那时的我还小,很率真,对天空有着一份纯粹的向往。我爱放风筝,爷爷也爱,记忆里经常是爷爷放,我追着他。将竹篾浸水,待竹篾柔软时取出,再取一个长度切开,修成半圆,测好角度,最后用马拉纸糊上——这便是我的第一个风筝。老家土屋的光线不是那么明媚,略微的暗淡里却积淀着爷爷的似水年华。 At that time, I was still young and very forthright, having a pure yearning for the sky. I love flying a kite, my grandpa also loves me, my grandfather is often put in my memory, and I chase after him. Soak the bamboo shoots until they are soft, then cut them out one more length, cut them into semicircles, measure the angle, and finally use the horse-drawn paper paste - this is my first kite. Home Tsuchiya’s light is not so bright, a little dark but there is a grandiose years of love.