In the first part, write down the time, place and person who learned to ride a bike.
The second part focuses on the process of learning to ride a bike.
The last part, write the results of learning to ride a bike and some understanding of learning to ride a bike this time.
The following are five model essays on "I learned to ride a bike" for your reference.
Article 1
On my tenth birthday, my mother gave me a unique and lovely bike.
The brand of this bicycle is Philip, and its handlebar has two manual speed control buttons similar to "OK". My mother told me that the button is the fastest when it is pressed to "six" and the slowest when it is pressed to "one". Bicycles are made up of red, white and black. Its wheels are round, just like Nezha stepped on hot wheels in the myth. It seems that as long as you ride it, it will take you everywhere.
I envy other students because I see them riding bicycles carefree, so I decided to learn to ride bicycles this winter vacation. On the road in front of my house, my mother pushed my bike and helped me get on the bus. When I got on the bike, I wobbled like a drunk, always unable to stand steadily, nothing like the small four-wheeler I rode when I was a child.
At this time, my mother told me some riding skills. When riding a bike, I should sit up straight and look forward. My mother held the back seat with her hand, which gradually made me familiar with it. I don't know how many times she walked on the road. When I looked back, my mother was full of sweat, and the sweat on her forehead dripped like soybeans. She's still holding it, and her exhausted mother has no complaints. And I stepped on the pedal that didn't work and held the handlebar from side to side. Slowly, I think my mother's tricks are quite useful. I ride better and better, but my mother has helped me walk back and forth hundreds of times on the road. Suddenly I felt that my mother didn't seem to be holding the car, but I thought about it: my mother loves me so much and hurts me so much that I can't do this. Before I knew it, I had already rode to the door. Looking back, ah! Mom is really not behind. I fell to the ground with a bang and my ass hurt. I am a little discouraged, but I think of what my mother once said: Do everything with perseverance and perseverance, and don't give up halfway. I got up at once, and gradually I conquered the bike after falling many times.
Yes, I learned to ride a bike.
the second
Whenever I race with my friends on the highway around the island, I always think of three steps to learn to ride a bike when I was a child.
When I was a child, I rode a children's bicycle-a kind of "four-wheeled vehicle". There is a big wheel in front and a small wheel on both sides of the rear wheel, which plays a balance role. I go back to my grandmother's house from kindergarten every day and ask my mother to take me to ride a bike in the yard and alley.
I started riding a "four-wheeler" to practice controlling the "steering wheel" and pedals. Slowly, I can ride a "four-wheeler" and circle freely in the yard. This is my first step in learning to ride a bike.
After mastering it, my mother helped me remove a small wheel, so my "four-wheeled vehicle" became a "tricycle". This tricycle is really tough! On the bumpy road, it often knocks me down from above and makes me tremble all the way. But I found myself falling in one direction every time, and the small wheel in this direction was removed, which led to the imbalance between left and right. Later, I shifted my focus to another direction and never fell down again. So I come to a conclusion: only by understanding the reasons of failure can we make progress. This is the second step in learning to ride a bike. However, the third step should give me the greatest sense of accomplishment.
I'm making rapid progress. A few days later, my mother took another small wheel apart and turned it into a real bicycle. My mother taught me how to start and balance, and I tried again and again. Many things happen. In just one hour, I learned how to start. I was so happy that I dreamed that I was driving with my mother on the road. It is really worthy of "thinking during the day and dreaming at night"! Later, I made unremitting efforts every day and finally learned to ride a bike. Then, I came to another conclusion: persistence is victory.
Article
Every time I see my peers riding bicycles in the street, I envy them. I think: If one day, I can also ride a bike in the street.
I told my parents the idea of learning to ride a bike. They discussed it and decided to buy me a bike. I jumped three feet high with joy and repeatedly said, "Thank you, Dad! Thank you, Mom! "
On Sunday, my father accompanied me to buy a bike. I chose a pink folding bike. Looking at the brand-new beautiful car, I really wanted to ride it around at once, so I took my father to the stadium and began to learn to ride a bike.
Usually, it's so easy to watch others ride a bike, so I think: What's so difficult about learning to ride a bike? I learned it quickly! Dad helped me hold the back seat of the car. I got on the bus, holding the faucet in both hands and stepping on the pedal hard. I didn't hear what dad said behind me.
