巴弗里克折了一个纸飞机,从阳台把它放飞出去。刚开始纸飞机打着圈往下冲,眼看就要碰到地面的时候刮起一阵风,于是它乘着风势飞向了远方,渐渐变成了一个小点。巴弗里克趴在窗口看了一会儿,就回屋里玩了。他很快就把纸飞机忘得一干二净。纸飞机很享受这种在空中滑翔的畅快感觉,它被一望无际的蔚蓝天空环抱着,那么自由,那么幸福。它飞了很久。它开始感到孤独,它用忧郁的目光向下看去,地面看起来是那么遥远,在那里它一定能找到真正的朋友。而在这里,听到的只有呼啸的风声,看到的只有偶然飞过觅食的雀鹰。 Pavlik folded a paper airplane and took it out of the balcony. The beginning of the paper plane hit the ring down the red, seeing the time to hit the ground blowing a gust of wind, so it flew into the distance riding the wind, and gradually turned into a small point. Pafu Like lying in the window for a while, went back to play in the house. He quickly forgot about the paper plane. The paper plane enjoyed this fun gliding glide in the sky, surrounded by an endless blue sky, so free, so happy. It flew for a long time. It began to feel lonely, it looked down with a gloomy gaze, and the ground looked so distant that it would surely find a true friend. Here, only the whistling winds were heard, only to see the sparrow eagle flew by chance.