I learned to write by riding a bike.

In my life, I have learned a lot of big skills and small skills, but what everyone will never forget is learning to ride a bike. Below, with the topic "I learned to ride a bike", five essay models are given for your reference:

I learned to ride a bike.

One afternoon last summer vacation, my mother said, "Hui Hui, your father and I will learn to ride a bike with you." I reluctantly agreed.

We pushed the bike to the playground. Dad said, "Hui Hui, sit on it first and hold the handlebar tightly with both hands. I'll hold it for you. " I sat up in fear and my heart trembled with fear. After riding for a while, I was so tired that I was sweating. Dad said, "Hui Hui, have a rest before riding." I said; "It doesn't matter, I can insist." Under the guidance of my father, I began to practice hard again. After riding a few more laps, suddenly my father's hand was released, and I rode away alone. My mother saw it and was afraid that I would fall, so she ran quickly from a distance and followed me closely. I rode happily in front, and my mother ran breathlessly behind. I proudly said, "Mom, I learned to ride. You don't have to follow me anymore."

Through this incident, I understand a truth: nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to climb.

I learned to ride a bike.

Before I went to primary school, my mother bought me a small bike, but I never knew how to ride it. So, in order to let me learn to ride a bike, under the leadership of my mother, the whole family went into battle together, which took a lot of effort. Finally, in my first grade, I learned to ride a bike.

When I first learned to ride a bike, I always found various reasons to avoid learning, because I found it difficult to ride a two-wheeled bike and I was afraid of wrestling. My mother has been showing me the methods and essentials; Grandma holds my body and helps me correct my posture; Grandpa grabbed the back seat of my car to help me keep my balance. But I didn't ride well, and the two wheels couldn't move according to my idea well, so I fell over several dogs.

Once, my grandparents took me to the iron tower to play and practice riding a bike. I think I should be able to ride my bike slowly after practicing a few days ago, so I won't let my grandparents help me again. I want to ride my bike by myself. I looked ahead and grabbed the handlebar tightly, trying to ride well, but the car didn't listen to my command, and it swayed back and forth. I am in a hurry. My center of gravity is unstable and my leg hurts. Grandpa rushed over and said, "Ouch!" How many pieces of ass did you lose? "I sat on the ground, pursed my lips, crossed my waist and said with tears in my eyes," What old car is so difficult to ride, it makes me so angry! ""Grandma helped me stand up and said, "Learning anything requires a process. We should not be impatient or afraid of hard work. As long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle is ground into a needle! At this moment, a little brother rode past me quickly and made a face at me. I flushed with anger and thought, "well, what's the big deal?" I will definitely ride better than you! " "So I made up my mind that no matter how many times I fell, I must learn to ride a bike! Later, I don't know how many falls I fell and how much I suffered. Through my hard study and practice, I finally learned to ride a bike.

By learning to ride a bike, I found that many things in life are just like learning to ride a bike. As long as we have firm confidence and work hard, we will succeed. No matter what I do in the future, I will stick to it, believe in myself, I can do it!

I learned to ride a bike.

How envious I am whenever I see my sisters running around the community on bicycles! My father seems to have read my mind. On my birthday last year, my father gave me a beautiful bike, a pink body and a small white basket. Bells are crisp and nice. I like them very much. Looking at the new car, I can't wait to ride it, but I can't ride a bike yet. Looking at my embarrassment, my father said, "Dad teaches you to ride a bike!" " "

In the evening, our family of three pushed bicycles to the bicycle lane by the Qiantang River. Dad said, "Zhezhe, just hold your hand tightly and look forward. Don't worry, dad will protect you! " Looking at my father's eyes, I tried to get on the bike, holding the handlebar and pedaling, and the car began to move. Because I am a beginner, cycling is always bad, and the cycling route is always "big S-shaped". I almost tripped several times. When we are about to get in close contact with the earth, my father's strong hand always makes disobedient bicycles stand at attention. I am very happy. Luckily, my father protected me from behind the car.

I looked back at my father. His tall body was bent, and beads of sweat were dripping from his forehead. It looks difficult. Dad kept looking at me and said to me gently, "Zhezhe, you have made great progress!" " ! Don't be afraid, dad is here, ride boldly, look forward, and the pedal should be strong! "After listening to my father's encouragement, I continued to practice.

Practice makes perfect. Gradually, my movements became more and more skilled, my cycling became more and more stable, and my route gradually became a straight line. Thinking of my father's protection behind me, I became more and more courageous and rode faster and faster. I proudly turned around and found my parents ten meters behind me. I was startled, my hand slipped and I fell down and sat on the ground. Pain and injustice make my tears flow downwards. My dad saw it and quickly helped me up and said, "You learned to ride a bike yourself. Be confident and don't rely too much on your father! "

Then my father helped me up and the car continued to practice with me. I started riding a bike, and my father was jogging beside me ... I couldn't believe it. Just one day, a whole hour, I learned to ride a bike.

Time flies, I am now a master cyclist, and now I can ride my beloved bike to the park with my sister and them, and enjoy the feeling of the wind blowing from my ears. It feels great!

I learned to ride a bike.

Recently, I saw that other children can ride bicycles, so I want a bicycle, too. I told my father the idea. My father knew what I was thinking and bought me a bike in a few days.

I thought it was easy to ride a bike, so I couldn't wait to get on it, but suddenly I did a backflip and my feet were bleeding.

My father rushed over and asked me if I was okay. I said, "Yes, my feet are bleeding." . Later, he was annoyed and said, "I don't want to learn." "Have you ever wondered why other children can learn and you can't?" Dad didn't criticize me, but patiently said, "Because other children have learned it through unremitting efforts." After listening to my father, I made up my mind: "I must learn, too."

After constant practice, I actually learned that the disobedient bicycle was actually cleaned up by me.

I also understand a truth from this, as long as you are willing to work hard, any difficulty can be overcome.

I learned to ride a bike.

As the days passed, we grew up day by day. In the process of growing up, I had the joy of success, the troubles of frustration and the confused problems.

The following is an experience of my riding.

That experience has benefited me for life. When I was 9 years old, my parents, my sister and I returned to my hometown. My cousin bought my brother a new bike with a black body and a red and blue helmet. It's cool! I once saw brother Guo riding on the road with my own eyes, just like a bird flying in the blue sky, free and unrestrained. I came home and begged my parents to sell me a bike.

Soon, a red and black bicycle sent a message: "Oh!" I jumped up like a sparrow and shouted, "I have a bike!" " "Next, my driving career began. I pushed my bike into the yard, and my father helped me control the direction and limped from west to east. Haha, I thought, I succeeded. Unexpectedly, as soon as my father relaxed, the car immediately swayed from side to side: "Boom! "I, the bike and the earth are kind:" tied into a ball. "Ah! I failed in my first study.

The next day, I rode my bike to the yard. I met Zhang Chengwei. He can ride a bike, so I had the cheek to invite him over. His figure is in my "circle of friends"; Shorty. So his method is unique. First, put your feet in front of the car seat. Jack up the whole bike with one foot and press the pedal with the other. When the car is driving forward, step on that foot again and sit on it when it is stable. I tried it, and it worked well. After practicing a few more times, I can finally ride a part of the road by myself. Mom and dad saw it and their mouths became "0". The face became "embarrassed". Haha, after hundreds of exercises, I finally learned to ride a bike. It turns out that it is not easy to do everything well. You won't become fat in one bite.