Learning to ride a bicycle

I learned to ride a bicycle this summer.

Mother found out a bicycle that day. Say to me, "I learn to ride by myself." I held the faucet and gently slammed my bicycle forward like a bullet. It should be a downhill road with a small tree in front, but now it seems how tall and how strong it is! I’m going to hit it. “Mom.” Just when I was desperate, I saw something silver in front. I feel a little hope, I press it with my greatest strength. Close your eyes. I feel that the bicycle has stopped. I cried in surprise. This is my mother flying over: "How did you ride a bike, scared me."

I was shocked and pointed to the place where I said to my mother.

Mom nodded and said, "Let's go to the back yard and practice." "Good." I answered the cart.

Going into the yard and sitting up, this is a dog that is chasing me. I am slow and messy with the same method, but this time I use my two feet together to push forward with my greatest strength, "咚" and then my chin. I bumped into a big rock and chin hit it. This is the dog I saw. I couldn’t care for the pain. I immediately stood up and sat on the bicycle and found that the front was the right turn. My feet. Keep squatting, turn the faucet carefully to the right, the dog is really stupid, just rushed to me, I turned a corner, it suddenly hit the wall, I was laughing at the side, this is a dog like a hair Angry leopard, I don’t think it’s right to ride a bicycle and go home. Close the door and call it a word “fast.”

I just ride a bicycle. Although the learning methods are different, I still learned.

Sixth grade: 1069812938