Spring is here, the grass in the field is green and the wild flowers are blooming. Several children ran over, and a beautiful kite was brought to the field by them. A gust of wind blew, and the kite flew steadily into the sky. "Ah! how beautiful the sky is, and how fresh the air is." The kite flies higher and higher, the underground scenery becomes smaller and smaller, the field becomes a chessboard, and the big river becomes a thin ribbon, all these are so new to the kite. When the wind rested, the kite turned somersaults and came near the ground. The kite saw a butterfly, and it shouted loudly: "Little butterfly, how are you?" "Very well, thank you for your concern!" "You are too small, flying so low, I can't see you in the sky at all." "Is it interesting in the sky? Tell me about what you saw!" "The sky is fresh, everything is very different from before, you are too small, I can't even see you, except for the eagle, I can fly the highest, do you envy me?" "Why do I envy you? It's nothing special. I am free and I can fly wherever I want. No matter how high you fly, you are still being held by the string and supported by the wind, otherwise you will not be able to go to the sky at all." "I don't need the wind to help me at all. I still think the wind is annoying. It binds my hands and feet..." Before the kite could finish speaking, the kite fell suddenly and fell into a small ditch beside the car field. It turned out that the wind was angry, and it decided to give this proud kite a taste of being away from the wind. After the kite made of paper was soaked, the paper began to rot, leaving its skeleton. This kite regretted it very much. Who could make him proud? https://noise.app/invite/gcbpso6x
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