I learned to skate.

You can refer to it and use some good words and sentences to inspire your writing ideas. These are all written by children in the fourth grade. I hope they can help you:

(1) Whenever I see big brothers and sisters skating freely and carefree on the skating rink, I always feel envious. Look! How comfortable they are. Some run smoothly, some run backwards, and some open their arms while drinking drinks, just like light swallows soaring in the air. On the other hand, I can only stay and watch. ...

One day in the summer vacation, my cousin came to my house. He pulled me aside and said mysteriously, "How about going skating?" ? "Really? Great! " I promised excitedly, but I was worried that I would fall down and make a joke.

Came to the skating rink, bought tickets and put on skates. My brother told me the essentials of skating: "Lean forward a little, bend your legs a little …" My brother said while demonstrating, but I didn't dare to move a step. So my brother took my hand and slowly retreated, while I held my brother's hand tightly and muttered, "You can't let go!" " "My brother said angrily," You can't learn by always relying on me. "I said quickly," no, don't. "Brother or let it go. I stepped back a few steps, grabbed the handrail again and refused to let go, moving like an old woman. My brother saw it and stared at me and said, "How did you learn to be so timid? "I blushed and thought: I am not a stupid child, I must be brave. Thinking of this, I got up my courage again and slipped like my brother. Who knows that I fell on the spot without slipping a few steps. I rubbed my sore ass, got up and continued to slide. My brother is applauding and cheering for me. Gradually, gradually, I seem to find the feeling. The more I skate, the bolder I am and the smoother I skate. I am so happy that my brother praised me: "Sister, you are great! I learn faster than me. "

Now, my skating posture is beautiful. If you don't believe me, let's take a look.

(2) Whenever I see other children skating freely like that, my heart is sour and I really envy them.

After a while, my mother seemed to read my mind and bought me a pair of roller skates.

Shoes, my heart is sweeter than honey. Early in the morning, I went out to learn skating with my shoes.

I quickly put on one shoe and was about to put on the other when I was worried: it would be strange if I didn't fall down when I put on the other shoe! Fortunately, at this time, my mother came over and I rushed over.

I rushed over and asked, "Mom, how can I wear the other shoe?" Mom said, "I'll help you put it on." I was secretly surprised to finally get dressed. It turns out that skating is not very difficult.

Suddenly, roller skates, like a runaway wild horse, deliberately played tricks on me and ran forward quickly, and my heart tightened. It's a good thing I didn't fall. My mother was there. I muttered, "Damn skates." I was so angry that I really wanted to throw it away, but I couldn't resist the temptation, so I gritted my teeth and continued to slide down.

I was first helped by my mother and moved slowly. Seeing others skating so skillfully, I broke away from my mother's hand and skated forward alone. Suddenly, my foot slipped, my body suddenly leaned back and fell to the ground with a splash. That taste is really hard, but I feel very painful anyway.

I struggled to get up and slide forward. Just when I was proud, I saw a manhole cover in front of me. I was shocked and thought: this is over. If I brake, I won't. No brakes! Will fall, what should I do? Unconsciously, my foot has touched the manhole cover. It's too late, but too soon. Just as I was about to fall to the ground, I suddenly put my hand on the ground. What a close call! I almost fell.

After constant practice, I finally learned to skate. This made me understand a truth: skating must have perseverance and perseverance to succeed, and of course it is the same for doing other things.