Riding a bike for the first time

6 essays on riding a bike for the first time

There are always many situations when you learn cycling for the first time. I obviously want to turn left, but it goes to the right, bent on making the bike obedient, and it will fall down if it is not careful. Do you remember the first time you rode a bike? Record it! The following is my first composition about cycling, I hope it will help you.

On my ninth birthday, my grandmother bought me a bike. The color of this bicycle is red, only the tires and handlebars are black, and there are some cartoon patterns on the body. I like it!

One afternoon, I happily followed my grandfather out to learn to ride a bike. When he came to the playground, grandpa made a demonstration first, and his movements were very skilled. I clapped again and again. Next, grandpa asked me to have a try. But as soon as I went up, I fell down, and I rubbed a large piece of skin on my leg, and my tears were almost coming out. At this time, I began to shrink back and thought, "Can I do it?" But I thought about it again: "In the eighth cycle, the third grade Chinese textbook last semester, the prince" fell down "again and again, but didn't he" stand up "by the eighth cycle? I want to learn from him, I can, I will! I am sure I can learn to ride a bike! " Thinking about it, I endured the pain and slowly got up from the ground. I picked up my bike again and learned to tackle the ball first. After a while, I gradually mastered the balance. Then, grandpa held the car body and I rode on it. After riding a few times, I mastered the skills. Grandpa let me go when I wasn't looking, but I didn't expect to fall down again. I'm not afraid this time, and I'll keep riding. I fell down again and again, scarred, but not discouraged at all.

Finally, I got on my bike and started to stagger. Unexpectedly, the bicycle gradually stabilized and did not fall off. I made it!

Although I was sweaty and exhausted, I finally learned to ride a bike!

The composition of riding a bike for the first time (Part II) One day, I saw others riding a bike and was envious, so I secretly vowed to learn to ride a bike.

Today, my mother bought me a brand-new bike, and I thought to myself: I'm finally going to embark on a cycling journey. As soon as I got on the bike, it swayed from side to side. I couldn't help it. After shaking for a while, the car finally stopped shaking, and I thought to myself: Haha, finally subdued. Just then, the car plopped down, and I fell on a dog and my arm was broken. I have no fighting spirit and want to give up. When my mother found out, she said to me, "You should keep your balance when riding a bike and be patient when doing things. You can't give up if you fail. " After listening to my mother's words, I was a little embarrassed, but I soon recovered my confidence. Riding again, although the bike still didn't listen to me, I learned to ride slowly according to the skills my mother said, and I didn't fall down after riding for several times. Finally, I learned to ride a bike. I shouted happily to my mother, "Mom, I succeeded, I succeeded." My mother nodded at me with relief.

Through this incident, I understand that we must be patient in doing things.

On Sunday, my father bought me a bike to ride tomorrow.

The next day, my father helped me take my bike out. It's so nice here! Green grass, red flowers, lovely birds and blue sky are really a good place to ride a bike.

Dad said, "son, ride!" " "I went up with one foot first, but I didn't hold it. Before the other foot went up, I fell down. Suddenly, I fell to the ground and I said, "It hurts me." Dad said, "Nothing, try again." I gritted my teeth and got up. Then, one foot was raised, and the other foot remained the same. I didn't go up, so I fell down again. This time, my ass suffered. I said angrily to my father, "I won't ride this bike if it doesn't obey." "Dad said," Be patient and learn bit by bit so that you can ride. "People are not born to do everything, but learn bit by bit, so that they can have more and more knowledge. "I have to get up and go to school. Father said, "Hold your hand and sit on your ass. Don't panic. " I remembered these words, riding a bike, but I sat firmly and held firmly, but I didn't step on my foot well. Father ran to hold the car, and I held my feet steady. Then, I rode slowly and kept riding until my father let go. I don't know. In this way, I unconsciously learned to ride a bike.

Actually, riding a bike is not difficult. As long as I persist, I have learned something. People are not born with these skills, and they can learn them if they want to. I like riding a bike!

