Eight Excellent Compositions of Pupils Flying Kites

Flying kites is an essential form of entertainment in primary school life. In my opinion, flying kites in primary schools is very interesting. Did you fly a kite in primary school? The following is "Eight Excellent Compositions of Pupils Flying Kites" compiled by me for your reference only. Welcome to read this article.

Chapter 1: Composition of Pupils Flying Kites Excellent spring wind is like a mother's hand touching, gentle and comfortable. The grass on the ground swayed its thin body, the birds in the sky sang happily, thousands of tender willows combed their yellow-green hair, red, yellow and white flowers, and green grass and leaves gathered together like a fair, forming a brilliant spring.

The sun warms the earth. There are all kinds of kites floating in the sky, which adds a touch of interest to spring. On weekends, I came to the park and saw many people flying kites. I want to fly a kite this spring. So I went to the canteen and picked up a fish kite, holding a thread in one hand. When the wind was strong, I threw the kite up, and the kite swung left and right into the sky. I fumbled and let go, and the kite flew into the sky. I was worried that flying too far would easily blow the kite away, so I pulled it away. However, the technology was so bad that the wind broke the line and the kite fell at once. After a while, it fell on a tree and failed for the first time.

The second time, the kite flew smoothly. I am very happy and think it flies well this time. But because I didn't know the direction of the kite, I ran into another kite. They are entangled in the sky, and the wind is very strong. Both kites were broken and fell to the ground, so I had to untie them. The second time also failed.

The third time, I came to a place with few people, learned the lessons of the previous two failures and stopped acting rashly. The kite flies higher and higher, farther and farther, and the line is longer and longer. A kite flies in the sky like a clever fish. I tied a kite. It worked the third time.

Look up at the sky, stand still and stare. The kite is swaying in the sky, and the sky is its stage. It is like a puppet, and it must always be held by wires. A kite yearns for the blue sky, but it can't fly without the help of thread, but what's the use of yearning if it is bound by thread? Through the two failures of flying kites, I know that kites must give up their freedom to soar in the blue sky, and pulling kites with strings can make them fly higher and higher. Although they belong to the blue sky and strings, they will definitely make a difference!

Chapter 2: Excellent Composition of Pupils Flying Kites March is a good time to fly kites. On Sunday, Teacher Sun gave us weekend homework. This game is fun and interesting! Guess what this is? Yes, this is our favorite kite flying.

I finished my homework early on this day. I clamored for my mother to take me to fly a kite. My mother agreed and came to the North River. There are so many kite booths! Kites are also various and colorful! There are eagle, rabbit and bird patterns, such as Barbie, Cinderella and swallow. Really cute!

In my careful selection, I chose a unique butterfly-shaped kite and began to play. I tied the kite and thread with my mother first, and then started flying kites. I held the spool upside down, my mother ran and ran, and I slowly let go. The kite flew into the sky. I was so excited! Think: ah! It turns out that flying a kite is very simple. It can fly into the sky without blowing off dust. Suddenly, a strong wind blew. I thought it was nothing, so I gave it a gentle pull. To my surprise, the kite fell from the sky with a bang. I am very distressed after reading it! Think about it, alas! This is the masterpiece of my mother and me! I have a little tear in my eyes.

I learned a lesson from the first time I flew a kite. Then, from the crowd, I chose two kite-flying masters as a comparison. I looked at it and I said it would be okay. If there is a strong wind, I can't pull it gently, but I must pull it hard. The smaller the resistance, the lower the flying height, and the greater the resistance, the higher the flying height. Through understanding, I started flying kites for the second time, and the wind blew again. This time, I pulled hard, and the little butterfly finally flew into the sky, waving to the eagle and chicken in the sky, as if to say to me: thank you, little master. I answered from the bottom of my heart: you're welcome. I am very happy to see the little butterfly flying in the sky, and my mother is also very happy after seeing it.

Every time I see this kite, I think of the fun of flying it in my childhood.

One Sunday that year, my mother saw a kite in the corner. She suggested flying a kite in the park. I heard that I was going to fly a kite in the park. I jumped three feet happily and hurried to set off.

Along the way, I was so excited that I even walked with me and wanted to fly to the park immediately.

Finally arrived at the park, wow! There are all kinds of colorful kites over the park. There are robot cats, swallows and eagles.

