Circular composition

For the first time in my life, I have said it too many times. Like the stars in the sky, countless. However, the first time is only once, which always makes me remember. I can't help laughing when I think about it.

Last winter vacation, my uncle gave me a brand-new bike. I jumped three feet with joy, because I had long wanted to have my own bike. Now I have it, can I not be happy?

I picked up my bike and carefully helped it to the door. There is a large open space in front of my house, which is the last place to learn to ride a bike. I shouted to grandpa to teach me to study.

The exercise began, and grandpa taught me to sit on it first. Then he held the handle while holding the mount, and I tried to step on it with my foot. However, the wheel head is like a naughty child. It always disobeys my orders. It turned left and right automatically, which made me almost fall down. After repeated several times, grandpa was already sweating and couldn't walk. When my mother saw me like this, she told me to learn to ride a car first. Riding in a car means holding the handle with both hands, stepping on one foot and retracting the other. Then my mother made several demonstrations. Then I learned to drive according to my mother's movements, alas, not bad! At least not as tired as just now. Over and over again, slowly, I quickly learned to drive. But I'm always afraid to get on the bus. At this time, my father came back. When he saw that I had learned to ride, he smiled mysteriously and said, "I can ride by myself, so it's easy to ride." After listening to my father's words, my energy came, forcing my father to help me ride a bike. Dad approached me and helped me into the car. While holding the car, he told me: keep your eyes on the front and step on it. I did as my father said. The speed is slowly increasing. When I turned around, my father was gone. I was in a panic. This is not good. A tree is waiting for me to hit it. I had to shout and try to turn the car around. Unfortunately, it is too late. The bike and the tree kissed warmly, and I lay on the ground. Dad stood by, still smiling. I was about to blame him, but he said he couldn't learn without wrestling. Fortunately, I was not hurt. The idea of "learning today" prompted me to get up from the ground, continue the exercise just now, and get up again after falling down. After more than half an afternoon of training, I finally learned to ride a bike. I'm so happy. I was so happy that I forgot my fatigue and pain.

This is my first time to learn to ride a bike. For the first time, I have gained too much. First of all, I got something. If you want to do a good job, you must first be not afraid of hardship, and you must have perseverance to get results. Secondly, I won the love of my family. I'm so happy.

Cycling composition 2 Whenever I see some children riding bicycles to chase and play freely in the square, I envy them.

One day, I came home from school and found a brand-new bike in the living room. Dad told me, "Your mother bought this for you. I'll teach you to ride a bike today! " "good!" I was so happy that I jumped three feet high and skipped to the community square with my father.

I'm a little nervous about starting cycling. My father said to me, "It is not difficult to learn to ride a bike. Bold, orange, orange, will soon learn. " I'll hold it in the back to make sure you don't fall. "

I climbed on the bike carefully. I didn't expect to almost fall down before kicking twice. I'm a little discouraged. I don't want to practice anymore. Dad encouraged me not to give up halfway and told me some essentials of cycling. I got up my courage and stepped on the curved pedal to get on the bus. I hold the handlebar with both hands, look straight ahead, flex my legs and pedal rhythmically. After riding a few laps, I felt much more relaxed, only to hear my father shouting happily at the back: "Xuan, you will soon learn to ride a bike!" " "Dad has secretly let go. I am so happy that I can ride my bike without others' help.

The next day, my father taught me how to turn again. However, turning is not as simple as I thought. When it comes to turning, the car is always out of control and always leans to one side. Dad said to me, "Don't turn too fast when turning." I practiced carefully as my father said. Slowly learned to turn.

Once, I cycled around the square several times, but my father couldn't catch up with me. However, when I want to stop, I don't know how to brake. I keep spinning like a top. I was frightened and shouted, "Dad-Dad-help me stop!" "My embarrassment caused people's laughter in the square. Dad rushed over a few steps and grabbed the handlebar to stop my "top".

In the next few days, I was fascinated, and whenever I was free, I pestered my father to practice cycling with me. Many things happen. On the fifth day, I can ride a bike with my parents.

I not only learned to ride a bike, but also learned to be strong, persistent and brave, and I also gained the joy of success!

Speaking of learning to ride a bike, it is really a "history of blood and tears"!

