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In weekday study, work and life, everyone has tried to write essays, right? Essays can be divided into elementary school essays, secondary school essays and college essays (papers). You always have nothing to write when you write an essay? The following is my compilation of Learning to Ride a Bicycle Essay, welcome to share it with you. Learning to Ride a Bicycle Essay 1 Last summer vacation my mother gave me an enameled red bicycle, which was so small and delicate that it really looked like a deer! I was determined to learn how to ride a bicycle. When I first started to learn how to ride a bicycle, I couldn't even pedal on it, and only when my mother held it up could I barely sit on it, but I couldn't control it at all, and I always felt like I was going to fall down. The bike was very naughty, I wanted it to go east but it went west, I wanted it to turn but it didn't move. I gripped the handlebars so tightly that my palms were sweating and my body was tense. Looking at my nervousness, my mom said, "Actually, there is a technique for doing things, when you feel the car is going to fall in which way, your hands should exert force in the opposite direction, and your body should be relaxed, you try it now." Under my mom's guidance and encouragement, I gradually relaxed and slowly found a little feeling. After a few days of learning, my body was bruised by the car, and it was very hard for me to give up. But my mom kept encouraging me, which made it hard for me to hold on. One day, I felt that I was riding well, so I said to my mom proudly, "Mom, you see that I am riding well!" But mom didn't answer. I was very strange, so I asked again, "Mom, why don't you say anything?" Mom still didn't answer. So I adjusted my direction and stopped, only to see that my mom had let go of her hand at some time, and was walking towards me from a long distance, saying happily as she walked, "You've finally learned!" Through this incident, I learned that there are countless sweats behind the success, and after countless sweats, I will have a bright smile! Learning to Ride a Bicycle Essay 2 When I was five years old, my father bought me a bicycle, and I was so happy that I rode it out every day when I came back from kindergarten. Finally, when I was seven years old, my dad asked me, "Ran Ran, you are seven years old, shouldn't you take off the support wheel of your bicycle?" I pouted to my dad, "No, I won't be able to ride it if I take it off!" "But you can't keep on not learning. Today, I'll go with you to practice!" I heard my dad's words can not be argued, so I had to beep, frowning, and dad walked to the yard. Dad took my support wheel off without saying a word. I reluctantly pedaled, and sure enough, I didn't ride three or two steps before I fell down. Dad encouraged me, "It's okay, there's no such thing as learning something without suffering, try again, dad believes in you, go for it!" So I practiced over and over again. At first, my dad held me up at the back, but gradually, he let go of his hand. I finally learned it in the twentieth time. Dad was even happier than I was and lifted me up, and we cheered ...... At this time, I remembered what my mom always told me, "Persistence is victory!" Learning to ride a bicycle Essay 3 I have many skills, such as: painting, singing, playing badminton ...... But my most proud skill is riding a bicycle. I remember not long ago, my mother accompanied me to the store to buy a bicycle. After a short while, I chose the bike that I wanted, which was big red with a black front end, and looked very elegant. As soon as I got home, I was ready to go to the small flowerbed in front of my house to try it out and see if I could ride it right after I bought it. To the side of the small flower bed, I put my beloved bike in a stable place, feet on the pedals, hands holding the private angry hands, legs a pedal, in the mother's help to ride out smoothly. The second time, my mother continued to help me, help me hold the car, but I was riding happily, my mother God does not know, ghosts unknowingly hand loose hand open, then I do not know it! Mom shouted, "Look, aren't you allowed to ride?" I rushed back, unexpectedly, I tripped over the stone in front of me blocking the roadside, fell on all fours, can be a mess! But I rode a little more, and this time it went very smoothly, and I was happy that nothing was in my way. Learning to ride a bicycle was a little difficult, but I still felt very happy. Learning to Ride a Bicycle Essay 4 When I was a little boy, my father brought out a bicycle from the barn and said to me, "You can have this bicycle." I said, "But I don't know how to ride a bicycle yet." Dad said, "Let your sister handle you on the back to learn." I said, "Okay." I rolled out my bike and when I got on it, it went sideways, and I was so scared that I said, "Sis, you must hold it well." My sister said, "Don't worry!" I rode east to west, when I rode to the intersection, I turned around and saw my sister behind me, when I turned the corner, I felt that I rode very hard, I turned around and saw my sister walking behind me. I turned around and saw my sister walking behind me! Can I ride? When I got home, I said to my mom, "I learned to ride a bike." Mom said, "That's great." After lunch, I went to practice again and