It was a beautiful spring morning. and file sun was
warnl but not too hot. Mr. Green saw an old man at the bus stop with a big.
strong. black umbrella (伞) in his hand. Mr. Green said to him. "Do you thlnk we’re going to have rain today " "No. " said the old man. "I don’t Ihink so. " "Then am you carrying the umbrella because the sun is too hot " "No. the sun is not very hot in spring. " Mr. Green looked at the big umbrella again. and the man said. "l am an old man. and my legs me not very strong. I must have a walking-stick (手杖). But people will say. ’Look Tttat man is so old. ’ and I don’t like that. When I carry an umbrella in fine weather. people only say. ’Look at that stupid (傻的) man. ’" |
Spring is the most beautiful season. Sweet flowers and green grass greet you everywhere. Everything is fresh. Closing your eyes, you can smell this.
One (1) spring day, I observed young people having fun using the wind to fly their kites. Multicolored creations of varying (2) filled the skies like beautiful birds darting and dancing. As the strong winds gusted against the kites, a string kept them in check.
Instead of blowing away (3) they arose against it to achieve great heights. They shook and pulled, but the restraining string and the tail kept them in tow, (4) upward and against the wind. As the kites struggled and trembled against the string, they (5) say, "Let me go! Let me go!"
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