In the third grade, many students around me can ride bicycles, and some even have their own bicycles. I can't control my temper and am determined to keep up with the trend.

I found two good friends who are very experienced in cycling to teach me. My two teachers: Xu Jingying and Zhang Jianan, one holds the handle of my car, and the other holds the back seat of my car for balance. I can't seem to keep my balance naturally. Even if they hold it, the body has been shaking from side to side. In this way, less than 100 meters, Zhang Jianan shouted: "Stop, stop, stop! Let me have a rest. " I put my foot down from the pedal to support the car body. Panting Zhang Jianan changed her normal state and became less dirty. He sat on a big stone beside him to have a rest. Xu Jingying also sat down. Xu Jingying said to me, "Ride by yourself, have a rest and we will teach you."

"Very good." I answered, but I was very uneasy: I couldn't ride it originally, but now I am allowed to ride it myself. Will I fall? No, have confidence in yourself, how can you give up easily! Just try it. So, I slammed on the accelerator with confidence, and Xiangqian Che drove away. It happened that I was afraid that something would come, so my bike fell down. Before I knew it, the car had hit me. Two teachers were attracted by my screams. They saw me sitting on the ground checking my injuries. Xu Jingying asked me if I was in pain. Zhang Jianan didn't comfort me, but gloated: "Do you have a grudge against bicycles?"

"This is because I am still a beginner," I said indignantly. I thought: Xu Jingying is still good to me.

I studied like this for about a month. One day, two teachers were joking and ignored me. I decided to show them myself and see how they would laugh at me in the future. So, I did as they said, holding the handlebar tightly, keeping my balance and looking forward. One meter, two meters ... haha, I'm so excited to see the inverted scenery on both sides. I actually succeeded!

I deliberately rode my bike in front of two teachers. They looked at me in surprise, but soon changed from dumbfounded to approving.

In order to reward me for learning to ride a bike, my parents also bought me a brand-new pink bike. Now, I often take my brother out for a ride by bike!

Cycling composition 4 "Life is made up of countless firsts." Seeing this sentence in Yilin, I couldn't help thinking deeply: yes, I experienced the story of playing basketball for the first time; Experience the happy journey of climbing Qingyuan Mountain for the first time; Write down an interesting account of the first time I played table tennis ... but what I want to share with you most is the joke I played when I rode my bike for the first time.

When I was in the second grade, I could only ride a four-wheeled bike. Seeing senior students riding two-wheeled bicycles to and from school, I was envious and thought: I want to learn to ride a bicycle, too.

Under my soft grinding and hard foam, my father took me to the open space of the community to learn to ride a bike. Dad put his hands on the back of the car and said, "son, step on it boldly." Don't be afraid when dad is around. " "I quickly sat in the car seat and slammed my foot on the pedal. Haha, the car is driving steadily. It's so comfortable for the wind to pass by your ear gently.

I proudly thought: no way, I used to be a genius, and I could ride a bike without learning. Just then, I heard the shortness of breath behind me, and suddenly remembered that my father was still helping me push the cart. I immediately concentrated, looked at the road ahead, clenched the handlebars with both hands and stepped on them rhythmically. One lap, two laps, three laps ... Half an hour has passed, and I feel that I have mastered the skills of riding a bicycle. I said confidently, "Dad, I want to ride by myself. You have a good rest." Dad wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Well, be careful."

Without my father holding the back frame, I feel my bike is much lighter and faster to ride. No, there is a big tree in front of me. I panicked and my hands trembled involuntarily. The bicycle began to take the "S" route, so anxious that my father shouted at the back: "Brake quickly."

At that moment, before I could brake, the car slammed into the trunk, and the whole person fell to the ground, with Venus in his eyes, and he couldn't help crying. Dad ran over and helped me up, patted the dust on my body and said, "If you don't fall, you won't learn to ride a bike." I nodded, bravely stood up and continued to drive. ...

Riding a bicycle for the first time has both joy and tears, courage and cowardice, success and failure, but it also brings a lot of gains: as long as you have determination, you can succeed.

Last summer vacation, I saw many children riding bicycles. I want to ride, but I can't. I'll just wait for my father to come back from work and teach me.

