(1) Riding a bike composition

Riding a bike for the first time

Everyone has many firsts in his life, including flying for the first time, doing magic for the first time, the first time ... But my first time is the first time riding a bike.

I remember that at that time, I was very envious of my uncles and aunts who rode bicycles back and forth in the street. I dreamed that I could have my own bicycle, and I also had superb skills in building it.

When I was in the first grade, my mother bought a new bike, and I couldn't put it down. The first thing I did when I came home from school every afternoon was to learn a bike with my mother's help.

at first, supported by my mother behind the car, I rode on the car beam, pedaling hard with my feet and clutching the handlebars with my hands. I was slow and fast, and I couldn't grasp my balance. I was always afraid of falling down, and I was sweating nervously. Slowly, I'm not so nervous, and I have some skills. I can turn around, but I still dare not let my mother give up. Encouraged by my mother, I dared to sit on the car seat and slowly tried to step on it. Ha, it turned out that riding a bike was not so difficult! I turned around and just wanted to tell my mother how I felt. I didn't expect my mother to be behind the car long ago. She stood not far away and looked at me and smiled! It doesn't matter at first sight. I panicked. How can I do it without my mother's help? After that, when my hands are loose and my legs are soft and confused, I will "throw my car over", my clothes are torn, my hands and legs are scratched, the blood on my hands is slowly oozing out, my tears are dripping downwards, and my heart is full of resentment against my mother. How can I be so irresponsible? You should let me know when you give up! At this moment, my mother ran to me at the fastest speed, holding my bleeding hand and watching me walk to the hospital, while explaining to me: "Bing Bing, my mother didn't mean to. When you were young, my mother did the same, secretly giving up, giving you the opportunity to learn to walk independently. Although you fell down many times, you learned to walk ahead of other children of the same age. I will always help you walk, and you will never dare to let go. So will cycling. I want to help you ride all the time, and you will never dare to let me go. You actually rode very well just now, but you suddenly saw that there was no support, so you panicked. Son, you fell from there and got up from there. When the injury is good, let's continue to learn, ok? " After listening to my mother's earnest explanation, I wiped my tears and nodded heavily. In the days to come, I will try to ride it alone as soon as I have time, and in a few days I will be able to ride in circles in the yard. Now I can take people to school by bike. I am a good driver!

I learned to ride a bike, and at the same time I learned a lot: nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to climb, everything comes to him who waits. Confidence is the best friend of success. My mother taught me to walk, ride a bike and be a man.

(2) composition about cycling

There are always some fresh and interesting attempts in life. They are like groups of lovely elves, like cheerful notes, which add the most magnificent stroke to our life and compose a happy song for our life.

I remember that day, when the sun was shining, my father and I went to the park with great interest to learn to ride a bike. I thought to myself: learning to ride a bike is like Zhang Fei eating bean sprouts for me-a piece of cake.

I started to learn to ride a bike. My newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, so I did not hesitate to roll over. I stepped on the pedal lightly and the bike moved. Just as I was sitting on my high horse, my bike shook, and I was scared out of my wits. I only heard a bang, and I fell heavily on the ground, suddenly seeing stars, and it hurt. It took me a while to come to my senses. Dad rushed over, pulled me up from the ground, patted the dirt on my body, and said meaningfully, "When pedaling, you should use both feet evenly and hold the handlebar tightly with both hands to control the direction." After listening to my father's words, I thought nervously: What if I wrestle again? That's no ordinary pain ... Forget it! Throwing caution to the wind!

I'm dressed again. This time, I gripped the handlebars with my hands, my eyes were fixed on the pedals, and my heart was too tight to make a move. Just as I was still immersed in the joy just now, I suddenly saw a sharp turn of 18 degrees. I didn't have time to stop the car, and my body came into "close contact" with the earth. I got up from the ground miserably, sat on the ground, and gave up learning in anger. Dad comforted me and said, "You can't eat hot tofu if you are impatient." I thought about it, patted the dust on my body, lifted the car up, rode it again, fell down, rode it again, and fell down again ... So I failed again and again, and I finally "flew" on the earth like an eagle. I have unspeakable pride, and my face is full of happy spring! At this time, the wind wiped my sweat, the birds cheered for me, and the bike was more obedient. It made a slight noise, as if to say, "Little master, you are great!" "

In this cycling, I surpassed myself and tasted the joy of success, which made me understand that "the sword front comes from sharpening, and the plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold". As long as you persevere and never give up, you will succeed!

