Kite renown kite, from ancient up to now a lot of poets pass what poetry song went pair of kite to love, if the “ children of tall vessel the wording and purpose of what one writes comes loose,learn to return early, busy take the advantage of east wind to put kite ” , depicted the good picture scroll of fly a kite of a village child.
风筝又名纸鸢，从古至今许多诗人通过诗歌吟出了对风筝的喜爱，如高鼎笔下的“儿童散学归来早，忙趁东风放纸鸢”，描绘了一幅村童放风筝的美好画卷。
In that good spring, father is taking me this muddled child, taking the advantage of vernal spring breeze fly a kite. I am drawing a line, father is holding kite in the palm, run on lawn ah run, taking the advantage of a wind to be blown, father unlocks a hand, kite is flown across more tall. I am not careful trip, kite also was dropped. ——” of toot of “ toot —— , I cry but sad. Father runs, uprear I, help me obliterate tear, take the grey land that takes a body to go up, comfort: “ is good, do not cry, father helps you. ” as expected, kite flies, my smile through tears.
在那个美好的春天里，爸爸带着我这个懵懂小孩，趁着和煦的春风放风筝。我拉着线，爸爸托着风筝，在草坪上跑呀跑，趁着一股风吹来，爸爸放开手，风筝越飞越高。我不小心摔倒了，风筝也掉了下来。“呜——呜——”，我哭得可伤心了。爸爸跑过来，扶起我，帮我擦去眼泪，拍拍身上的灰土，安慰道：“乖，不哭，爸爸帮你。”果然，风筝飞起来了，我破涕为笑。
Kite is like the child, filament is like father. Storm came, be blown to get the terrified in the heart, but also blow anyhow do not run, because from the back filament having a root is being pulled closely, those who gave kite power is not wind however filament.
风筝似孩子，细线如父亲。风暴来了，被吹得心中惶恐，但无论如何也吹不跑，因为后面有根细线紧紧拉着，给了风筝力量的不是风而是细线。
Be brought up teenager, I love fly a kite as before. Below Na Mingmei's spring scenery, making an appointment with a few classmates to surpass kite together, the kite that who sees flies high. I take a line single-handed dish, carrying kite single-handed, prep against wind gallops, kite rises very quickly. Your look, my full marks / handle of left closefisted cinch, the right hand is controlling a route dish, put a line bit by bit. Jump over toward headroom wind more big, my kite begins groggy, begin to lose control to drop downward. The one Jing in my heart, the hand loosens, kite did not have a law to control more. Do not know who cried: “ base stand firm, taut rope, wait for kite to fly to put a line firmly again. ” eventually, kite is controlled again.
长大成少年，我依旧爱放风筝。在那明媚的春光下，约着几位同学来到公园一起赛风筝，看看谁的风筝飞得高。我一手拿线盘，一手提着风筝，迎着风飞奔，风筝很快升起来了。你瞧，我满分/左手紧紧握住手柄，右手控制着线盘，一点一点放线。越往高空风越大，我的风筝开始摇摇晃晃，开始失去控制往下坠。我心里一惊，手一松，风筝更加没法控制了。不知道谁喊了一声：“脚站稳，拉紧绳，等风筝飞稳了再放线。”终于，风筝又控制住了。
Kite seems a girl, filament is like a friend. Kite is flown across more tall, but no matter where fly to, our happiness, happy, passion is mixed friend this filament is linked together closely.
风筝似少年，细线如朋友。风筝越飞越高，但不管飞到哪里，我们的幸福、快乐、激情都和朋友这根细线紧紧相连。
Nowadays, I had been big child, I still like fly a kite, but prefer to view and admire multicoloured of all over the sky, appearance the kite of each different. Perky phoenix, taking a few elegant tails to be in ethereal flitter, seem to be in amuse oneself; Martial dragon, grow chief body winding, look down at is worn the earth; Lovely goldfish, switch is worn the tail swims to swim; Beautiful butterfly, have dance lightly in sky, ignore tall ignore low, true and extremely beautiful.
如今，我已经是大孩子了，我还是喜欢放风筝，但更喜欢观赏漫天五颜六色、形状各异的风筝。神气的凤凰，带着几条精美的尾巴在天上飞来飞去，好像在游玩；威武的龙，长长的身子蜿蜒，俯视着大地；可爱的金鱼，甩动着尾巴游来游去；美丽的蝴蝶，在空中翩翩起舞，忽高忽低，真实漂亮极了。
Kite is like me, filament is like parents. My grown general is taking a dream to fly to more capacious sky, grow more self-confidently, braver, but no matter where I am, of parents exhort and miss be interlinked closely like this filament and me.
风筝似我，细线如父母。长大的我将带着梦想飞向更广阔的天空，成长得更自信、更勇敢，但无论我在哪儿，父母的叮嘱和挂念都如这细线与我紧紧相通。
Fly, taking ideal kite!
飞吧，带着理想的风筝！(文/钟睿)