herself: "Failure is the mother of success." When Xiaoli remembered this sentence, she persisted and never gave up. She wrote a composition for the sixth grade of primary school "Composition: Look at pictures, write words, and fly a kite." Finally, Xiaoli learned to fly a kite! She screamed happily. So, Xiaohong went home happily. She went home and said happily: "Mom, I can finally fly a kite!"

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