(3) Learn to Ride a Bicycle on an Unforgettable Day

My neighbors are all experts in cycling, but I can't do it at all. They promised me to teach me to ride a bicycle in the summer vacation.

One afternoon in the summer vacation, my neighbors and I went to a professional cycling venue. Wow! There are many people there. Some people can ride bicycles with one hand, some can go around in circles, and some can even ride bicycles to the highest place and slide backwards. That posture is so beautiful! Neighbors said to me, "You see there are so many people now, why don't you find an open space?" I quickly found a clearing and begged, "Can you always practice now?" They nodded, brought a bicycle, then taught me the posture of riding a bicycle, told me the essentials of riding a bicycle, and finally showed me the action. I thought to myself, "Why is it so difficult? Just give up! " As if I had lost the battle, I sat listlessly on my bike and put my foot on the pedal. As soon as I stepped on it, I fell. They said to me kindly, "To keep your body balanced, you should first put your feet gently on the pedal, and then straighten the faucet of the car so that you can ride." According to what they said, I righted the tap, sat up straight, looked ahead, and twisted the pedal with my feet. I didn't expect it to be really smart. I really didn't fall. I want to practice difficult, thinking about it, and I speed up unconsciously. Suddenly a car rushed over, and I was in a hurry. I only heard a "plop". I fell to the ground and was heavily pressed by my bicycle. They smiled and said, "You can't eat hot tofu if you are impatient. Who told you to ride so fast?" I found my feet were still bleeding. "Hold on, don't back down!" " They encouraged me to say. I got up slowly and continued to practice hard. The day is almost over, and I finally learned to ride a bike.

on my way home, I came home happily with joy and the fruits of victory.

(4) Story of growing up in the fourth grade 4 words

This summer vacation, I made up my mind to learn to ride a bike. My whole family supported me, my mother bought me a car, and my grandfather was my coach.

at first, as soon as I got on it, I had to fall off. After falling several times, I slowly understood the trick of getting on the bus. This time, I hooked the pedal, pushed my left foot forward and my right foot slammed into the pedal. The bike started to move slowly. But the good times didn't last long. Because I couldn't grasp the front of the car, I sat on the bike for less than 3 seconds and fell down. At this time, grandpa followed my car and pulled the seat to protect me and guide me. Told me to hold the tap steady, look ahead and ride boldly. I pulled the tap stiffly and rode a long way. Grandpa kept encouraging me, and after several days of practice, I gradually understood the essentials of cycling. I'm bold, I'm relaxed, and the tap is at my beck and call. I have more confidence in learning to ride a bike. Now I have not only learned to make big turns and small turns. You can also ride around in crowded places in the community. Seeing that I have such achievements, I can't help secretly happy in my heart. The next goal is to get ready to ride on the road. At present, it is still difficult for me, but I am confident that I will succeed!

learning to ride a bike not only increases knowledge but also exercises. It's true that learning and exercising are both right!

(5) Unforgettable first time-the first time riding a bike on the road. Composition

[6] 55 words about the composition Unforgettable past the first time riding a bike

There are countless interesting things in my childhood, but what I will never forget for many years is the first time riding a bike.

that morning, my father bought me a brand-new bike. I couldn't put it down, but I immediately became worried: I can't ride it. What should I do? Dad saw through my mind and comforted me, saying, "Learn slowly, where there is a will, there is a way."

In the afternoon, my father pushed his bike and came to the playground with me. "Let's go!" Dad smiled at me.

