三月的风是柔和的,也是多情的。经历了凛冽的寒冬和万物伊始的初春,三月就在年复一年的轮回中朝我们走来,带着美好的希望和温暖的祝福。记忆中的三月,油菜花开,草长莺飞,燕子南归……当然,最令我难忘的莫属三月的风筝了。小时候,每逢三月,我和家里的弟弟妹妹就开始忙活起来——动手做风筝。各自分工,有的找高粱秆,有的去裁纸,有的去煮浆糊,我则 The March wind is gentle and passionate. Having experienced the cold winter and the beginning of everything, the March came round to us with year-round reincarnation with good wishes and warm wishes. March of the memory, rape blossoms, grass long warbler fly, swallow south go ... Of course, the most memorable event is the March of the kite. When I was a child, every March, my brother and sister at home and I started to get up - hands-on kites. Their division of labor, and some looking for sorghum stalk, and some to cut paper, and some to cook paste, I was