Everyone likes airplanes! I am no exception. Today, I finally bought the remote control helicopter I dreamed of. On Saturday night, the childrens station on TV competed in a remote control airplane. I watched with rapt attention the exciting, intense game of one high and one low. I thought to myself, how great it would be if I had a plane like this! I boldly said to my mother, "I also want to buy a remote control helicopter, okay?" My mother didn't answer and just smiled at me. Laughing, and then discussing with me their intelligence, ability to control their techniques, and the causes and consequences of success and failure -------. I think its definitely out of the question this time. The next day, my parents took me to Lishui. When I arrived at the department store building, I couldn't wait to find a Little Hornet helicopter from the first, second, third, and sixth floors. The price was 338. I thought my mother would definitely buy such an expensive helicopter. Won't buy it for me. The plane was like a magnet, sucking my feet to the ground and making me unable to move out. When my mother saw me like this, she reluctantly gave up and bought me the airplane. I jumped three feet high with joy, thinking: Mom is so kind! This airplane not only brought me happiness, but also taught me the structure of the airplane.
