Bicycle composition in childhood

1. Learning bicycle composition 500 words I often see others riding bicycles on the road, and I am envious. I wish I could be like them. Finally, my mother was persuaded by me and introduced a bicycle to me to learn to ride like magic. I was so happy that I shouted to my mother to teach me to ride a horse. I pushed my bike to the small playground with my mother. My mother said to me, "When riding a bike, you should look straight ahead and keep your body balanced ... so that you can ride a bike well." Watching others ride so easily, I thought to myself: it's so simple, isn't it just putting your hand on the handlebar, stepping on the handlebar and stepping back and forth round and round? It's "easier said than done"! I sat in the car, and my feet were like lead. My mother encouraged me: "Never mind, step on it, it's okay. Step on your feet and push hard. " I got on the bus trembling. Just getting on the bus, the car seems to be out of control and wobbly. I only heard a bang, and then I knelt down. "Never mind, get up." Mom said while helping me endure the pain. "I won't learn!" I ran home and said. Mom put the bike away. When I got home, I was still sulking and said, "What's the matter? I don't want to learn when I fall. Do you want to give up halfway? " "Hum! It's so hard to learn to ride a bike. It hurts to fall! " "No matter what you learn, you can't give up halfway, otherwise you will get nothing in the end, just like the story of' Little Monkey Picking Melons' told by my mother." After listening to my mother's words, my face turned red unconsciously and my head gradually lowered. "Mom, I will continue to learn to ride a bike tomorrow!" "good!" Mom said happily. The next day, my mother and I came to the small playground again. My mother helped me, and I rode my bike around. Mom smiled and said, "Good, try to go around a few times." I skated once, twice, three times … gradually, I can relax like others. I rode quickly for a while, as if a bird was racing with me; Riding slowly for a while, as if talking to the grass on the ground; There are some unknown flowers nodding to me on the playground, as if praising my bravery; Soon ... my mother smiled happily, and I smiled happily. From then on, you will see a little girl riding a bicycle on the road, carefree. She is me. Ah! What an unforgettable experience it is to learn to ride a bike. It not only makes me feel the joy of sports and success, but also makes me understand that I will succeed as long as I have the courage and confidence to overcome difficulties! 2. I like cycling very much. I am fascinated. I am a bicycle fan now. When I was 5 years old, my mother bought me my first beautiful bike. Since then, I have formed an indissoluble bond with bicycles. I was so happy to see this bike that I named it "Baby". Urging my parents to go downstairs and teach me to ride a bike. Dad told me not to panic when riding a bike, to keep my eyes on the front and my head held high. My parents helped me get on the bus, and when I saw myself off the ground, I cried out in fear. My father comforted me and said, I'm not afraid. I must look ahead and step on the accelerator slowly. After listening to my father's words, I slowly stepped on the pedal and the car swayed from side to side. The car drove forward, and I was so happy that my father continued to help me. In fact, my father secretly let go several times, and I didn't feel it. In this way, I finally learned to ride a bike. However, I don't get on the bus and always ask my father for help. One day, my father was not at home, and I really wanted to ride a bike. I pushed the car downstairs, got on the bus many times, fell, got up again, and finally learned to get on the bus. Once, an old woman said to me, "such a small person should pay attention to safety in such a big car!" " "I tried to nod. Now, I can ride my bike very freely. Whenever there is a "ding" bicycle sound from downstairs, I can't help sticking my head out to see what's going on. If there are children riding bicycles downstairs, I will push my beloved bicycle downstairs and compete with them. Our games often attract small audiences to stop and watch. There are also many children who judge for us, and laughter fills the whole community. My little bike brings me endless happiness. I love my bike. 3. The composition of riding a bike for the first time 500 There were many firsts in a cyclist's life, but that one was deeply left in my memory. It was an afternoon three years ago, and my mother asked me to learn to ride a bike. I dare not, so my mother asked me to go to school by bike. There are two large open spaces on the school playground. Many students play basketball in an open space, and I learn to ride a bike in another open space. I began to learn to ride a bike. I rode in the car, my mother held it behind me, and I held the handle tightly with both hands. I didn't balance well at first, but I turned around and finally got over it. Soon, my mother was relieved. Because it is very hot in summer, there is a shadow on the ground. As long as my mother lets go of her hand, I can see it. I shouted nervously, "Don't let go, hurry up." Before I finished speaking, I slammed into the flower pond. I was thrown into the flower pond and touched my leg. My mother quickly came to help me up and asked me, "Did you touch it?" Looking at my mother's anxious look, I quickly said, "Nothing, just a little skin." I looked up and saw my mother's eyes moist. I know my mother loves me dearly, and at the same time I see encouraging eyes. So I stood up to help my bike and started learning again. This time, my mother held the bike and never let go. After two turns, I saw that my mother's face was covered with sweat, which was very distressing. I said, "Mom, please let go. I can do it myself." Mother slowly let go of her hand. After many failures, I finally learned to ride a bike. Through this, I understand that there is nothing you can't learn by yourself. As long as you study hard and do hard, you will succeed. 