An essay on bicycles.

In our daily life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition. Composition requires a complete text structure, and endless composition should be avoided. How to write a good composition? The following is my carefully arranged composition on the topic of bicycles. Welcome everyone to refer to it, I hope it will help you.

On Saturday, I learned to ride a bike, especially after the exciting study.

I heard my classmate say in front of me that he learned to ride a bike and laughed at me for not being able to ride it, so I began to learn to ride a bike.

At first, I would like to hold his faucet tightly, then sit on the seat, then step on the pedal with my right foot, then step back with my left foot, the wheel starts to turn, and then take a step back and forth, because I actually didn't hold it well, and fell to the ground to chew the mud with the dog. So, I found the local railing. I will hold the railing with one hand and the lead with the other, then sit on the seat, then step on the pedal with my right foot, then step on the pedal with my left foot, and the wheels will rotate quickly. Then I will step on the pedal and shuttle back and forth, looking straight ahead. After repeated failures, I finally learned to ride a bike.

I just found out. I'm so happy. This experience not only taught me to ride a bike, but also taught me a truth: failure is the mother of success.

During Tomb-Sweeping Day holiday, my brother, elder brother and elder sister held a bicycle race on a 1000-meter-long path.

"Game, start!" I quickly got on the pedal, and my brother began to accelerate to the finish line. I fell behind and tried my best to get on the bus, but I still couldn't keep up. Because my sister is a novice, riding a swing, she accidentally jumped into the Woods, overturned and was fired. My brother can ride a bike, but he is a little fast. ...

About 500 meters, I was panting and sweating, and my brother in front seemed to be worse, so I sprinted with all my strength! Where's the younger brother in the back? Not being dumped? Really fragile. Suddenly, I found that my brother's speed was slowly decreasing. I was about to rush up, but my brother accelerated and slowed down. It turned out that he had no physical strength, just didn't want me to overtake, so he used up his physical strength in this way, and then I overtook!

When I came back, the result was: I was second, my brother was second, my brother was third, and my sister was nameless.

I really like riding horses today!

Today is Sunday. I finished my homework and saw the children riding bicycles. I want to ride them, too

I excitedly went back to my mother and said, "I want to ride a bike." Mother casually said, "All right." I am both happy and nervous.

My mother taught me the first car, and my mother said, "Put the pedal, and then put the other pedals." I have studied for a long time. My mother taught me to help a good leader, dear. My mother said, "Turn right by bike, turn left and put the faucet on, turn right by bike, and turn right when you go out." But I tried many times and failed. My mother encouraged me to talk seriously, but after listening to her words, I suddenly learned how to speak. Mother said, "It also has eyes in front of its eyes." I listened to my mother and learned to ride a bike.

I'm so happy!

Today, my father and I went to buy a bike. My father chose a yellow bike for me.

This is my first bike. I've never ridden it before. When I got home, my father took me downstairs and taught me to ride a bike. My father helped me pull the back of my seat and I rode on it. As soon as my father let go, I fell. It's raining in Mao Mao outside, so we continue to practice. It rained harder and harder, so my father and I rode home soon.

I still want to ride a bike, so grandpa took me to the basement to practice. At first, my grandfather sat in my seat, but later he let go and I was able to ride, but I couldn't turn. At this time, my father also came down to watch, so I rode it to find my father. Although I often fell down at first, my father praised me for being great. I touched my sore knee and was very happy.

Today the weather is fine, but my mother always lets me ride a bike, but I can't ride it. I thought to myself: I have to practice slowly.

First, I sat on the seat of my bike, then I put my right foot on the pedal, and my right foot was immediately put on the pedal. Then I pedal my right foot and the wheel turns slowly. After riding for a while, I came down not far and fell down. I kept practicing and finally did it.

But, I think, I know I have never wrestled. However, one night, I rode my bike very fast, as fast as lightning. But I suddenly fell down and was in pain. I wanted to cry, but I cried, because my mother always said to me, "People can't cry." Remembering this sentence, I held back my tears, stood up and began to ride a bike.

I learned the last lesson and rode slowly for five laps. I stopped suddenly, thinking back to what happened just now, and I thought: Why didn't I fall? I am very happy. Many things happen. I finally learned to ride a bike.

Through this, I know that as long as I study hard, I can succeed anyway.

I have a silver bike without a safety wheel, which my parents bought for me on Saturday. It is a folding bed with a basket and a small bell in front. The basket can hold my schoolbag, and the sound of the little bell is crisp and pleasant, which can be heard from a distance. It has a lock at the back, so it is not easy to be stolen. Its faucet is relatively high, its body is relatively long, and it is very comfortable to ride.

