There's something I want to ask you. One day I met a strange old lady, and she actually said an idea in my heart at that time, and it was exactly the same.

It's been a long time, but I think it's fresh in my memory. It let me know the truth and inspired me a lot.

On a cold Saturday, my brother and I went to the Palace Square to fly kites. I really thought I was flying a kite in the Palace Square in the Ming Dynasty that day. People stand on colorful kites, fly higher and lower, and then take off. How beautiful! Seeing this, my brother, I couldn't help it, ran to a few people's corners and started flying kites. I can't wait to get a new kite, take it out of my bag and get ready to take off. I smiled, and her brother said, "I'll hold it." You catch the kite. If I release it, will I give it to you? " My brother looked at me and agreed, and he also readily agreed. Everything is ready. My hand gripped the rope tightly and said, "One, two, three, release". Song's hand rattled and said, it really happened. We just want to ride the strong wind. I want to take this opportunity to stand on the rope while running hard. After running for quite a long time, I stopped to look back. I saw the team whose kites were too high joined in. I jumped three feet for joy. This is my brother coming up and saying, "Will you let me go?" I gave the kite to his brother carefully out of a moment of panic. I saw that my brother didn't hold it and the kite fell. I flew my kite impatiently and only heard a "click". The kite string is broken. I saw them and ran home in dismay. For several days, he told me not to answer it. One Saturday, he came to my house with a new kite in his hand and said, "The kite was broken last time, and this is a new one for you." Suddenly, I was ashamed. I think I was wrong, but ..... Since then, my brother and I have been reconciled.

I know a truth: people must live in harmony and give in to each other. This is virtue.