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春天,阳光明媚,春风轻轻地吹拂着大地。人们在松花江边放风筝。五颜六色的风筝,美丽极了,吸引了很多人驻足观看。有一个小男孩儿悄悄地走到一棵树后,他目不转睛地盯着一只“蝴蝶”风筝,金黄色的翅膀薄薄的,触须细细的,微弯着,多漂亮的风筝啊!小男孩儿羡慕极了,心想:要是我也有这么一只风筝(zhēng),那该多好啊!他摸了一下裤兜,眼珠子一转,有办法了。小男孩儿坏坏地笑了。小男孩儿从兜里掏出弹弓,他低头寻找,
Spring, sunny, spring breeze gently blowing the earth. People fly kites on the Songhua River. Colorful kites, beautiful, attracted a lot of people stopped to watch. After a little boy went quietly to a tree, he stared intently on a “butterfly” kite, thin golden wing, tiny tentacles, slightly bent, beautiful kite! Little boy envious of the extreme, I thought: If I also have such a kite, then how wonderful! He touched the trousers pocket, a turn of the eyeball, there is a way. The little boy smiled badly. The little boy pulled out a slingshot from his pocket and looked down at him,