There are five sentences in lesson 2 1 of the first volume of Chinese in junior one that directly express the author's feelings.

In winter in Beijing, there is still snow on the ground, gray-black bald branches are forked in the clear sky, and one or two kites are floating in the distance. This is my surprise and sadness.

The kite season in my hometown is spring and February. If you hear the rustling of wind wheels, you can see a crab kite with light ink color or a centipede kite with bright blue color. There is also a lonely tile kite, without a wind wheel, which is placed very low and looks lonely and pitiful. But at this time, the willows on the ground have sprouted, and the early mountain peaches have also sprouted, which is in harmony with the decoration of children in the sky, making it a gentle spring day. Where am I now? It is still cold around in winter, but the long-lost hometown spring is rippling in this sky.

But I never like flying kites. Not only do I not like flying kites, but I also hate flying kites, because I think it is something that worthless children do. Contrary to me, my little brother, who was about ten years old at that time, was very ill and thin. However, he likes kites best, and I can't afford them. He had to stare blankly at the air with his mouth open, sometimes for half a day. The crab kite in the distance suddenly fell, and he exclaimed; The entanglement between the two tile kites was untied, and he jumped up happily. In my opinion, all his things are laughingstock and contemptible.

One day, it suddenly occurred to me that I didn't seem to have seen him much, but I remember seeing him picking up dead bamboo in the back garden.

Like an epiphany, I ran to a small house where few people went, pushed open the door and found him among the dusty things. He sat on a small stool, facing the wide stool; He stood up in horror, his face was bloodless and he winced. Beside the generous stool, there is a bamboo bone of a butterfly kite without a sticker. On the stool, there is a pair of small wind wheels with eyes, decorated with red paper strips, which will be completed soon. In the satisfaction of uncovering the secret, I was angry that he didn't let me know about it, so I took pains to steal toys from those worthless children. I immediately reached out and broke a wing bone of the butterfly, and then threw the wind wheel to the ground and trampled it flat. In terms of age and strength, he can't compete with me. Of course, I won a complete victory, so I proudly went out and left him standing in the hut in despair. I don't know what happened to him, and I didn't pay attention.

However, my punishment finally came. I was middle-aged long after we left. Unfortunately, I occasionally read a foreign book about children, only to know that games are the most appropriate behavior for children and toys are children's angels. As a result, the scene of mental abuse in my youth, which I have never recalled for 20 years, suddenly unfolded before my eyes, and my heart seemed to become heavy at the same time.

But the heart didn't fall and break. He just had a bad fall.

I also know the way to make up for it: give him a kite, recognize his flight, convince him to fly, and I will fly with him. We shouted, ran and laughed. -But like me, he already has a beard.

I also know that there is another way to make up for it: ask his forgiveness and wait for him to say, "I don't blame you at all." Then, my heart must relax. This is indeed a feasible method. Once, when we met, many hard stripes of "life" were engraved on our faces, and my heart was heavy. When we gradually talked about the past, I talked about this part and talked about the cruelty of my childhood. "I don't blame you at all."

I think, when he said this, I was immediately forgiven and my heart was freed from it.

"Is there such a thing?" He said with a surprised smile, just like listening to other people telling stories. He doesn't remember anything.

If you completely forget and have no resentment, what can you forgive? Forgive without complaining, just lie.

What else can I ask for? My heart has to be heavy.

Now, the spring in my hometown is spreading in this strange place, which not only reminds me of my long-lost childhood, but also brings me uncertain sadness. I might as well hide in the cold winter-but this is a cold winter, which gives me great cold and air conditioning.

In the first paragraph, I wrote that the author was surprised and sad when he saw kites, because the kite-flying season in his hometown was in February in spring, and kite-flying was over before winter in Beijing, so he was surprised.

1. However, my punishment finally came. I was middle-aged long after we left. Unfortunately, I occasionally read a foreign book about children, only to know that games are the most appropriate behavior for children and toys are children's angels. As a result, the scene of mental abuse in my youth, which I have never recalled for 20 years, suddenly unfolded before my eyes, and my heart seemed to become heavy at the same time.

2. I also know how to make up for it: give him a kite, recognize his flight, convince him to fly, and I will fly with him. We shouted, ran and laughed. -But he already has a beard like me.