Circular composition

No matter in school or in society, everyone has the experience of writing a composition, so they are familiar with it. Writing is a transition from internal speech to external speech, that is, from compressed and concise language that they can understand to developed and standardized grammatical structure that others can understand. Have no clue when writing a composition? The following is my bicycle composition for your reference only. Let's have a look. Cycling composition 1 Spring has come, spring returns to the earth, and everything recovers. On this day, Fang Fang, mother, aunt and son Cheng Xiao took Dacheng to the newly opened "Global Botanical Garden". Wow, there is a dense lawn behind the botanical garden, and there are beautiful flowers on the lawn. Dacheng and Cheng Xiao went to play football, and Fangfang pushed her new bike. How beautiful! The handle of the bicycle is purple, the wheels are black and the body is orange. Everything is ready, Fangfang stepped forward carefully and he sat down slowly. Because I can't ride, I can only rely on my mother to push me at first. Two "football players" also joined in the fun. Dacheng taught him: "Come on, come down first, you should sit on it gently, and then put down the bracket. When you start riding, step on the ground first, keep a good balance, and then ... "Dacheng said for at least half an hour. After continuous practice, after 3 hours, I can finally ride 14 meters away. First, he slowly put one foot on the pedal, and the other foot stepped on the ground twice. Suddenly, he quickly put his foot back on the pedal. After sliding 3 meters, he felt a little unbalanced. He immediately pedaled with his left foot, right foot, left, right, left, right, left and right ... After a while, Fangfang learned to ride a bike. On Saturday morning, the sun shone softly on the earth, the warm wind was blowing gently, and the air was filled with faint fragrance ... My mother took out a bicycle that had not been washed for hundreds of years and wiped it clean, so that I could learn to ride a bicycle. As soon as I got on the bike, it fell to one side like a headless fly. I shouted, "ah! Get down. Come down! " . By virtue of inertia, I am in close contact with the ground. I kept trying without fear, and my mother kindly reminded me: "Keep your balance before riding." I did as my mother said, but the wheel of the bicycle turned once and stopped, which made me fall down again. I am a little discouraged, and my mother seems to understand my mind. Warm hands touched my head and gently encouraged me: "Come on, don't give up!" " "I cheer up again. I got on the bike again, kept my balance, stepped on the pedal slowly, and let the wheels turn ... slowly, slowly, slowly, unconsciously, the wheels turned round and round, and the grass on the roadside danced with the wind, as if to say, "Congratulations on learning to ride a bike, you have grown up!" "I smiled and really grew up! I learned to ride a bike. Cycling composition 3 Cycling is a long sport. My parents, grandparents had bicycles when they were young, which was already a luxury. Like Phoenix, it will always be a century-old brand. It's time to talk about me. I ride a 2 1 bike. I rode so fast today that I could hardly breathe! This afternoon, we are going out to eat. I want to go by bike, but my mother can't, so I have to drive. I ride a bike. This is no joke. The car just passed by, and my mother deliberately slowed down and waited for me. It's really exciting, but it's too much My mother and I are like racing on the road. Plus there are few cars at night. My bike runs on the road like two horses. Whoo! Mom says I'm fine. I can catch up with her when he is 20, but I still feel a little short. I'm still breathing. Suddenly, my mother handed me a key and told me to get it. No, mom, you lied to me. Fortunately, it's not far from here. That's what I think in my heart. Ah, I can finally treat myself well. After dinner, we will go back to the city square to live. When I get home, I think I can finally relax myself. My mother urged me to write my composition again. There is a band competition tomorrow. Ah, I'm going crazy! ! ! Writing a composition is for Mr. Wang, of course. After the first time I took Mr. Wang's class, I liked writing better. Of course, I prefer riding a bike now! Cycling composition 4 Every time I see a friend riding a bike, I envy him. Today, my father had a rest, so I pestered him to teach me to ride a bike. I can't wait to push my little bike out of the garage. Dad also found a bike to show me. While riding a bike, I said, "Keep your eyes on the front, hold the faucet steady and keep it balanced …" I thought to myself: It's as simple as that! Who wouldn't? I am eager to try, holding the faucet in both hands, getting on the bus carefully, putting my feet on the pedal and pushing