The rain moistening one's clothes is like the rain of apricot blossoms, the wind across one's face is not cold like the willow breeze.
The continuous spring rain has dissipated, the sky today turns green like early spring, gently accompanied by the east wind. It's the perfect seasonal timing for people to step outdoors.
Today is also the kite festival of the Minze Dynasty. Xiao'er and Fu Ranhui have discussed and planned to fly kites in the suburb.
Xi'er hugs Xiao'er's thigh and not letting go, insisting on joining the outing.
The chubby Seventh Prince shows up at this time, rescuing Xiao'er from the "sloth" clinging to her.
"Xi'er, I will take you to fly a kite!"
"Good, Seventh Prince is the best! The elder sister said I'm too young to fly a kite! They didn't want to take me. We will fly our kites to the highest together later."
"Great, my kite is a golden dragon with a long tail. It will definitely fly to the highest."