When it was dark, dad finally came back from work! As soon as he entered the room, I asked my father, "Dad, can you teach me to ride a bike?" Dad changed his shoes and said cheerfully, "Good! However, I don't have time during the day, so you can go to school when I come back from work at night! Shall we practice together after dinner tonight? " I said, "Great."

After eating in a hurry, I urged my father to go downstairs and push my mother's bike. For safety, my father took me to the road on the west side of the community, where the street lights were very bright and there were few pedestrians. When I first started practicing, my father helped me drive in the back. I sat in my seat, barely reaching the pedal with my feet. Before I stepped on it enough, the car tilted and I wanted to roll over. While running with the car, my father said to me, "You hold the handle of the car and look forward. Don't worry, I'm here!" " "I said nervously," Ah! Yeah! Dad, I'm afraid of falling! "As soon as I spoke, I felt the car tilted. I didn't control it well, and I fell to the ground at once. I immediately began to cry. Dad quickly helped me up and asked with concern, "Are you okay?" I covered my skinned knee and muttered, "Dad, I'm not practicing. It's too difficult. I can't learn at all. Let's go home! " "Dad encouraged me to say," Girl, you can do anything like this, then you can do nothing! " You see, dancing is so difficult, have you learned everything? And won so many awards! I just started learning to ride a bike. It has always been like this! You have to stick to it, I believe you, and you will learn. "After listening to my father, I helped the car to practice again. Dad has been encouraging me at the back: "ride boldly, it's okay, I'm here!" " "Gradually, I feel that the car is obedient. It goes wherever I tell it to go, riding and riding. When I looked back, my father didn't know when to let go, but I could ride a bike myself!

Every night when I go home, I report to my mother. What have I learned? In less than a week, I learned to go uphill, downhill, turn left and turn right. I even know how to drive fast! My mother always praised me: "My girl is great! I am proud of you! " I was secretly happy to hear that, but I can't forget what my father said to me: "Don't give up halfway, or you will learn nothing!" " "Yes, if you do everything by halves, how can you learn skills?

As a reward, my parents bought me a bike and rode their own "special car". Don't mention how happy I am!

Cycling Composition 6 Recently, there is a new member in my family. This is a brand-new bike.

Whenever I go out for a walk, I can't bear to leave it at home, so I drag it out and take it with me. But there are always some friends younger than me who will ride in front of me quickly, which makes me a little shy. So, I made up my mind: I must learn to ride a bike!

However, I can't even ride a bike well. How can I ride so fast? I sat in a high chair, my eyes looking forward and my feet jerked forward. "Oh, help!" "I fell to the ground. My heart seems to have been poured with a pot of cold water, and my enthusiasm has dropped from one hundred degrees to zero.

But a miracle happened to me. On that sunny day, I borrowed Feng's bike and immediately sat on the seat with one foot on the ground and the other foot on the pedal. I gave a hard push and the supporting foot was lifted at once. The wheel rolled up and rushed forward like a ball. But after a while, it slowed down. I landed on my feet at once, so I didn't fall. So I practiced over and over again. Suddenly, a bold idea came out: riding on both feet.

I immediately began to perform the task, which made me have a big stone hanging in my heart. I nervously put one foot on the pedal and looked into the distance. At this time, there was no sound around, only me, as if the whole world had stopped. I stopped imagining and stepped on it with one foot and the other.

God, I'm shocked. Looking back, I have been riding for a long time! I was so excited that I turned and rode back, trying to ride my bike. I took a deep breath, looked ahead and slammed on the gas pedal. I did it. I did it. I'm ecstatic. I seem to have lost half my weight. So I made another request to myself: speed up cycling.

This immediately made me look serious and my eyes were shining. I pulled my bike to an empty place and rode it carefully. I saw the speed getting faster and faster, and the wind was cheering for me. I feel like a bird, flying on the road. When I stopped, the scenery on the roadside changed. Looking back, the community has disappeared.

When I rode my bike back quickly, Feng praised me. I smiled, but my heart was full of joy and I went home to report good news to my parents.

On that day, I was the only one who really knew that I not only learned to ride a bike, but also felt the joy of success.

Cycling Composition 7 Every time I walk around the streets and lanes, the bicycles on the non-motor vehicle lanes go back and forth. Look at these cyclists, let alone envy them! They are riding bicycles, so cool. So I made up my mind that I must learn to ride a bike.