4. About the bicycle composition 400 words in the fourth grade, learn to ride a bicycle and watch others ride a bicycle. I have always been envious, and the opportunity has finally come. My father promised to teach me to ride a bike. Dad said, "You must have a good balance before you get on the bike. "So I began to train my balance ability from" Golden Rooster Independence ". I stood for more than an hour, so tired that my back ached, but I finally stood firm. Dad said it might be enough. I am very happy. I climbed on the bike at once. No one expected the front of the car to stagger, and I couldn't help it. Dad said, "Sit up straight, look straight ahead, and hold the handlebars with both hands. "I did it several times as my father said, and it went smoothly. Hey, how clever! Just when I thought I could ride a bike, the car suddenly tilted, and I fell heavily, screaming "ouch" and "ouch" in pain. It took me a long time to stand up and say angrily to my father, "I will never learn to ride a bike again!" " Dad patted me on the forehead and said earnestly, "how can you stop learning because of a little setback?" "Do things from beginning to end, and get up when you fall. Failure is the mother of success, understand? " I nodded, endured the pain and climbed on the bike again, and continued to learn! Many things have happened, and I finally learned to ride a bike! And in the process of learning to ride a bike, I also learned the truth that "failure is the mother of success", which really benefited me a lot! 5. 500 words for riding a bike for the first time [500 words for riding a bike for the first time] Li Jiaqi, Changde Kepei Education Center From the moment I can remember, my most unforgettable thing is riding a bike. I wrote 500 words on my first bike ride. This is my first time riding a bike. I was very happy when I heard that my mother was going to teach me to ride a bike. I said happily, "it's good to learn to ride a bike!" I haven't ridden it yet! " My mother said to me, "I'll hold you behind, and you ride slowly!" " "Riding, riding, I came to a crossroads. I don't know what to do, and the car won't listen to me. I traveled around, and the composition of the second grade of primary school was "500 words for the first time riding a bicycle". " Ah! "I accidentally fell off my bike. I said angrily to my mother, "I don't want to ride because of dangerous things!" "It hurts me!" Mother said patiently, "You should have a good balance! Overcome difficulties. " After listening to my mother's words, I thought: Yes! Teachers often tell us to overcome difficulties, and I will overcome this difficulty. I said to my mother, "OK, I'll try again." I started riding a bike for the second time. When riding, I said to myself: keep your balance and take your time so that the bike won't stagger. At another intersection, I held my breath and told myself to learn the last lesson and not to be so flustered. I turned right calmly, and I succeeded. Riding, my bike is getting faster and faster. When I looked back, my mother didn't help me behind. She said happily to me, "Son! You can already ride a bike, so you don't need my help. " Later, I rode my bike home smoothly. Although it has been a long time, I understand that failure is the mother of success, and the iron pestle is ground into a needle. 6. Learn to ride a bike 2 500 words When I was a child, watching others ride bicycles everywhere in the street, I had an idea: I should learn to ride a bike, too. I told this dream to my father, only to see him say with joy, "Well,". I'll teach you to ride a horse later. "I am very happy, jumping and jumping happily. My father didn't break his word. He really bought me a bike and took me to an open space. The open space was very wide, and I learned to ride a bike from here. My father carried me to the seat, and I held the handle tightly with my little hand. I'm so nervous that my sweat is dripping. My father asked me to step on the pedal of the car. I got up and began to let my father push the cart. I smiled happily. It's like I'm flying in the air, but soon I can't keep my balance, I fall down, I cry, and my hands and legs are scratched and touched by sand. " Yo "was a ache. My father tried to comfort me, but I wouldn't listen. I made a noise. I shouted, "Damn bicycles, I will never learn to ride again. "After that, I kicked a stone at my bike, which seemed to make him suffer. Father didn't hit me and scold me. He said kindly, "Well, son, learning things is just stumbling, that is, cycling. Although it is only a two-wheeled thing, you should keep learning. If you mean fear of difficulties, it will only make him more proud and torture you, because your fear will let him know that you are weak. Only when you challenge it with an optimistic attitude and overcome it will it understand that you are. " After listening, I nodded. Later, I didn't give up learning to ride a bike. Falling down again and again didn't make me stay. I believe my self-confidence and optimism can beat him, and the bumpy road has finally turned into a straight and flat road. It's been years. Think about what would happen if I gave up riding the first time? I think, then I will bow my head like a coward and as easily as a difficulty. I think I really should thank my father for his words. There are countless interesting things about learning to ride a bike for the first time in my childhood, but what I will never forget for many years is learning to ride a bike for the first time. That morning, my father bought me a brand-new bike. I couldn't put it down, but I immediately began to worry that I couldn't ride it. What should I do? Dad saw through my mind and comforted me by saying, "Learn slowly, where there is a will, there is a way." "I'm going to start learning to ride a bike! Dad put his hand behind the car and let me ride. " Ah! Come on! "My mother encouraged me. My mother listened and nodded. Before riding, I thought: Come on! Keep your balance! I held the handlebar hard, put my feet on the pedal, and lowered my head for fear of falling. " Dunqi, look up, look forward and pay attention to the direction. "I rode around the flower bed, my father ran with the car, and the flowers in the flower bed waved to me once or twice ... so I slowly let go of my hand and ran with the car. Suddenly, the car bumped, and bam, I fell off the car and the whole dog ate shit! Dad quickly stepped forward to help me get up. " How did you let go? I fell down. "I shouted. Dad dusted me off and said with a smile, "Are we going to back down?"