saw a big pothole on the right side of the road. I couldn't avoid it in time, so I closed my eyes and fell into the pothole with my bike. My pants were soaked through and I rushed home to change. I was a bit discouraged, but when I thought that there is always failure in everything I do, I kept practicing again, and since then, I never fell again. Since I learned to ride a bicycle, I have loved the feeling of riding a bicycle. Learning to Ride a Bicycle Essay 5 Have you ever had a successful experience? If you have, then you must know that success brings joy, happiness and grows our self-confidence and pride. Of course, I have had a successful experience, that is, I learned to ride a bicycle. One Saturday morning, I pushed my bicycle. When I came to the street, I sat on the bike, and my father pushed the bike behind me, trying to keep me balanced, and I tried my best to pedal on the line, and after a few laps back and forth, my father let me practice on my own. I just got on the bike, pedaling, the bike accidentally fell off, I quickly stopped, with my feet on the ground, supporting the bike. After a few laps back and forth, it seemed like I was practicing balancing. Dad had to push the bike behind me again. The hardest part to learn was turning, and when I did, I took a big turn and almost hit the railing. After practicing, I finally passed these items and learned to ride a bike by myself. Sometimes I ride my bike with my dad and go out for a picnic! After this incident, I not only learned to ride a bicycle, but also realized that I have to insist on doing everything, and insisting is the only way to win! Learning to ride a bicycle Essay 6 The sun is shining brightly on the earth, the breeze is blowing gently past my ears, the grass is spitting out tender buds under the sunshine, the flowers are blooming beautifully, and my heart is also as beautiful as the flowers, because I have learned to ride a bicycle. My mother took me to a less crowded place in the neighborhood to practice. I thought: Isn't riding a bicycle just pedaling. I sat on the bike and pedaled down hard, but I fell straight down and the bike fell down with me. "I don't want to learn anymore", I said angrily. My mom said to me gently, "You can't do things halfway, come on, let me teach you." I did as my mother taught me, pedaling slowly, one by one, holding the handlebars steady, but I fell down again. But I was not discouraged, once, twice, three times ...... finally succeeded, I rode my bike for a long way, the middle of the crooked, but slowly smooth out, I was happy and smiling. I went home and told my grandpa and grandma the good news, they all praised me, even my sister applauded for me. It turns out that success hides behind hard work, but after the hard work, the moment of success is really sweet to the heart! Learning to ride a bicycle Essay 7 In the process of growing up, there are successes and failures, but like me, the turnaround rate of a hundred percent of the school bully, the failure is currently not a thing, hehehe! So this essay is still about success. At noon on August 17, 20xx, my mother in my strong request, finally put my bike on the auxiliary wheel to remove, the purpose of removing it is to learn to get up the two-wheeled bicycle, the original intention is that I feel particularly handsome. The next day at noon, I started learning to ride after arriving at the park below my house, and my mom said to me, "Come on, eyes ahead, head up, well, that's it, that's right." Then ignored me as she chatted with the aunt next to her. I thought to myself, "Of course I know that! It's the basics eh! But I hadn't quite mastered driving yet, and mom was really standing on her feet, so I had to do the rest on my own. Fell once, my hand skin almost to break, I did not get discouraged, patting the dust on the pants leg, and again and again, a foot mount. After a few falls, I learned to ride a bicycle, and it was almost too easy. It reminded me of a saying in a book: There is nothing difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to climb! After one successful cycling experience, I couldn't help but wonder: what does it feel like to fail? Hahaha! In fact, riding a bicycle is really easy, life is like that, as long as the effort and courage to try, you will succeed. Learning to Ride a Bicycle Essay 8 Today is Sunday, the weather is very sunny, my mom took me to the square to learn how to ride a bicycle. My mom first told me the skills of riding a bicycle, that is, first sit on the seat and support the ground with your left foot, and then hook the pedals up with your right foot. The right foot violently a hard pedal, the left foot hurriedly pedal, also hard pedal, then the bike will move forward, this time you need to hold the handlebars flat, eyes looking forward. Listening to my mom's tips, I did as I was told. I use my right foot in the pedal on a hard pedal, the left foot on the pedal in a hurry, but unfortunately the handlebars did not hold accurate, "bam" the car fell to the ground at once. However, I stood up and didn't fall down. I picked up the car again and continued to learn, but I fell down again, this time because my right foot was pedaling too fast, and my left foot didn't step on the pedal. This time it wasn't the car itself that fell, it was me and the car together. The car smashed