It’s a beautiful sunny day. There are lots of people playing in the park. Some are flying kites, some are skating, some are dancing, some are sitting quietly on the bench enjoying the warm sunshine, some are walking freely, some are talking happily.

How happy they are! There is no reason to be unhappy. Spring is here. The blue sky, the white cloud, the green grass, the new leaves and the colorful flowers are smiling at you.

‘Look, my kite is flying higher and higher.’, a little boy shouted with joy，a big smile in his round pink face . Yeah, I saw an eagle kite was flying like a real eagle. Their laughing voices ran together like a beautiful song resounding in my ear which reminded me of my happy childhood.

My brother and I brought his masterpiece which was made him be proud of himself, a kite that was made of five pieces of paper with two long tails and ran to the land behind our house , where all the rape flowers and peach flowers are in full blossom and the green wheat are dancing with the wind.

The kite in my brother’s hand flew higher and higher as if it were an eagle. It made me hop and skip with pleasure. Actually I begged my brother again and again before the line of the kite handed to my hand.  ‘Hurrah! It’s flying higher and higher. I can fly kites too. look, it almost can touch the cloud.’  Maybe I said the words like this.

The most exciting moment I remembered was sending my hopes to the sky. First I wrote my hopes in a piece of small paper, then dig a small hole in the middle of the paper, next put the line of the kite through the hole, at last it was the miraculous time that I let the paper go and it flew with the wind. The paper with hopes like a pure white feather was dancing in the sky.