Days are blue, the wind is very light, I gently pull one, and Fei Qi Ying-flying, long tail of the sound trivial issue.
Today will go kite-flying, but also thanks to friends who called toothbrush. Is a rare rest day to worry about what to do, rather dental some of the leisure
Brush has a friend in the park to see the kite.
My kite was bought two years ago, Meiyoudongguo for a long time, the shoe has been pressure on the thin layer of dust. I suspect it will be able to
Take off, not to mention my technique is very general.
As a child, I talked to Grandpa on the mountain to go kite-flying. Grandpa's hand very skillfully, he can use Bamboo and old newspapers to do a lot of flying. Kite was good
As "gossip", octagonal-shaped, flying very high. At that time I am stupid, can only be broken Zhike plug on two wheat straw to do the kind of a room can only fly high
Kite ugly. Grandpa called "loose woman running." I led the opposition in the village desperately running on the ground. Whether I run the multi-block, it always Feiqi
Soon to plunge to the ground.
Now I seem to be smart, have been able to buy five beautiful kite, but Grandpa has to go, I can no longer be with him to spread news Peak
Zheng, Feng Pao kite pulled no simple pleasure of the.
I also fly a kite total is not high. Perhaps because of shorter lines, and perhaps it is because I do not have the patience to fly higher. I pulled in the kite
Luancuan all over the park. We should bypass the branch line for a while, to avoid passers-by for a while, I help the joy. Occasionally a little wind, I can
Point tobacco sticks, sitting in the connected, leisurely look at it long to fly in the sky.
Perhaps it is because of the weekend, flying in the sky of a lot of people a lot of ground.
Some kite flying high in the air across the nearly motionless, and that the retired elderly people flying, the elderly own production lot; there
Kite flying very low, it is the young mother of a kite, the children in the next Yang Zhuotou hobbled along with the run, love spring; doing all kinds of kites and some action
To make, diving, suddenly, it was a few middle-aged, and they see that smile of pride, perhaps to show off your skills. I have a kite caught in the middle, has been
Up to fly, but do not have been flying high, perhaps I am just kite-flying by name, Guanggong Yuan to it.
From the playground, along Yonglu, the supermarket's Square; from the sparkling Shui Pan, Yi Wan small bridge along that, to the monument, I passed both a
Couples, through mother-to-child pairs, through groups of hit or miss unless the purpose. It was occasionally reaching the point of my kite.

For the time being -

Listening (more passingly) to american music
lately I found out something elemental about
the state of mind in the states: It seems
that americans have a predilection with the
loud negro, may it be more screamingly like
in olden times in the south or more loudmouthed
like in more modern times, farther in the north.
Also, they may be yowling, whimmering and so on -
at least, a negro has to give sounds of
utmost empressment. Might we say so?
It is visible that such a perception forms
much of what americans deem passionate,
in pop songs and so on. I'm just reporting this
because it may help in some moments of
cultural selfreflection.

So far. Greetings from a friend of wisdom,
see you later...