This is my first time riding a bike without a safety wheel, but I still stick to the ground tightly. Oh, dear! It hurts! I let out a cry and my mother realized that I had a big fall. But I still have confidence! I got on the bike again, but I tripped again ... After riding a few times, I found that only by keeping my eyes on the front and stepping on the accelerator hard can I ride well. After repeated practice, I finally learned to ride a bike without a safety wheel! I am very, very happy after riding a bike. I rode my bike around the community, and other children envied me when I saw it.

My baby is a silver bicycle, inconspicuous, embroidered and the brakes often fail. Many people also asked me to change a bike, but I ignored those people's words. Besides, this bike rides fast! And you can ride it. Why does everyone want me to change it? This is a mystery.

My bike was originally because I was just about to be promoted to grade one and grew taller. Originally, my bike was too small, and my father's colleague gave it to me, but because a tire leaked, my father tried the old one, but I didn't expect it to work, so I bought two new tires and changed them.

I remember once, my friends and I ran a race in the community. I was far ahead, and I was about to reach the finish line, but I hit a post at a corner, so I became the second. My beloved car was injured, too, but it passed by me and my friends, so it was as fast as before.

I hope to find my precious bike and accompany me to college. I hope it can continue to run with me by my side.

Riding a bike is not an easy task. Although I can have four wheels, what about two wheels? So I decided to learn a bicycle with two wheels!

On this day, my grandfather and I learned bicycles in the garden. I sat up carefully, and then, one by one, I lifted my feet. At this moment, I didn't keep my balance. Fortunately, my feet quickly supported the ground and almost fell with the car. So, I asked my grandfather to carry my car around. I tried to find the feeling, then I got up the courage to ride for a while, but I still pulled people down. Grandpa said, "If you want to keep your balance, move quickly!" " "I listened to my grandfather, remembered the main points, and rode again. Finally, in order to keep my balance, I didn't fall. I raised my hand happily and said loudly, "I finally succeeded!" " "

Riding a bike, finally learned. When I have time, I'd rather ride a bike in the garden downstairs.

My bike is broken, and I am very sad. So, during the summer vacation, my mother bought me another one.

This bike is red with black and white tires. This is a children's mountain bike. Ride briskly There is also a vocabulary bag in the car, where you can put some things.

However, I put a lot of effort into assembling this car. We unpacked and my father put on the tires. Turn it around with your hand. Tighten it! Finally, the front of the car is ready.

But the back of the car is still falling apart. I was very happy to see it, and I was very excited at the thought of installing it soon. Finally! I started to pack my back. What puzzles us most is that we "braked" several times. Great! Dad's patience is running out! I finally finished. I am so happy to see it, and my smile is so sweet!

I must cherish it!

After I learned to ride a bike, I couldn't wait to ride on the road. Once my mother really agreed, and I suddenly accelerated when I rode downhill to Meishan River Bridge. I can't stop or get off the bus. In this way, I staged speed and passion! My mother was dumbfounded with fear ... I felt as if I had fallen from the sky, and I was so nervous that I was at a big crossroads. I want to: Go ahead or turn right?

Later, when I was about to fall, I stopped in time. My mother is a false alarm! Mom said that she really regretted letting me ride on the road, and she would never let me ride again, only in the designated safe area. It's morning now, and we pass a section where there are few people and cars. At my request, my mother still agreed to let me ride. I'm so happy, from the snail's speed to a comfortable ride.

Composition on Bicycle 1 1 One Sunday night, my father took me to learn to ride a bicycle.

Dad pushed me first. I think riding a bike is easy! ! After riding less than one meter, I fell, I fell, and tried again and again. So I fell down, and I thought, "It's too difficult to ride a bike. I won't learn. " Watching dad learn to ride a bike broke out in a sweat, so I'd better learn! ! Dad said, "Don't shake hands when riding a bike. Don't step on the pedal. I did as my father said, and sure enough, I learned to ride a bike.

Although I feel numb all over, I am still happy because I have learned new skills, and so on.

Composition on Bicycle 12 Last year, my father bought me a bicycle!

The color of bicycles is almost all green, only a little black. There is a hot wheels and a flashlight on my little bike. Let's start with hot wheels. It is mounted on wheels. Turn on the switch at night, and you can see the rapid rotation of hot wheels from far away, and others will know that there is a bicycle. Let's start with the flashlight, which is installed on the handle. You can adjust it up and down, depending on the situation on the road, and you can also see if there is a big pit. My bike has three gears, fast, flat and light, and it is internally variable. It's heavy when you pedal quickly, but it's fast; Flat gears are like ordinary people riding bicycles; Easy to ride. I like to use high gear because it is very fast.

Children, this is my little bike! Riding a bike to exercise also brings me a lot of happiness. I finish my homework at night, and I often go to play by bike. Ride safely first, you will fall down if you ride too fast! Children, you should also pay attention to safety when riding a bike!

I like sports, and I like riding a bike. I also want to take good care of my bike.