又是一个艳阳天,空旷的大草坪上三三两两地聚了一些人,还有那头顶的风筝飞满了天。我要把我的风筝放飞到天空,让它在天空中翱翔,但同时想起了古人的一句话:风筝飞得再高,线也在我的手中。放风筝是有技巧的:一边迎风跑,一边一松一紧地放着手中的线。我想让它飞多高多远都可以,它 It was a sunny day, with some people in twos and threes on the open lawns, and the kite flying overhead. I want to fly my kite to the sky and let it soar in the sky, but at the same time, I remembered the ancients saying that the kite is flying high and the line is in my hands. Flying a kite is a skillful one: while running in the wind, a tight grip of the loose line. I want to let it fly how far can it, it