On my birthday this year, my grandmother gave me a pink bike with the handlebar turned up and a small pink basket in front, which can also hold my delicious food! I sing happily at the thought that I will run in the fields on my beloved bike. ...

Pushing a cart for the first time, I'm very nervous. I have the car, and I am not obedient at all, let alone riding a bike. I pushed for a long time before my heart stabilized. The car slowly began to listen. I sat on my bike and pedaled hard with my feet, but I couldn't see the car moving forward. It turns out that my efforts are uneven. After I mastered the method, I rode quickly and evenly. When I am really proud, it is not good. There is a stone on the road. My mother shouted, "Brake, brake quickly." At this time, I was anxious, at a loss, and crashed into it at once. I fell heavily from the car, my ass hurt for a long time, I couldn't walk, and my legs were skinned. I thought, "I just fell off the battlefield. Really boring, alas! Nothing is smooth sailing! "

My mother seemed to see what was on my mind, and while giving me medicine, she encouraged me to say, "Nothing is difficult in the world, if you put your mind to it, what will you suffer if you break your flesh?"

After listening to my mother's words, I got up the courage to ride a bike again. At the moment, the birds are cheering for me, the wind is wiping my sweat, and the flowers are applauding me. I learned! I really can't believe it. I went from falling on my ass to riding happily. I really learned to ride a bike.

Every time I see my friends riding bicycles together, I envy them. I make up my mind: I must learn to ride bicycles.

One Sunday afternoon, my third aunt and I came to our backyard to learn to ride a bike.

First of all, Third Aunt said, "I'll show you first, and then you can learn." After that, I quickly jumped on the bike, showed it to me in a circle, and then jumped down. I saw it and thought: riding a bike should be very simple! It was too easy to meet my third aunt, so I said, "What's the difficulty? I'll try! " "After that, I jumped on the bike. As a result, I just jumped on it and fell down because I couldn't control my balance. I sat on the ground, touched my ass and cried out in pain, "My ass hurts to death. "At this time, my third aunt came to comfort me:" Tong Qi, there is nothing easy to learn in the world. You should stick to it. "Listen to the third aunt, I'm angry again. Third aunt said, "I'll hold you first, and you can practice slowly. "So, I got on the bike, and my third aunt followed me and rode slowly. After riding for a while, Third Aunt suddenly let go and said that she wanted to see how I rode without help. As a result, I fell down before I finished. I don't know how many times I practiced, my ass was rotten, and my third aunt was so tired that I was sweating. Finally, after my hard work, everything paid off, and I finally learned to ride a bike.

Now, I can go out to play with my friends by bike. Through this study, I understand that as long as I work hard to do one thing well, I will succeed!

The composition of riding a bike for the first time (Chapter 6) "Ding, Ding ……" Listen, what is this sound? When I looked back, it turned out to be a bicycle. The little owner of the car passed me smartly. At this time, I had an idea in my heart-learn to ride a bike.

When I got home, I clamored for my mother to buy me a bike, but she refused. So I pestered her all day and all night. Finally, my mother candidly admit defeat and had to buy me a bike.

I pushed my bike to a road where almost no one walked and began to learn to ride. From the beginning, I got on the bus directly. As I expected, I fell down as soon as I got on the bus, which was too painful. "I can't even walk, how can I run!" I have to practice pulley hard. After an hour or two, I can't remember how many times I fell, and I was a little impatient. Suddenly, I found the "trick" of cycling. So I tried again. I stepped on the car seat cushion and pedaled hard with my left foot, and so did my right foot. I was thinking, "left, right, left, right, ..." My feet are almost the same. Gradually I can master the balance. In another hour or two, I can finally ride a bike. Just when I began to "worry", suddenly a man appeared in front of the car. I shouted: "get out of the way, get out of the way!" "I hold the brake handle with both hands. But this decline is inevitable. I fell on all fours, and my knees hurt when I got up again. How happy I am!

Learning to ride a bike taught me that no matter what I do in the future, I should be serious and do things well, and I can't get carried away.