Why are there always some people who like motorcycles in life?

Why are there always some people who like motorcycles in life? Does anyone know?

Why do you fall in love with motorcycles? Why did you ride until you were old? Some people say that "four wheels carry the body, and two wheels carry the soul". Don't! Motorcycles carry not only the soul, but also freedom, passion and love.

Fall in love with motorcycles. With the roar galloping on the highway, freedom is like the wind, and that kind of carefree feeling can only be realized by personal experience. Every boy once had a knight dream in his heart, and the hormones brought by motorcycles did not fade with the passage of time. Just like a girl who loves freedom and has unlimited dreams, she is not immune. This is not rebellion, but yearning for the spirit of freedom.

You may miss a motorcycle dream when you are young, but from the moment you come into contact with it and fall in love with it, it is destined to accompany you to old age. Maybe you will miss a chance to succeed in life, maybe you will be frustrated on the road to success, maybe you will lose an unforgettable love, but it is still by your side, carrying you, letting the wind on the galloping road blow away everything behind you and accompany you to the old age. Choose a motorcycle of your own. Life never starts too late.

Remember grandma Harry? I fell in love with motorcycles from 16 years old until I was 90 years old. However, I live spontaneously and willfully. The United States has Grandma Harley, and China has Grandma Cheongsam. Ms. Huang is 73 years old and still riding a motorcycle. Remember Grandpa Deshun Wang? The proudest and happiest thing is not that he walked on the runway, but the carefree world of Ren Woxing at the moment he set foot on the motorcycle.

Fashion is never too old. Uncle Zhang Shuangli, accompanied by a motorcycle, you can still feel the impact of hormones and mechanical feeling. Fall in love with motorcycles, and we will ride them together until we are old. The interpretation of love will eventually move you when you are old. After suffering from severe Alzheimer's disease, an old man can only remember his wife and motorcycle.

Since then, the back seat of the motorcycle has been with my lover for a long time. Although my heart is bumpy, what I want is freedom, passion and love. This spirit is like a powerful motor of a motorcycle. I meditated on a poem written by Nie Luda to my lover: I like your rudeness, as if you were in my body. The mountains call me in the distance, and the canyon sounds like your moaning. It seems that your hand is the nebula of the whole universe, just like climbing a ladder, you wait for me ahead. Everything ahead fills my body, and you emerge from everything and fill my soul. You are my soul, a running leopard. Let's love motorcycles and ride them till we are old. Because it not only carries the soul.

Note: The picture comes from the Internet.