blue sky yellow kite

蓝天，黄色风筝

The kite flits, darts and soars, tail feathers flying.

Daisy looks up.

She looks to where the kite line is coming from.

She runs towards it.

Up the hill, down the hill, across the field to the big house at the edge of town.

William is in the garden at the front of the house. He is holding the kite's reel.

Daisy watches through the fence.

He opens the gate. 'Hello,' he says. I'm William. '

He hands Daisy the reel. The kite tugs and pulls. Daisy laughs.

William shows her how to steer the kite. It swishes and swirls, dives and zooms.

He shows Daisy how to pull the kite close .It quivers and rustles.

He shows her how to send it up high. The kite zooms and wheels.

Daisy runs with the kite.

She runs through the gate, across the field, up the hill and down the hill, watching the kite dance through the sky all the way.

She does not look back once.

At home she puts the kite away. She puts it where no one will find it.

Daisy looks at the kite every day but she does not fly it.

Until one day she can wait no more.

She takes the kite to the hill. She lets out some line and runs. When she feels the kite catch the breeze, she releases it.

Up and away.

She sees William watching.

He looks at her for one moment. Then he turns and walks away.

Daisy keeps flying the kite. It pulls hard away from her. She yanks it back. It crashes to the ground.

Daisy takes the kite home. She puts it back in its hiding place.

She lies awake all night.

When the sun comes up, Daisy takes the kite out of its hiding place. She runs to the big house.

There is no one in the garden.

She rests the kite against the letterbox. Then she picks up a stick and write sin the sand on the path.

She walks back across the field and up the hill and down the hill.

That afternoon there is something fluttering in the sky. It is yellow. It is coming over the hill towards her. William is holding the reel. William is carrying a box.

He sits down beside Daisy and opens the box. He pulls out some paper and glue, some ribbon and line.

“Which colour? ' he says. Daisy points.

William measures and cuts, stretches and pastes and ties. Then he hands the new kite to Daisy.

Then they run to the hill.

Blue sky, yellow kite, red kite dancing.

风筝飞舞，飞镖飞翔，尾羽飞舞。

黛西抬起头。

她看着风筝线的来源。

她朝它跑去。

上山，下山，穿过田野，到小镇边缘的大房子。

威廉在房子前面的花园里。他拿着风筝的卷轴。

黛西透过栅栏看着。

他打开了大门。“你好，”他说。我是威廉。'

他把卷轴递给黛西。风筝拉扯和拉扯。黛西笑了。

威廉教她如何操纵风筝。它旋转，旋转，潜水和变焦。

他向黛西展示了如何拉近风筝。它颤抖和沙沙作响。

他教她如何把它送到高处。风筝变焦和轮子。

黛西带着风筝跑。

她穿过大门，穿过田野，上山，下山，看着风筝一路在天空中跳舞。

她一次也不回头。

在家里，她把风筝收起来。她把它放在没人能找到的地方。

黛西每天都看风筝，但她不放风筝。

直到有一天，她再也等不下去了。

她把风筝带到山上。她排了几条线，然后跑了。当她感觉到风筝迎着微风时，她就放开了风筝。

向上和离开。

她看到威廉在看。

他看了她一会儿。然后他转身走开了。

黛西继续放风筝。它用力拉离她。她把它拉回来。它坠落到地上。

黛西把风筝带回家。她把它放回了藏身之处。

她整夜都醒着。

当太阳升起时，黛西把风筝从藏身处带走。她跑到大房子里。

花园里没有人。

她把风筝靠在信箱上。然后她拿起一根棍子，在路上的沙子上写下罪。

她走回去，穿过田野，上山，下山。

那天下午，天空中飘扬着什么东西。它是黄色的。它正越过山丘朝她走来。威廉拿着卷轴。威廉背着一个盒子。

他坐在黛西旁边，打开了盒子。他拿出一些纸和胶水，一些丝带和线条。

“哪种颜色？”他说。雏菊点。

威廉测量和切割，拉伸，粘贴和领带。然后他把新风筝递给黛西。

然后他们跑到山上。

蓝天，黄风筝，红风筝跳舞。