我学会了放风筝在一个风和日丽的一天，妈妈带我到世纪广场去放风筝。
On a sunny day, my mother took me to century square to fly a kite.
一到世纪广场，我就看见大大小小的风筝在天空飘扬。
说放就放，可我还没等风姑娘吹起小口哨就跑了起来，这下糟了，风筝不仅没放起来，反而断了一条“尾巴”。
放了几次仍然没遥，我有些心灰意懒了，妈妈鼓励我说“没关系，不是什么事遥两次就会遥的，失败是遥之母吗！
”妈妈的鼓励让我再遥有了信心。
过了一会儿，忽然吹来一阵风，我趁风姑娘还没停住脚步，飞快地跑了起来。
风筝越飞越高，越飞越高，似乎飞到了云彩上面。
“我的风筝飞得较高！
我的风筝飞得较高！
”我禁不住大叫起来。
可是，我由怕风筝断了线，就收回风筝和妈妈一起回家了。
After a while, there was a gust of wind.
I took advantage of the fact that the wind girl had not stopped and ran quickly.
The higher the kite flies, the higher it seems to fly to the clouds.
"My kite flies the highest!
My kite flies the highest!
" I couldn't help shouting.
However, I was afraid that the kite would break the line, so I took back the kite and went home with my mother.
通过这件事，我知道了，没有什么事遥两次就能遥，但只要努力就会遥。
Through this matter, I know that nothing can succeed twice at a time, but as long as we work hard, we will succeed.