星期天,同学们都有着自己的烦恼。而我却有一个快乐的星期天,记得那次,是最令我难忘的。那天,是个极普通的星期天,妈妈带我去广场放风筝,我高兴地一蹦三尺高。来到广场上,只见蔚蓝的天空中飘着朵朵白云,那雪白的颜色,真好看,仿佛有人拿布擦净 On Sunday, the students all have their own troubles. And I have a happy Sunday, remember that, is the most memorable. That day, on a very ordinary Sunday, my mother took me to the square to fly a kite, and I was glad to jump three feet high. Came to the square, I saw the white clouds floating in the blue sky, the white color, nice, as if someone wipe the cloth