Whenever I see colorful kites flying in the sky, I can't help but look up. The free and happy kites, blown by the wind, look like colorful butterflies, embellishing the sky more beautifully. On the afternoon of the weekend, although the weather was not very good, my mother agreed to take me to fly a kite at my begging. My mother and I came to Zhangjiagang Park and found an open grassland. The green grass scrambled out of the soil, as if to welcome us. After I fixed the kite with a bracket, I ...