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is really a happy Kite Festival! Friend, have you ever flown a kite? When the flowers bloom in spring, I e to the grass with my friends to fly kites. No, my friends and I chose a windy day to fly kites. We came to the grass, picked up the kite, threw it up, and the kite soared up. Then we ran and flew the kite line, and the kite flew higher and higher. Until we thought it was good, we began a kite war, that is, using our own kites to collide with others’ kites. Whoever landed first lost. What impressed me most was the game I played with the Mavericks. At the beginning, as soon as he stormed, my kite almost fell to the ground and flew again, but he stayed high and stormed at me all the time. I was quick in my wits. Because the direction of his attack was downwind, I flew to the top of his kite, beat him down with the help of the wind and his strength, and his kite line was broken. Flying kites is fun! After flying a kite, I understand that there is more than one way. If this way doesn’t work, you can take another way! On Sunday morning, it was sunny. I took my brother and sister to fly kites in the countryside. The grassland is boundless, full of green, and white clouds bloom in the blue sky. There are so many people flying kites! The sky has bee the stage of kites. The lively and lovely little goldfish, the brave eagle flying high, and the big entertainment centipede with countless feet... They are just like naughty elves playing with white clouds, dragging colorful tails, like the colorful ribbon danced by fairies. They are very beautiful. Looking at all kinds of kites in the sky, I envy them in my heart. I said to my brother, “l(fā)et’s play it, too.” My brother picked up my swallow kite. I held the kite line and grasped the spool. A gust of wind blew, and I ran forward quickly. My sister took her Butterfly Kite and ran with me. Sister Chunfeng stretched out her invisible big hand and flew into the sky with my kite. “The kite is in heaven! The kite is in heaven!” The kite flew higher and higher in the breeze, and sometimes circled several times, as if to show off its beauty。 There was a terrible snake, and the sky suddenly looked like the earth. The snake crawled around the earth. And mine is a swallow kite, a beautiful swallow kite. I looked at the kites in the sky and wanted to fly my swallows to the sky as soon as possible. But my kite can’t fly. So, I carefully observed the people next to me. I saw them pulling the line in one hand and holding the kite in the other hand, running against the wind and setting out the line at the same