Looking at the kites in the air, I almost forgot: we also brought kites! I can't wait to take out my kite, can I? ! Why are there two thin poles in the kite bag? What the hell is this for? I was thinking about it when my father came to me and said, "The kite can't be released until it is assembled." After that, I saw my father tie two thin poles to the back of the kite and then tie the kite string. Our kite is a big fish with a long tail. I raised my kite and my father ran away. Just as a gust of wind blew, my father said, "Let it go!" " "As soon as I let go, the kite flew. Oh, this is the way to fly a kite! I looked at my father, who was out of breath. Although my father was very tired, his hand didn't leave the scroll. Watching the kite getting higher and smaller, I grabbed the spool in my father's hand and pulled it up. I just feel my hands suddenly lighter, which is not good! Our kite string was cut by someone else's kite string! I saw our kite fall slowly, and I quickly ran to where it fell. Oh, that was close! The kite almost floated away!

The fourth article: The composition of primary school students flying kites is excellent. In October, the sky is blue, cool and comfortable. The wild flowers on the roadside are swaying in the wind, silently blessing the autumn harvest.

Looking at the clear sky, bright sunshine and gentle breeze, I had a whim and begged my father, "It's a fine day today. Why don't we fly kites?" My father readily agreed. It's a pity that a boy in grade six can't fly a kite. Today, I will turn over a new leaf and learn to fly kites. I quickly picked up my kite and followed my father to the square.

Before, I always thought flying kites was easy. As long as you gently shake your wrist, the kite will fly like a bird. As long as you pull it hard when recycling, it will fall like a bird with broken wings. But practice denied my idea. I picked up the kite and gave it a gentle pull. I thought it was eager to escape from my palm and would take off at the first chance, but it didn't listen to my command like a coquettish slacker and couldn't get up on the ground. I am very angry. I picked it up and threw it into the sky. It flew, but only stayed in the air for a second, and then it couldn't wait to fall. Dad couldn't help laughing when he saw me like this. He said, "Flying a kite is not as simple as you think. You throw it up, run against the wind and pull the rope as you run. " I tried it according to my father's words, and it really worked. At first, the kite swayed like a drunk and even nearly crashed several times. Fortunately, however, I have touched a trick and the kite began to fly slowly. Finally, I made it listen. I mean east, it will never go west. I will make it rise, and it will never land.

Watching myself fly a kite, I feel like sending a spaceship into space, and my heart is full of a sense of accomplishment. Watching the kite fly higher and smaller, I think it would be great if I became a kite and flew freely in the sky!

I have a happy day, a sad day and a touching day. I have many happy days, only one sad day and one touching day. This is my happiest day.

One day, my parents took my sister and brother to fly kites with me. It was my happiest, happiest and most unforgettable day. After a while, we came to the beautiful park. There is a big garden. The flowers in the big garden are fragrant and beautiful. My sister and brother took a picture in front of the big garden. Very cute. I said to my father, "The flowers in the big garden are white, purple, pink, red and yellow. They are very beautiful. And there is a rockery in front, and there is a pavilion above the rockery, where people can see the scenery! Some people are watching the scenery and others are flying kites! " As soon as my father heard someone flying a kite, he took it out and said to me, Can you fly a kite? "I said proudly," I will! "Dad gave me the kite, and I flew it according to the way my former friends taught me. I ran over and held the thread in my hand. After a while, the kite flew slowly. I stopped as soon as I saw the kite flying. As a result, the kite that just flew immediately fell down. When my father saw it, he immediately ran over and said, "Don't be discouraged. Dad told you that you can stop running when the kite flies high. "After a while, I flew a kite according to my father's words. I ran with a thread in my hand. I ran for a long time and finally put the kite high. My father said to me happily, "Well done, come on, my father will always support you.". "Mom said happily to Dad," Look, the kite is flying in the sky. Dad said, "My daughter has been to her friend's house before and won the first prize in the kite flying competition." I want to test her. " .

I was so tired that I wanted to sleep, so I went to my mother and gave my kite to my father. I said to my parents, "This is my happiest day and my happiest day. I hope I can play here every day in the future! "

This is the happiest, happiest and most unforgettable day in my life.

Chapter VI: Pupils' composition on flying kites is excellent. On that day, the spring was bright and the wind was sunny, and our family was happily preparing to fly kites in the park.

When I arrived at the park, there was a sea of people, and many people had flown kites in the blue sky. Kites in the sky are colorful, including octopus, fire-breathing dragon and woodpecker. My brother standing by said to me eagerly, "Sister, hurry up! Let's put our kites in the sky, too! "

I asked my brother to hold the kite. I ran with a spool in my hand and said to my brother, "Let it go!" " "My brother threw the kite out hard; However, a kite is like a naughty baby. If you don't listen to my orders, you can't fly. In this way, I have been trying several times and all ended in failure.

