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Learning to ride a bicycle


Today, my mother and I went to Xu Xiake Avenue to learn to ride a bicycle.

When I first faced the two-wheeled bicycles, I sat in a daze: I have been riding a four-wheeled bicycle. Which one has been riding two rounds? Besides, the two rounds will definitely fall. My mother seems to see my mind, "Teach a bicycle to learn from the cart." After a few minutes of learning, my mother told me to learn to roll. I carefully sat on the bicycle, put one foot on one foot according to my mother's method, stepped on the ground with one foot, and moved backwards with my toes. At the beginning, I swayed and swayed, and then slowly balanced. I sneaked away and my mother asked me to try to put one foot up. I did what my mother said, and as a result, there was no balance and I jumped out of the car. I practiced sweating, I think.. I can do it.

I practiced over and over again: sometimes hit the wall, sometimes fall, sometimes rush into the grass... Kung Fu pays off, I finally put both feet on the foot and writhed and rode a few meters The next mother also applauded, but accidentally fell again. I grabbed the bicycle or kept practicing. Slowly, the more I ride, the more stable I am, the faster I ride, the farther I ride, the more I can ride around the West Gate. I am very happy in my heart, and I can succeed if I do anything.

The spring breeze is cool, I went home on a bicycle.

Second class, second grade of Ninghai County Experimental Campus, Ningbo, Zhejiang: Wu Tong

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