Dad let out the string a little, and then asked me to throw the kite into the sky, but the wind was too strong, and the kite just flew up and fell down again. After a long time, it still didn't fly, and I was a little disappointed. At this time, the wind was not too strong, and the kite slowly flew up. I cheered happily: "Our kite is flying in the sky!" Suddenly, I saw two children's kites entangled together, one of the lines broke, and the kite flew into the lake with the wind. I hurriedly said to my father: "Just now, two kites were entangled together, one of the lines broke and floated into the lake. Our kite must not fall into the lake." Dad listened, patted my back, and said: "Don't worry, our kite will not fall into the lake, because our kite is far away from the lake, and it flies low." Sure enough, our kite has been flying in the sky all morning and has not fallen into the lake.
While flying the kite, my father taught me the skills of flying the kite, saying: "Don't be impatient when flying a kite, otherwise the kite will fall down. The line must be released and reeled in. When the kite is about to fall, we must reel in the line, so that the kite will fly up and fly higher." It turns out that there are so many skills in flying a kite! That was something I didn't know before.