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One windy spring day, I observed young people having fun using the wind to fly their kites. Multicolored creations of varying shapes and sizes filled the skies like beautiful birds darting and dancing. As the strong winds gusted against the kites, a string kept them in check. 在一个有风的春日，我看到一群年轻人正在迎风放风筝玩乐，各种颜色、各种形状和大小的风筝就好像美丽的鸟儿在空中飞舞。当强风把风筝吹起，牵引线就能够控制它们。 Instead of blowing away with the wind, they arose against it to achieve great heights. They shook and pulled, but the restraining string and the cumbersome tail kept them in tow, facing upward and against the wind. As the kites struggled and trembled against the string, they seemed to say, Let me go! Let me go! I want to be free! They soared beautifully even as they fought the restriction of the string. Finally, one of the kites succeeded in breaking loose. Free at last, it seemed to say. Free to fly with the wind. 风筝迎风飘向更高的地方，而不是随风而去。它们摇摆着、拉扯着，但牵引线以及笨重的尾巴使它们处于控制之中，并且迎风而上。它们挣扎着、抖动着想要挣脱线的束缚，仿佛在说：放开我!放开我!我想要自由!即使与牵引线奋争着，它们依然在美丽地飞翔。终于，一只风筝成功挣脱了。终于自由了，它好像在说，终于可以随风自由飞翔了! | 
