Learn to ride a bike for the first time.

There are many firsts in life. The first time is like a key. When the door opens, there will be a second time, a third time ... The first time riding a bike is the most unforgettable thing in the ocean for the first time.

On Sunday, as soon as I finished my homework, I took my father to teach me to ride a bike. We first came to a clearing in the community, and my father gave me a demonstration. I couldn't wait to ride, but I asked my father to hold me behind me. I stepped on the pedal trembling and rode forward. I always fell at first, but fortunately my father caught me in time. Gradually, I mastered some riding skills, so I told my father to let me go. I ride a bike alone in the community. Just when I was proud of my achievements, I suddenly bumped into the fence at the corner, fell down and scratched my skin. I was suddenly depressed, like a deflated balloon. When my father saw it, he ran to me and said, "Son, everyone will feel frustrated when learning something." If you suffer a little setback now, you will be discouraged. That won't do. Dare to challenge setbacks! "

Once, twice, three times ... After several failures, I finally understood the essentials of learning to ride a bike. After several weeks of repeated practice, I can ride a bike easily. This feeling is so beautiful. It was particularly sunny that day, as if the sun was shining for me and the wind was blowing gently in my ear, as if to say to me, "You are great!" " I also heard birds chirping happily in the air. I slowly rode my beloved bike, not to mention how happy I was!

400 words for the first ride.

This morning, my mother asked me to have a haircut with my sister. Mother decided to take her sister and let me ride alone. At first, my adventurous sister disagreed, and she also wanted to ride a bike alone. Considering safety, after many enlightenments and "education" from my mother and me, my sister finally agreed to lend me the car. This is my first time riding a bike to the street. Nervous, scared, excited, excited. It can be said that there are mixed feelings.

We set off by bike. The road in front of grandma's house is extremely difficult to ride, bumpy and ups and downs. Because my driving skill is not high, I bypassed the first pit, but the second pit could not escape, so the handlebar twitched left and right and my body swayed left and right with the handlebar. Several times, my tire was pressed against a stone, and the handlebar shook violently, which almost knocked me off the bus. My sister sitting in the back seat of my mother screamed when she saw me like this, scaring my mother to look back from time to time and always telling me to be careful. My hands and feet were sweating with fear, so I slowed down and rode more carefully. After a while, I was left far behind by my mother. While riding, I shouted, "mom, ride slowly and wait for me!" " "

After crossing an alley, we came to Tianmen Road, where people and cars will be extremely crowded. Seeing the oncoming bus, my heart was suddenly pulled up and I was extremely nervous. I just wanted to stop and saw my mother riding past the car. I couldn't help but feel confident. Especially when my sister saw my heart and laughed at me, she said, "A man is afraid to ride a bike on the road. Still a man? " This question gave me an army, and my face suddenly turned purple. I was forced to lose face. I gritted my teeth, gripped the handlebars and prepared to stop. When the bus left, the big stone in my heart fell to the ground. After a while, we finally arrived at the station.

I'm going home after I cut my hair. With the last experience, my heart didn't panic, and I will go home soon. It was so cool to ride a bike to the street for the first time, which gave me new attempts, new experiences and new skills!

400 words for the first ride.

Yeah! My mother finally bought me a bike, and I jumped three feet for joy. I can't wait to go out riding. My butt just touched the seat and my foot fell off before I started pedaling. Without thinking of myself, I quickly picked up my beloved bike and looked around to see if it was broken. ...

My mother came to me and said, "You didn't grasp the center of gravity, fell and fell." I nodded puzzled and got on the bike again, while my mother patiently taught me. At first, I was full of confidence. I didn't go far by bike, and I turned over and fell down. Bicycles seem more competitive to me. I lost confidence and said to my mother, "I still can't ride well." My mother touched my head and said, "I'll show you." I saw my mother's skillful movements, and soon she rode a long way and turned back. I really envy her. My mother helped me this time, and I'm not so scared. I rode very fast, and my mother helped me while running, sweating like a pig. My mother taught me so patiently, how can I embarrass my mother? That's what I think in my heart. After riding for a while, I thought I heard my mother cheering for me in the back. Did my mother let go? I shouted, "Help!" I didn't dare to move, so I pedaled hard and continued riding. Suddenly, I felt as if my bike had been driven away by me. You can control it freely, it feels good to ride a bike, and the cool wind is blowing head-on, which is very fulfilling.

So is life. How can you survive in society if you don't learn to ride a bike and other things?

400 words for the first ride.

I rode a bike for the first time this weekend. Well-on the other hand, this bike is really difficult to ride!

On Saturday, I had dinner with my mother and planned to go for a walk outside. We arrived at grandma's house before we knew it, so I suggested, "Alas! Mom, let's go to grandma's house! " "all right." Mom agreed, "Yes!" I jumped three feet happily. "Let's go now!"

"Uncle! Auntie! Grandpa! Grandma! " I shouted happily from a distance, and they all came to meet us. Besides my grandfather, my uncle, aunt and grandmother are all here.

My aunt is masturbating, my uncle and grandmother are watching TV, and everyone is talking and chatting together. A few minutes later, I seem to have been pricked in the ass by a needle. I immediately got up, opened the door and went out to play. Ah! I found grandpa's "classic car" and couldn't help thinking about it. I whispered to my mother, "Mom, I remember that bike!" "If you can move that car out by yourself (mother also pays special attention to independence), I will play for you!" As my mother spoke, she also cast a contemptuous look, which made me very angry and said, "Cut!" It's as simple as Zhang Fei eating bean sprouts-a piece of cake! "

Hey! Easier said than done! Mom also comes from time to time: don't be forced if you can't move! However, what my king cannot do, hehe. Finally, I moved out with Toshiyoshi.

All right! I'm ready to ride, so excited! However, this is not riding, but I am sitting on it and my uncle is pushing behind. Give up ... my uncle's voice often comes from behind: steady! Sit still, okay! "wow! Cool! " I gave a cry and felt very comfortable. I walked back and forth several times. My uncle is exhausted, but I don't know yet. I have to open my hand to enjoy it. Suddenly, I don't know what happened. My uncle let go of his hand, and I have been riding it carefree. Suddenly, he seemed to be a particularly helpless little ant, his hands dangling, "Ah!" After a loud cry, my bike and I have been lying on the ground together. My uncle, aunt, grandfather, grandmother and mother all ran to help me up. It really hurts. "I cried," uncle! You! You ... "

It's almost 7 o'clock, and we're going home. I walked with my mother in the moonlight. ...

400 words for the first ride.

I have experienced many firsts in my life. Now let me choose one of my most unforgettable first cycling experiences.

Today is my birthday. My parents gave me a precious big gift-a foldable portable red bike.

I thought it was easy to ride a bike, so I couldn't wait to ride it. Who knows, I fell down before I could sit still. I think it looks simple, but why can't I handle it? No, do it again. So I tried again, but it still didn't work. At this time, my father taught me: "When I just learned to ride a bike, I should try to use a pedal, and my body and bike are biased to one side of the pedal." When you think you can balance your body with your bike, you can ride it yourself. "I did it back and forth as my father taught me. At first, the bike I rode was crooked like a snake crawling in an S shape. Slowly, slowly, I relaxed, holding the handlebars with both hands, keeping my body in a straight line with my bike. Looking ahead, I only felt that the more I rode, the easier it was. Finally, I got the balance. When I ride it, I have a special feeling, just like a bird flying out of my mother's arms and flying freely in the sky. That kind of feeling is definitely not what you can feel at ordinary times.

Later, I understood a truth: No matter what you do, persistence is victory.

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