That summer vacation, I straddled my beloved bike for the first time. Sitting on it, I suddenly feel so tall! Hey, where's the ground? The original seat is too high. Thanks to my father's support, otherwise I would have collapsed. After adjusting my seat, my father told me: "When riding a bike, we don't pay attention to fast or slow, but we should ensure the stability and balance of riding a bike." When the tire is flat, we must inflate it. But now, let's not consider these first, we must learn to ride first. " I responded, then my father helped me hold the front of the car, and I slowly stepped on the accelerator. I was so nervous that I couldn't see where to look. I closed my eyes and just walked forward for fear of falling to the ground. Unexpectedly, I accidentally stepped on it hard and the car suddenly lost its balance. Really, even the car and people fell to the ground together, and my father rushed forward. Fortunately, I'm fine.

I think I should learn my lesson and be careful. Continue to "hit the road". Then I made another suggestion: "Dad, why don't you help me ride in the back?" "ok!" So, this time my father followed me, and I rode forward steadily like a four-wheeled vehicle. After a while, I felt the breeze caressing my face, and flowers and trees flashed by me, which was very comfortable. But I always feel that something is wrong-the car is lighter! Dad must have let go! I quickly braked. I don't think I have learned how to get off. If I don't take some emergency measures, I will definitely fall into the mud, so I jumped outside and fell to the ground, while my car plunged into the mud next to me. I looked back and sure enough, my father was smiling and waving to me not far away. I yelled at him angrily, "Why don't you hug me?" Unexpectedly, my father was still grinning: "I let go to make you ride better!" " "Indeed, we can't habitually rely on others, we need to persist and have the courage to try. Gradually, I learned to ride a bike, and realized what "stability" and "balance" are, that is, being fast and slow, and being able to move freely.

From the first ride, I learned to persevere in everything and not give up easily, so as to reap the surprises brought by success!

Who hasn't ridden a bike? Who can't ride? It's really easy to ride a bike, but it's hard to ride fast in a race. Don't believe it? Then you can look below and see my experience.

On Saturday, our school held a bicycle race in the farmhouse.

We went to the farmhouse that day. Almost all the contestants were boys, only I was a girl. I thought: How embarrassing! So I was prepared to abstain before playing. I asked the headmaster in a low voice, "Can I not play?" The headmaster kindly said to me, "the important thing in the competition is not the ranking, but the participation." The headmaster seemed to read my mind and turned to Miss Li and said, "There is still a bike. Let's arrange a girl to take part in the competition!" So I have a date.

The game is about to start. The teacher announced the rules of the competition: "This time it's a 200m round trip, and a * * * ride is a 10 round trip ..."

"Ready-let's go!" We immediately rushed out like an arrow that left the string. Qin Dongmei and I, another girl, were left behind. I know I don't have enough endurance. If I rush up now, I will be exhausted and unable to ride in a short time. So, I decided to follow the "army" first and maintain my strength. Finally, sprint hard.

"Come on, girls! Boys leak oil ... "

"The girl is leaking oil! Boys come on ... "

The cheerleaders shouted louder and louder every time, and then looking back, Qin Dongmei was panting after running for three laps. I thought to myself: she can't even keep up with the "army", so I can't expect her to win. I am the only girl ... I grit my teeth and speed up. After 8 laps, my legs are harder than diamonds. Looking up at them, one by one, instead of slowing down, they rushed forward faster, huh? How did Chen Shuang, the fastest rider, get behind me? "Qiu Yun hurry up! I am the last lap! " Just finished, he rushed forward, "Chen Shuang is the first!" The boys cheered. I never thought that I rode to the third place, so far from the first place! The second place also came out. It seems that I can only get the third place at most. I accelerated and rushed forward. No way! My legs can't stand it. At this moment, Zhang Weihua, who followed me closely, saw the opportunity and ran towards me. I missed, so he quickly rode over. ...

Hey! You'll know if I don't tell you, right? In addition, I'll tell you a little secret: the most embarrassing thing was not me, but Qin Dongmei. She is the last one. She hasn't hit a second-grade boy yet. Shh! Don't tell her I said it, or ...