into my body, "Ouch..." and I grimaced in pain. I picked the car up again and continued practicing, still using the same technique my mom taught me. This time I pedaled a few times, and when the car was about to fall over, I hurriedly supported the car with my left foot. I practiced over and over again, getting better and better each time. I was getting more and more confident. After my mom's guidance and my continuous efforts, I could finally ride the bike steadily. Through learning to ride a bicycle, I realized that failure is the mother of success and nothing is too difficult for me as long as I keep trying! There are many unforgettable things in my life, but the most unforgettable thing is learning to ride a bicycle. It was a windy and beautiful morning when I went to Century Square with my dad. My dad took out his bike from the trunk of the car and rode it two times, which made me want to give it a try. So as soon as my dad got off the bike, I couldn't wait to get on it. When I was ready to ride, I remembered that I didn't know how to ride a bicycle, so I pestered my dad to teach me how to ride a bicycle. At first, my dad told me to keep my hands on the handlebars and keep my eyes in front of me. My feet pushed hard and the car started to move forward, but I suddenly remembered the tragic experience of a partner who fell while riding a bicycle, so I hurriedly stopped. At this point, my dad told me not to be afraid, as long as I held on to the handlebars, I wouldn't fall. So I gripped the handlebars hard and rode forward for a few more meters. At this point, I was not afraid at all, around the "Century Boat" rode a circle, midway to my father made a victory gesture. Now, when I let go of my hand, my center of gravity didn't hold well, and I fell to the ground. Wow, it hurt like hell! That's when I realized that riding a bike is not that easy! Gradually, under my father's guidance and encouragement, I finally learned how to ride a bicycle, and I was very happy. The next day, I went to practice cycling again, and after repeated practice, my level improved. This is the most unforgettable thing for me. This incident also made me realize one truth: there is nothing difficult in the world, only the one who has the will. Learning to Ride a Bicycle Essay 10 Every time I go to school, I see other people riding bicycles, and I really envy them! It takes them 5 minutes to get to school, but I have to walk 10 minutes to get there, so I decided to start learning how to ride a bicycle. On the first day, my dad introduced me to what a bicycle is made of, and before he finished, I said, "A bicycle is just two wheels and a seat." My dad laughed and said, "You're overlooking a lot of things! Let me tell you ......" After listening to my dad's explanation, I realized that small parts can also play a big role. The next day, my mom told me the essentials of riding a bike, she said, "Eyes should look ahead, the direction should be held steady, the body should be balanced, and then the feet pedal forward with force." I tried to ride according to what my mom said, but I didn't succeed several times. On the third day, I familiarized myself with the essentials again, and after practicing slowly for a while, I succeeded and rode out a small section smoothly. Yay! My mom, dad, and brother all cheered at me. I was happy too. If you want to learn a skill, you have to work hard behind the scenes. You may not always succeed at first, but you will make progress if you work hard! Learning to ride a bicycle 11 Tomorrow my mother will take me to learn how to ride a bicycle. I am very sad tonight because I don't know how to ride a bicycle at all and I don't even want to touch it. I didn't even sleep well at night. I kept thinking that I didn't know how to ride a bicycle! The sun came out and my mom woke me up at 6:00 a.m. I got up and ate, and then I was ready to go out and ride my bike. Mom said angrily, "You haven't brushed your teeth and washed your face yet I quickly went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face, and I said, "Mom, I've finished washing my face." Mom said, "Okay, are you going to eat the orange?" I said, "Yes, and I'll take some water with me." Mom took three oranges and a bottle of water, and we set off. When we came to the park, I was so nervous that I quickly ate an orange. My mom bought a bicycle in the store next to the park, and the bicycle was very beautiful. We pushed the bike to the big square and started to learn to ride. The first time my mom pushed me in the back to keep the balance of the bike. In the process of pushing my mom let go of her hand, and I fell down all of a sudden, and it hurt me very much. I said, "Mom, I don't want to learn how to ride a bike anymore, but my mom didn't say anything, but she kept shouting, "Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go! I started to practice riding a bicycle for the second time, I gathered courage and fell down and stood up again, I had to practice, the third time finally succeeded, my mother and I jumped up and down with joy. When I got home in the evening my mother made me my favorite meal, and I was very happy that I had learned to ride a bicycle. Learning to Ride a Bicycle Essay 12 When I was little, I was especially envious of other children riding bicycles, but I was always afraid of breaking myself, so