Just when I was depressed, my mother came up to me and said, "Flying kites is also skillful. You must follow the wind to successfully send it to the sky. " After listening to my mother's words, we suddenly realized that we all said, "Oh, so that's it!" " "Later, my brother and I tried several times according to my mother's method. Sure enough, many things and kites fly in the air, flying higher and higher, as if dancing in the air.

Seeing my kite flying so high, my brother was certainly unconvinced, and he also released his "fire-breathing dragon" into the sky steadily. It ran after my "phoenix bird", and I immediately ran forward and secretly smiled and said, see if you can catch up with me! In this way, my brother's "fire-breathing dragon" and my "phoenix bird" are chasing in the sky. Our laughter and laughter came from time to time in the square.

Flying a kite this time taught me a truth: you must master its skills and be patient with everything, so that you can finally succeed.

Chapter 7: Pupils Flying Kites Excellent Composition Spring has arrived, everything is reviving, and the girl is gently blowing the earth in the spring breeze. The willows grow new branches and dance with the spring breeze; Grass also rushed out to join in the fun, growing a small green head, for fear of missing any good time; Peach blossom and pear blossom also produce exquisite flowers and bones, just like that shy, shy little girl. March is the season for flying kites, and we certainly won't waste such a good time.

On Saturday morning, I took some children to fly kites on the empty lawn in front of the imperial city. The grass is still yellow, but the soil is full of the smell of spring, the smell of spring. We found a relatively dry and flat place to stop and start flying kites. The children began to get busy in twos and threes.

It was agreed that there would be a kite-flying competition between the children, but it didn't take long for the kite to be taller than the tree on the roadside, and finally it developed into a "fight". You see, the kite is tightly wrapped around the branch with its long tail, and it will never let go; Not to be outdone, Dashu called on all his family to surround the kite and not let it escape. Hey! There was nothing they could do, so they hurriedly "stopped fighting". I am responsible for pulling the tail of the kite and the children are responsible for pulling the branches. It's okay not to persuade, and it's even worse to persuade. Trees and kites hold each other tighter and fight harder. They are intertwined, which is a great momentum of mutual destruction. No, it seems that something must be done. I made a decisive decision to hold the kite's tail tightly and pull it hard. The kite's tail is broken. A "war" subsided with the broken tail of the kite. The children went to play happily again.

A spring breeze brushed my cheek, warm, comfortable and happy. Looking at the innocent smiling faces of the children, my heart is as warm and happy as spring!

Chapter 8: Pupils Flying Kites Excellent Composition Spring is here, the weather is warm and the breeze is blowing gently, which is a good time to fly kites. On a sunny weekend, my parents and I came to the park to fly kites.

We came to the grassy lawn, where many people had flown kites. Kites of different shapes and colors decorate the blue sky like a beautiful kaleidoscope. There are vivid eagles, colorful peacocks, dragonflies and centipedes ... Looking at this lively scene, I couldn't help pulling my kite and running, but I couldn't let it go several times in a row. I am in a hurry. At this time, my mother shouted, "Flying kites should be against the wind." After listening to my mother's words, I stood in the same place, quietly felt which direction the wind was blowing, and then looked at which direction others were flying, and found the right direction. I asked my mother to lift the kite above my head with the wind. I ran forward about ten meters with the spool. I felt the opportunity and shouted, "Let go!" No sooner had my mother sent the kite forward than I heard a brush. The kite rose rapidly and the spool in my hand rattled. Although the kite flew, it didn't fly smoothly. It leans to the left for a while and to the right for a while. My mother came to fix the spool and said, "If the kite leans to the left, you pull it to the right. If the kite leans to the right, you pull it to the left, so it is stable." I tried, and the kite flew smoothly. I let go of the spool and the kite flew slowly into the sky. I feel that the spool in my hand is coming off my hand, and I seem to be taken to the sky.

My mother took the spool and continued to play. I rubbed my sore arm and looked up. I saw kites floating up and down, left and right with the spring breeze. The high ones are still soaring, and the low ones are still trying to make progress. They seem to be happy and naughty children, enjoying a happy and beautiful life.

Flying kites is so interesting. I really hope it will be sunny next weekend, so I can continue to enjoy flying kites. "。