Childhood is a fragrant flower, a small box full of secrets and a dazzling pearl necklace. Today, I will take a shiny pearl from this pearl necklace and tell you something about it.

I remember when I was ten years old, I saw my brother riding a bike to school all day, coming and going, flying around, and that chic look really made me envy. So, I pester my father to teach me to ride a bike every day. Finally, my father couldn't stand my indecision and promised to teach me to ride a bike.

On this day, my father launched his big bike. I was really scared when I looked at this old bicycle. I'm not much taller than a bike, and I have little strength. I hold the handlebar, but I can't control the front of the car. I tried my best to hold the handlebar and put one foot on the pedal, but just one step forward, I accidentally broke my mouth and chewed up the mud. Dad saw it, so he came and held me in the back. I staggered and rode again. Although I took a few steps forward, my heart jumped to my throat like a rabbit. I always worry that my father will let go and I will fall down again. In fact, my father let go after riding for two steps, but I just didn't know it. After riding for tens of meters, I feel the rear of the car is very light. Looking back, my father waved to me in the distance! I panicked and turned the handlebar. I heard a bang. I fell to the ground and felt a big, clear and purple bag on my forehead. And the bicycle, lying comfortably on the ground, two wheels whirring, as if laughing at me. Dad told me earnestly: "It is very difficult to learn to ride a bike, and you will encounter all kinds of unexpected difficulties." But just like learning, it will become very easy as long as you find a little trick. "Dad gave me a demonstration. Hold the faucet tightly with two big hands, one on the pedal and the other on the ground. When you pedal lightly, the bicycle wheels turn and the bicycle moves slowly. I remember a saying that "failure is the mother of success". I think anyone who learns to ride a bike will encounter difficulties. I want to be a strong person! I picked up my bike and rode it confidently. After falling down again and again, I finally learned to ride a bike!

Although I fell countless times, I learned a truth from learning to ride a bike: failure is not terrible! As long as you are full of confidence, set goals, practice hard and persevere, the final victory will definitely belong to you! You know, only through painful tempering can you appreciate the sweetness of success!

Cycling composition 10 "Dad, don't let go." "Well, Dad won't let go." I followed the sound, and it turned out that my uncle was teaching my little sister to ride a bike. Looking at their figures, I remembered the scene when I learned to ride a bike.

When I was in primary school, whenever I saw my neighbor's elder sister passing by by by bike, I would stare at her distant back in a daze and think to myself, if only I could ride a bike. So I begged my mother to buy me a bike. Maybe my mother agreed, because I really want to learn.

A few days later, a pink bike appeared in my house. I was very excited when I saw the bike. I immediately threw my schoolbag on the bed, pulled my mother to the car and asked her to teach me to ride a bike. Mom readily agreed. My mother wheeled me to a road that few people took. She smiled and said to me, "All right, baby, come on up and ride. My mother is behind you. " I looked at my mother, then at the car, jumped to the side of the car, got up slowly, held the handlebar tightly with both hands, looked straight ahead, and my heart was pounding. I said to my mother who was helping the car in the back, "Mom, let's start riding." Mom readily agreed. I learned the way my sister used to ride a bike. My feet began to push forward and the car slowly moved forward. I nervously said to my mother, "Mom, don't let go." "Well, don't let go." Mom replied. Hearing my mother's answer, I put down my hanging heart. I ride faster and faster. When I reached a corner, I felt I was leaning to the right. I couldn't help shouting, "Mom, I'm going to fall." When I fell to the ground, I looked around to see where my mother was. I turned around again and saw my mother running in a hurry. I can't help but feel a little wronged and burst into tears. Mom ran to my side and asked anxiously, "Baby, are you okay?" My mother helped me up from the ground. I looked at my mother and cried and said, "Mom, you are lying. Didn't you say you wouldn't let go? " My mother looked at me and said, "honey, if mom doesn't let go, you'll never learn to ride a bike." If you don't fall, you will never be careful when you turn the corner! " "I listened to my mother, wiped my tears and said," Mom, I get it. "After that, I climbed into the car again. Before long, I learned to ride a bike.

In riding a bicycle, I understand such a truth: in this life, mom and dad can't accompany you for a lifetime. Learn to get up by yourself after wrestling.