Under the blue sky, kite dancing, mom and I, endless joy. The colorful tail floats and floats, like a rainbow bridge in a dream. I pull the string, fly the kite, over the tree tops, over the walls. Mom smiled and looked at me, her eyes flickering with a light of love. Kite flying, my heart is happy, as if I have also gone up to the sky. The clouds are soft and soft, like marshmallows. I want to taste them, whether they are sweet or not. Mom said, kites are high, like our dreams, flying. I nodded and thought to myself, freedom and happiness are the most unforgettable. Kite dance, blue sky wide, my mother and I, smiling. Fly your dreams, at this moment, happy and free, never changing.