Today, the wind outside is very good, just enough to fly a kite. I'll fly a kite with dad.
Ah! The kite flew higher and higher.
Ah! Kites are getting smaller and smaller.
Ah! The kite is too small to see.
Ah! No, the kite's line is broken.
My father and I will look for kites according to the wind direction. After crossing several bridges, dad said, "isn't that a kite?" I looked carefully and said, "no, it's a big plastic bag."
We crossed the railway, climbed mountains and mountains, and continued our search. Ah, yes, my kite miraculously lies on the hillside!
My father said, "it's true that Kung Fu is worthy of the heart."
I said, "what a thrill."