风筝,对于我的童年和少年只是文字符号。那时候,生活在关中偏僻农村的我们,没有哪群小伙伴被线牵引着童心。我们的父辈更没有人做过风筝、放过风筝、与风筝一起快乐过。直到上世纪80年代末,村里有个别人家买上了小黑白电视,我们才把符号中的风筝变成了真实的物像。不过那真实的物像也没有撩拨起谁的冲动,“她”对于我们还是身外之物。那时我们能玩飞上天的东西叫天灯(孔明灯)。正月里大人们从黄昏开始就带了粗铁丝、纸、和蘸了油的棉絮来到野地里, Kites, just for my childhood and teenager text symbols. At that time, we live in the secluded rural areas of Guanzhong, no group of small partners are towed innocence. No one of our fathers has ever done a kite, a kite, and a kite together. Until the late 80s of last century, some people in the village bought a small black and white TV, we put the kite symbol into a true image. However, the true image is also not impressed by the impulses, “She ” is still something outside of us. At that time, we could play Skylamp (sky lantern). In the first month adults from the twilight brought thick wire, paper, and cotton dipped in oil to the wild,