Spring is coming, everything is reviving, ice and snow are melting, the scenery in the park is so beautiful, the tadpoles in the river are swimming happily, the willows on the bank have grown green leaves, the grass on the ground has sprouted, the swallows are flying back from the south, and the mountains in the distance are full of red flowers,
Mingming comes to the Bank of the river to fly a kite. First, loosen a little rope. Let go of the string a little bit, then throw the kite into the sky with one hand, and then pull the kite string to run while flying. The kite flew higher and higher, as if it had passed through the atmosphere. It flies higher than a building.
After flying kites all day, Mingming's heart blossomed with joy.