Riding a bicycle

I remember when I was five years old, when someone was riding a bicycle and flashing past me in front of me, my heart tickles, I have been entangled in my mother, want her to buy one with me, but my mother said every time: "Baby, you too Small, only five years old, wait for you to buy it again!" "No, no, I will." "No." I screamed, cried, and said loudly: "Small, you I don’t want to ride a bicycle, I don’t want to learn. It’s a trick.” Although it’s so entangled that I want my mother to be tempted, I end up with a crying nose.

But in the morning when I was on my 9th birthday, my father and mother changed into a brand new purple bicycle as a birthday present. I am happy to jump high, and my parents are no longer a stingy.

I immediately moved the bicycle to the downstairs, and my father and mother followed the building. I want to play the prestige in front of my father and mother. So, like the big brothers and sisters who are riding bicycles downstairs, they sat in the car seat, hands on the faucet, one foot on the pedal, and the other foot slammed. Originally, I thought it would be the same as imagined, the car would naturally "run up". However, the situation is exactly the opposite. When my other foot has not stepped on the pedal, I fell to the ground. I just lifted my bicycle, but the bicycle was like a "drunk" and fell directly to me. As a result, I fell a dog and ate. I was so hard to get up, just stepped and "passed" and fell to the ground. I turned to the car leader.

Dad and my mother saw me like this miserable, and laughed, but I wowed and burst into tears. Dad smiled enough and said to me: "My little baby, Xiaoshouxing, the balance of the bicycle is at the leader. As long as you master the balance and overcome the inner fear, you will ride as much as possible." A bicycle. But I stumbled and said, "I didn't learn. I just fell a three-in-one when I came up." Mom frowned and said to me: "Baby, you can't do it halfway, as long as you work hard. Learned, come on!" With the encouragement of my father and mother, I constantly adjust my body, try to maintain balance, concentrate on the car faucet, but I only pay attention to the foot, did not pay attention to the front, the car hit the wall again. on. But I am not discouraged and continue to ride a bicycle.

At first, I swayed for a couple of meters. I didn't expect the bicycle to be smashed by the stones. I fell into the lawn around me, and I still didn't give up. Under the constant guidance of my father, I gradually learned to move forward, turn, and make sharp turns. After a few days of continuous practice, I can ride a bicycle as I want, just like an adult.

It’s fun to ride a bicycle. Although it’s hard to wrestle, I know from the bottom line that “as long as there is perseverance, the iron rod is ground into an embroidery needle”.

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