hard. It was smooth at first, and after a while, the car wobbled like a drunk. With a splash, I suddenly fell into the grass on the side of the road, but fortunately I was not injured. What a close call! I continued to practice, this time my father helped me in the back, and I rode forward regardless of the willy-nilly. After a while, I rode very fast. Unconsciously, my father has let go, but I didn't notice it. I continued riding, but at a corner, because I was driving too fast, I suddenly hit a bud on the side of the road. I immediately fell to the ground and injured my left arm. Dad heard the voice and asked with concern, "calf, are you hurt?" "Why don't we practice tomorrow?" "No, man, what are you afraid of? I have to practice. " So, I endured the pain and kept practicing. Everything paid off, and I finally learned to ride a bike. Through this incident, I understand a truth: persistence is victory! On weekdays, my parents are busy with work, and my brother and I are busy with all kinds of homework; Weekend is the longest day for family reunion. We will watch TV, chat and visit department stores together ... among them, cycling is my favorite. In the days when spring is blooming, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and the breeze is blowing slowly, riding a bicycle is a happy and comfortable enjoyment, which makes people relaxed and happy. If you ride a bike in the cold and frosty winter, there is a sense of joy that inspires life. The north wind is whistling and people are full of energy. Dad likes riding a bike in autumn, because it is crisp in autumn and the climate is pleasant. Mother likes riding a bike in spring. She can always enjoy the recovery of the earth and the vitality of everything. My brother and I always think that spring, summer, autumn and winter are happy riding days. Today, as usual, the family went to ride bicycles on the levee and wandered in the beautiful scenery by the stream, and the pressure on weekdays was swept away. Watching my brother ride in front, shaking his head and trying hard, makes people smile. The trees standing in the cold wind creaked as if to shout "Come on! Come on! " ; The quiet stream listens to our breath with a smile and is our most loyal partner. And we also spent a contented and relaxed afternoon! Today, I finally learned to ride a bike. When I was young, I envied people who could ride bicycles. I wish I could ride a bike! Therefore, I always pester my parents to teach me to ride a bike. Finally my parents agreed to teach me. After dinner, I can't wait to run to the cool room and launch my little bike. At first my dad robbed the car behind me. I sat on the car seat carefully, with one foot on the ground and the other foot on the pedal. I grabbed the handlebar with both hands for fear of falling. Then my dad started pushing. I stepped forward with my feet. The car staggered forward and I swayed from side to side with it. Without my father's support, I would have fallen. Riding, riding, dad let go when I wasn't looking. I pedaled several times and fell down. I was a little depressed, but I still wanted to learn to ride a bike, so I got up and continued riding. My father kept telling me the essentials of riding a bike. The key is to work hard and learn to balance. I don't know how many times I fell, but I finally learned to ride a bike. When the wheel turns very fast, my heart is also very happy. One day at noon, my parents took me to play in Wuxi Square, where there were all kinds of kites, picnics, sports and games. We walked around first, then bought some barbecues and sat by the lake to watch the beautiful scenery. Suddenly, my mother said, "Long Yiting, come ride a bike!" " "I said helplessly," I only know a little. Mom said, "as long as you have confidence, you will certainly learn." "I said confidently," then I'll try. "After that, I went cycling. It always wobbled at first and fell many times. Mother said, "Keep your body straight. "The second time I rode, I straightened up because I was afraid of people and couldn't hit the steering wheel. My mother said, "Don't be afraid to meet people. Just hold the steering wheel firmly. "The third time I learned it slowly and walked around the square several times. My mother gave me a thumbs-up and said, Great! I am more confident after listening to my mother's words! Children must envy me! Today, all the students get together to discuss how they learned to ride a bike before. Suddenly, a classmate said to me, "How did you learn to ride a bike? "This question reminds me of learning to ride a bike when I was a child. I remember that day when I was a child, I secretly pushed my brother's bike to a clearing in front of the door while he was playing computer. I took a stone as a cushion and climbed on the bike. I first sat on the cushion of the bicycle, then grabbed the handle of the bicycle with my hand, then put my foot on the pedal of the bicycle, and finally stepped on it hard. Hey, hey, the bike moved, but it just moved and fell down. I fell to the ground and cried. At this time, my brother heard it and said to me, "If you want to learn, come to me and teach you!"