The wheels are turning, the wind is blowing in the ear, and the trees on the roadside are constantly retreating. I feel like I'm flying. I'm proud. I let my father let go. Who knows that as soon as my father let go, I stumbled, lost my balance and fell to the ground with a bang. Suddenly I felt as if my ass was numb, my knees were skinned and blood was oozing out. Tears swirled painfully in my eyes, and I thought: everything seems easy to do but difficult to do!
Dad lifted me up, rubbed my ass, wiped my tears and encouraged me to say, "Never mind, let's keep practicing.". You have to remember: hold the handle tightly with both hands, look straight ahead and keep your body balanced! " I wrote down my father's words and went back to my bike to practice. My father is holding the bike in the back, and I keep adjusting my body to keep my balance. Sometimes my dad lets go when I'm not looking. When he saw that I was going to fall, he immediately held the bicycle, and so on, riding and falling, but I was not discouraged, but became more and more energetic, because I realized that only by overcoming difficulties can I succeed.
Finally, I learned to ride a bike, and at the same time I understood the truth that "nothing is difficult in the world, if you set your mind on it"!
Article 4
I am 10 years old this year. During this year, I learned a lot, such as washing clothes, flying for two and so on, but the most interesting thing is that I learned to ride a bike.
On a sunny summer day, knowing singing in the trees, trees changed into green summer clothes, and even people put on cool dresses. On this day, I will learn to ride a bike.
On this day, my mother knew that I was going to learn to ride a bike, so she bought a new bike specially. The bike is dressed as red as the sun, with a small pattern on it. So I took my bike and set off with my mother.
My mother and I came to a roadside surrounded by lawns. Then I got on the bike and gave the earth a hug as soon as I got on the bus. I didn't want to learn, but I stood up and rode my bike back. As soon as I got up, I firmly grasped the handlebar and rode down. This time it was much better than last time, but I still fell down. At this moment, a sharp pain hit me. I am like a wounded bird, miserable and helpless.
My mother who stood by saw my mind and encouraged me to say, "Failure is the mother of success, so we must stick to it." As soon as I finished, I stood up and rode my bike again, regardless of the pain. This time, I learned the lessons of the previous two failures, gripped the handlebars, kept my balance and rode forward. I finally succeeded!
I learned to ride a bike, and I was excited and happy. I hope people all over the world know about it. This time, I also understand a truth, that is, only perseverance can succeed and taste the joy of success!
Article 5
Looking back on the previous cycling process, it was really ups and downs! Riding a bike left beautiful waves in my memory.
I remember it was in the summer vacation of freshman year. Looking at the bicycles coming and going on the road, I really envy them! Why can big brother and big sister ride? "By the way, why can't I ride it?" I asked. I hurried home and said to my mother, "I want to learn to ride a bike, I want to learn to ride a bike!" " ""that's impossible. How can you learn when you are so young? " "No, learn, learn. "Mom beat me and had to agree.
I am very happy to push my bike to a clearing with my mother. My mother told me the main points and said, "When riding a bike, look ahead, don't look around." Keep your foot firmly on the board, and never ... ""Oh, stop it, it's so simple, of course I will! "Before my mother finished, I let my mother carry me in the car. I stepped on the car board, grabbed the handle with my hand and tried to walk a few steps forward, but the handle was crooked and my body didn't listen to me and swayed from side to side. Mom hugged me quickly. Alas, this time, it scared me by three points. Mom smiled and said, "Are you afraid? Still learning? "This is a waste of time." Of course I want to learn, "I said confidently. I finally got used to it this time "Son, pay attention to and remember the essentials: tighten the handlebars and pedals to balance the front of the car. "I did as my mother said. The front of the car doesn't turn. It's amazing. At this time, my mother suddenly released the car, and I couldn't control it. I fell off the car and came to a place where dogs eat shit. " I shouted angrily, "mom, why are you doing this?" "? I hurt everyone, so I won't learn. "Mother said earnestly," Nothing can be done by halves, and nothing can be done by halves. " "When I hear my ears cheering for me, I will summon up courage and continue to practice. I still fell a few times, but I don't care. Finally, after studying hard and practicing hard, I finally learned to ride a bike.
But we also learned a truth: everything is difficult at the beginning. No matter what we do, as long as we take a brave step forward, victory will belong to us.