? "At this time, I saw my father sweating. I really regret yelling at him and making up my mind. I won't stop until I study today. Yes, you want to back down when you are in trouble. Are you still a man? I was suddenly full of strength. I stomped on the pedal of my bike with my foot. Like a drunk, the bike staggered out a few meters and fell down again. Not once, once, twice, three times ... Although I fell black and blue, in the end, my bike finally perked up and I shouted, "Long live, I made it!" " "This cry echoed over the square for a long time. Plum blossoms can't smell fragrance without experiencing severe cold. I finally tasted the sweetness of hard work. All afternoon, my happy little figure sparkled in the square. Today, I seem to understand what Grandma Bing Xin said: Successful flowers are envied only by brilliant reality. The first bud was soaked with tears of struggle and sprinkled with drizzle of sacrifice. This is an article I found on the Internet that I think is good. I hope I can help you who want to adopt it. 7. Bicycles really fascinate me. How to write 500 words? One day in the summer vacation, grandpa asked me to go downstairs for half an hour. I offered to ride a bike, and my grandfather promised O. I was so happy that I repeatedly urged my grandfather to help me move the car downstairs. O, I am riding my bike and riding O happily on the uneven circular road in the community garden. Because I just learned to ride a bike, I didn't practice for a few days. I was a little rusty at first, but I soon became proficient. After riding a few laps, I closed my eyes, stopped pedaling, let my bike slide forward and enjoyed the cool wind blowing on my face. Hey, the air is so fresh! I rode, smiled and let go of my happiness. When riding a bike, I was extremely happy. My bike is obedient like an obedient pony under my command. O I rode around, browsing the surrounding buildings, paths and trees while riding, and I enjoyed watching them pass by me again and again. O Sometimes I rush up a slope and then rush down quickly. Then, with the manhole cover as an obstacle, I skillfully shuttled between pedestrians and manhole covers at the fastest speed. O I'm fascinated, and I can't wait to stop time and let me ride here forever. O "The ice has cleared, it's been half an hour!" Grandpa pointed to his watch and said, but when he saw my face full of disappointment, his heart softened: "OK, ride for a while." As soon as I heard this, my gloomy face immediately turned into a flower and happily straddled the bike. I think I should finally ride enough! So, I visited the community all over, and I got a panoramic view of its beauty: in the flower bed, flowers can't wait for the first spring breeze to blow, so they can't wait to pop out; Beside the lawn, camellias are blooming brightly; By the bridge, willows have sprouted. I am not tired at all, because I am riding a bike. Bicycle is like a small partner, taking me around the garden-like community. O When the "concept of time" that I had forgotten for a long time finally came back to my mind, I thought of going home. "Oh, my God!" How come it will be half an hour soon! I was so absorbed in cycling that I forgot everything! Riding a bike really fascinates me! 8. The key point of learning bicycle composition is how to teach people. Look at this composition: I succeeded, I succeeded, I succeeded ... I can't help but be filled with joy. I shouted happily: I finally learned to ride a bike. One weekend, my mother and I went to Xinlianxin Square to fly kites. Seeing many people riding bicycles leisurely in the square, we were envious and said to our mother, "Mom, give it to me." "good! But if you are not afraid of suffering and falling, practice wholeheartedly! " "Naturally there is no problem. Riding a bike is easy, as long as you promise to teach me and promise to learn for an hour. " I boasted and replied casually, but I still didn't monopolize it. But when I think that everyone else is riding so well and so happy, I secretly say: I can, too. My mother kept her promise and bought my bike back the next day. As soon as I got on the bus, I knew what was easy to say and what was easy to do. After a while, my mother said, "Try it yourself." I thought about the riding skills my mother taught me and tried to do as my mother said. However, as soon as I got on the bus, the car fell to the right, scaring me to stop quickly. At the thought of my boastful Haikou, I still didn't get rid of it and continued riding, but I became nervous as soon as I got on the bus. I still can't ride a bike. I was so disappointed that I stopped my bike and watched with regret. I covered my wound with my hand and said angrily, "Forget it, don't learn." At this moment, my mother came up to me and said, "I knew you couldn't." "Who said that?" I thought angrily, I don't believe I can't learn. So I got on the bike again with tears in my eyes. I suddenly woke up. Oh, so my mother used provocation! In the following days, I ate every day and went downstairs to ride a bike after finishing my homework. Time has paid off, and now I ride a bicycle first-rate. This incident has successfully alienated me and made me understand that no matter how difficult it is, don't bow your head and face it fearlessly. Isn't this the purpose of our study? .