! "My brother began to teach me. He held the bike and let me climb up. I climbed up slowly and started riding. Because the steering wheel was crooked by me, the bike almost fell down again. My brother couldn't stand it, so he sat behind the bike and taught me to ride. He put my hand on the handle and grabbed my hand. I started riding horses. Under the guidance of my brother, I finally learned to ride a bike. Although I fell all over, I was still very happy. After I learned to ride a bike, I was so happy that I didn't know how to describe it. Cycling composition 9 Go home from school every day. In the yard of our community, there are many older children riding bicycles around the yard. They are so handsome. I am very envious, thinking: If only I had a cool bike. So, I broke my piggy bank, took all my savings out to my mother and begged her to buy me a bike. I jumped with joy when my mother put my dream bike in the yard downstairs. My mother reminded me that learning to ride a bike must be slow and steady, and pay attention to maintaining balance. I got on the bike with the bicycle faucet in my hand, and I was very afraid of hitting the tree and falling down. So, I asked my mother to help me hold the car seat. Not long after riding out, my mother let go when I wasn't looking. At this time, I was very scared and my bike wouldn't listen to me. I fell to the ground with a bang. The bike crash was ok, but I fell heavily to the ground. I said angrily to my mother, "I don't want to learn." This damn bike always bullies me. " Mother said, "How is that possible? "A man can't give up halfway!" After listening to my mother's words, I got up from the ground again, got back on my bike and began to practice. A few days passed, and I fell into a tree countless times. I finally learned to ride a bike. From this incident, I understand that nothing is difficult in the world, and nothing is impossible to a willing mind. I am in a good mood today because my parents bought me a bike. This bike is milky white (of course, the cushion is black), and the cushion and handle can rise and fall freely. Because of this, my family will ride: I ride the lowest, my mother is in the middle, and my father is the highest. Since I bought a car, of course I have to learn. So, I pushed the car to the open space behind my house and began to learn to ride a bike. At first, my mother held the car and I rode it for a while. Mom quietly let go, I didn't notice, I could ride 3 to 5 meters away. After riding like this for several times, I found a skill: as long as I can ride, I can grasp the balance. "How can I ride it easily?" I was stunned by the road alone. At this time, several young men rode their bicycles and passed me quickly. I suddenly thought, "What if we speed up the departure?" I stepped on the bus, landed with my left foot, pushed my right foot hard, and then stepped on the pedal with my left foot. Great, I know! However, there is a wall ahead, so I can't turn around and have to stop. I got the hang of it. I will practice again and again. It won't be long before I can ride over 10 meters. I quickly told my mother the good news. Mother listened and said, "I can't ride yet." Let me try! " "Mother adjusted her height and got on. Adults or adults, you can ride far with one ride. In the future, I will go cycling whenever I have time. I believe I can ride better. Cycling composition 1 1 During the summer vacation, I saw all the children in the community riding bicycles, and I also wanted to learn to ride bicycles. I also have a bike, a bike with two big wheels in front and two small wheels in the back. Grandpa helped me remove the two small wheels at the back, put on braces and breathe well, so I could learn to ride a bike. At the beginning, my left foot just stepped on it, and my right foot didn't stand firm, so I fell. I twist left and right, left and right, and I can't ride well. My grandparents behind me were panting with fatigue. Grandpa told me to hold the handlebar tightly with both hands when riding a bike, sit up straight and look forward. I did what grandpa said, and it was really much better. However, it still doesn't work. Grandpa said, "Don't be afraid of falling when riding a bike. Pay attention. We won't help you. Try it yourself. " "I tried to ride it myself. I ride very slowly. When we get to the door of our unit, we can ride a few laps. I can ride a bike. I like riding a bike. I understand the truth: where there is a will, there is a way. Cycling composition 12 One evening in the summer vacation, I learned to ride a bike, which I will never