Dad smiled at me. I couldn't wait. I rode my bike and circled the playground twice. It was exhausting. I pushed my dad and saw his panting. I found a feeling myself, so I let him go. But as soon as my dad let go, I fell heavily. Time and time again, my dad helped me up and rested with me under the tree. I remember my father said to me, "Don't be too anxious, son. You should hold the bicycle faucet steady, don't shake it on both sides, bow forward a little, sit well, keep balance, step on the pedal with your feet, and cooperate with your hands and feet. If you do these things, you will almost know it." I stood up and set foot on my bike with confidence again, trying to do what my father said, but I made a sharp turn and fell down halfway, and I was almost desperate. "How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?" I hear that song again.

I rode on it again, the birds followed me, the sun shone on me, the young trees watched me, my father looked at me, my bike accompanied me, and my self-motivation to learn pushed me, and my confidence gave me strength. In this case, I move forward quickly. Finally, sweat made me learn to ride a bike.

Since then, * * * has persisted in everything, because I know-"Where there is a will, there is a way".

I remember that on my eighth birthday, my grandmother bought me a bicycle with two small wheels beside it. Two years later, I was ten years old! Say to dad, "I'll help you remove the two wheels next to you. You should learn to ride a bike!" " So, I promised my father that I would give it a try!

it's really a fine day today! Sunny, birds and flowers, I thought: Ha ha, today's weather is good, it seems to be a good day to learn to ride a bike! So, I took my beloved bike to the yard.

I'm going to learn to ride a bike! Dad put his hand behind the car and let me ride it. "ah! Come on! " My mother encouraged me. After listening to my mother, I nodded. Before riding, I thought: Come on! Keep your balance!

First test ride, ah-ouch! It really hurts. I can't keep my balance and turn left the first time my father let go! At that time, I had some fears in my heart, but more confidence! Failure is the mother of success. Work hard and believe that you will succeed!

during the second test ride, I looked straight ahead and insisted on keeping my body in balance and not losing control! Go-although I still wrestled this time, my balance is better and I can keep my balance for two minutes! Later, I went back to the house and decided that I needed to study urgently for a sip of water, listen to the methods my father taught me and work hard!

the third test ride is about to start! My heart is full of confidence. I made a bet with myself. I think I can succeed this time. Ten minutes later, the results came out, and I learned to ride a bike. Really, I was very excited at that time!

since I learned to ride a bike for the first time, I have learned that failure is the mother of success, and if I work hard towards my goal, I will succeed.

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⑺ An unforgettable thing (riding a bike

An unforgettable thing-learning to ride a bike

There are many things that left an impression on me in my mind, but the most unforgettable thing is learning to ride a bike.

It was the last semester of Grade Five

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Mom said earnestly, "You can learn if you can't ride. Your father and I have already discussed it. We will definitely teach you to ride a bike to school. However, you should also be prepared to suffer a little!" I nodded hard. "

Since then, the first thing I did after I went home from school every night was to learn to ride a bike with my mother. I remember that when I learned to ride a bike for the first time, my mother helped me behind me. I jumped on the bus with trembling, and just kicked a few feet, I fell

. At this time, my mother helped me get on the bus. I didn't expect that riding a bike is not as easy to learn as I usually thought. Although my mother

helped me behind, riding it was just like riding on a crazy wild boar, and I couldn't control it at all. Suddenly, my car leaned to the side, and with a thud, I fell "dog eats shit" and my hand

arm fell. My mother helped me to lift the car, patted the dust on my body, smiled and said, "Everyone learns to ride a bike for the first time. Only those who

make progress despite difficulties can win the final victory. Don't you know the truth that failure is the mother of success?" I thought about my mother's words carefully, and found it really reasonable. So, I once again got up the courage to get on the bike ... Later, after a period of hard training, I finally learned to ride a bike.

Learning to ride a bike not only taught me a skill, but also taught me a truth: there is nothing in the world that I can't learn! As long as you have determination, confidence and perseverance, you will be able to overcome difficulties and win the final victory!

an unforgettable thing: riding a bike

In my childhood, I had many firsts, such as learning to cook, learning English and writing for the first time ... But if I want to say the unforgettable first time, I have to count it, that is, learning to ride a bike.

That time was when I was still in the third grade. Be sure to learn to ride a bike.

One weekend, I finished my homework early, and my father and I pushed my bike to an open space, and then I began to learn. My father taught me first.