I didn't dare to learn. One morning, when I woke up, my father said, "Get dressed and let's go downstairs to ride a bicycle!" I said happily, "Yes!" Downstairs, I couldn't wait to get on the bike, but in less than a second, I fell off the car with a "pop" sound, "ouch, fell to my death ......," I muttered in pain I muttered in pain, and then stood up. Dad taught me how to ride: "hold on to the handlebars, feet do not stop, eyes forward ......" I tried again according to the methods taught by my father, and charged a few times, the unexpected happened - I fell to the ground again. I fell on the ground again ............After many attempts, I could finally ride a bike like my dad. However, when I was happy, a bush suddenly appeared in front of me, I was so scared that I couldn't decide how to control the direction, I closed my eyes at once, and even the person with the bike rushed to the bush ...... Dad rushed to help me up, my arms were hurt, a trace of blood seeping out of the marks, the pain I held back again and again, so I didn't fall out of tears! ...... After practicing for several more days, I was finally able to ride pretty well. Whew - I can finally ride a bike, great! I said to myself. I overcame my fear and insisted on learning to ride a bike. I felt that from then on, no difficulty would be too hard for me - with the persistence of learning to ride a bicycle, I could learn anything. Learning to Ride a Bicycle Essay 13 When I was little, when I watched other people riding bicycles, I thought they were so great because they could ride their bicycles wherever they wanted to go and play around on their bicycles. So I thought to myself that one day, I must learn to ride a bicycle. One day, my mom gave me a bike, and I was so happy! So I practiced every day in the square. Although I didn't know how to ride a bicycle at first, my father and mother kept teaching me in various ways. When I got on the bike, I was too scared to go forward. My mom and dad told me that I should not be afraid of falling down, and that I should hold my hands well and ride easily, and that they would follow behind me. After listening to these words, I was no longer afraid, and I thought to myself, "As long as I learn how to ride a bicycle, I will go everywhere with my parents and go to the places I want to go. Finally, I learned how to ride a bicycle. Now I can ride a bicycle freely without envying others. I realized that no matter what you do, if you are not afraid of falling or failing, you can get a good result in the end. Learning to Ride a Bicycle Essay 14 Last summer my mother bought me a new bicycle and told me that I must learn to ride it this summer or not take me out to play. One day we afternoon, Xiao Xu riding *** enjoy bike can come to play with me. Might as well take advantage of this development to learn how to ride a bike! I thought secretly. I sat in the car, followed her to the most empty place in the community, Xiaoxu told me to try to ride first, my heart thumped, worried that I would fall, she saw that I was still hesitant, she encouraged me and said, "Don't be afraid, I've just learned to do the same, not afraid of it later, I'll teach you!" As soon as my feet hit the pedals, I felt like 15 buckets. She told me to try sliding my feet down the ramp. I hit the wall for the first time and my leg scraped and bled like a knife. "Nothing is unattainable!" My best friend will, and I won't do it? No, I can't let people look down on me, I have to be brave. I cheered myself up. Finally, I drummed up the courage to live, and tried our second, third ...... later days, I kept on practicing.YES! That day, I could finally succeed. I suddenly jumped three feet high, the heart is sweeter than eating ten jars of honey company. This success was thanks to my good friend Xiao Xu. I also realized from a profound truth: perseverance is success. I finally understood the meaning of this sentence. Learning to Ride a Bicycle Essay 15 Did you learn anything when you were a child? I learned to ride a bicycle when I was a child, do you want to remember those things with me? Then let's do it together! One weekend three years ago, with no clouds in the sky and a gentle breeze, my mom took me to the park to learn how to ride a bicycle. At first, I was afraid of falling down, and my mom said, "Don't be afraid, I'll hold you up." I thought to myself, "Mom will hold me, then I won't fall." So I wasn't afraid anymore and started to ride boldly. But as I was riding, I realized that my mom was not holding me up! Immediately my courage deflated like a punctured balloon. I fell heavily to the ground and cried out with a "wow". When my mom saw me, she helped me up. So I held back the pain and said to my mom, "Mom, I don't want to learn how to ride a bike, it hurts too much." "You can't give up halfway, you have to go for it!" Mom said. Then mom did it again, and because I was prepared, I rode until mom didn't help me, and I realized that I was getting better and better, and I could even ride the bike by myself! I was very surprised and shouted to my mom, "Mom! Mom! I've learned!" Mom said, "You're great! You learned so quickly! Shall we go home then?" "Sure!" I replied. So I went home happily with my mom. From this incident I understand a truth, that is: do not do things halfway, to know the difficulties to succeed.