forget! I envy seeing others riding bicycles easily. But when I learn to ride a bike, I will fall to the ground as soon as I sit in the seat of my bike, which hurts me to death! I thought to myself: why should I suffer this? I don't study. I always fall down. I'm bored to death! At this time, my father standing by seemed to see through my mind and came over and said, "Century, don't give up!" " ""why? "I asked, puzzled." If you can't ride a bike, you won't ride an electric car, motorcycle or even drive a car in the future ... "Dad said softly. Learn later! "I said casually," If I study later, it's too late to say anything! " Dad said anxiously. After a while, many spectators came. At that time, I thought: If I can't learn to ride a bike, these people will laugh their heads off. As the saying goes, "Failure is the mother of success. "At this time I asked my father to come over and show me an action. Dad said solemnly, "Keep your eyes on the front, hold the handlebar tightly with both hands and keep a good balance so as not to fall." "I practiced repeatedly like my father. I didn't cry after a few falls, but got up and got on the bus to continue practicing. I don't think I will give up! In this way, after many tempering, I finally learned to ride a bike. The audience next to me gave me warm applause. I smiled happily! Dad and the people around him also laughed happily! After dinner, my mother accompanied me to ride a bike outside. I ride a bike and my mother walks beside me. My mother said that we would race to see whether I rode fast or my mother walked fast. I said yes again and again. The game started, and my mother walked very fast and got in front of me at once. I quickly stepped on the gas pedal and soon passed my mother. I just breathed a sigh of relief, and my mother was in front of me again, so I had to pedal hard again. I didn't relax this time, but I was always ahead of my mother. Riding and riding, a speed bump appeared in front. I used up all my strength, but my bike still didn't move. My mother said to me, "You have to start accelerating a few meters away from the speed bump so that you can get there." "I'm going to give it a try with a grain of salt. So I stepped back dozens of steps and rushed past like a gust of wind. When I got to the speed bump, I slammed on it, and sure enough, I rushed over. Oh, it turns out that riding a bike has so much knowledge! Cycling composition 14 When I was two years old, I only had a small four-wheeled self-propelled sheep at home. One day, when my mother and I were walking, we saw a brother riding a bike. I thought to myself: how can he ride a two-wheeled bike? When I got home, I told my mother, and her mother said, "Go and buy a bike tomorrow. "The next day, my mother bought it again. The color of this bike is black and white. My mother took me to the garden at once and taught me to ride a two-wheeled bike. I felt uneasy, but I got up the courage to get on the bus, clutching the handrail with both hands, but I was shaking all over. At this time, my mother came up to me and said, "Never mind, go riding boldly!" " "Hearing this, I got bold. I stared at the front and fell down as soon as I got on the bus. My mother helped me up and said, "try to balance my bike so that I can ride better and faster." Now, I finally ride a bike like an adult. But my mother said to me, "You are too young to ride alone." I really hope that when I grow up quickly, I can go to school by bike. Cycling Composition 15 Wan Liqing Today. My mother taught me to ride a bike in the community square. At first, I got on my bike with trepidation. Mother held the seat of the bicycle in the back and said, "Don't be afraid, you won't fall with my support." I plucked up a little courage and began to ride a bike. My mother encouraged me and sweated with my bike. Suddenly I feel that the speed of the bicycle is much faster. Looking back, it turned out that my mother pushed the bike when she was about to let go, which made me speed up. I ride my bike askew. Suddenly, the handle of the bicycle tilted and hit the wall. I jumped out of the car in a hurry to avoid being hit. Mom quickly helped the car up and let me continue to learn to drive. The sun is shining high and the weather is getting hotter and hotter. I am tired and thirsty. I don't want to learn to ride a bike. I’m going home. Mother said, "study a little longer and stick to everything to succeed." Later, when I became proficient in riding, my mother slowly let go of her hand and ran after her. I don't know. I thought mom was driving! So I rode forward with confidence and rode around the community square again and again. It's getting hotter and hotter, and my mother is behind me, letting me ride home. By learning to ride a bike, I learned that I have to be confident and persistent in everything, and I can't succeed by giving up halfway.