When writing narratives, we often draw inspiration from our personal real-life experiences, and select events that are fascinating, carefully observed, intriguing, and emotional. The key to writing a compelling narrative is to clearly show the ins and outs of events and the reasons for them, keeping the center of the essay clear, the structure clear, and the language fluent. In addition, when describing a haunting event, we should pay special attention to the key stages and climaxes in the development of the event, and highlight the core of the article through these details. Therefore, when writing, we should not be flat and straightforward, but should allocate the pen and ink appropriately, highlight the main points, and depict in depth around the central theme. Today, the wise assistant has selected a few excellent sample essays about "riding a bicycle for the first time" for your reference and learning, hoping to inspire you.
On my birthday, I finally had my long-awaited birthday present – a brand new bike. My heart was filled with determination to steer this steel horse. However, when I found out that my parents were not around, I realized that I had to rely on my own strength. So, I picked up my bicycle and went to the community downstairs and started my self-study journey.
It was an autumn day in October, the sun was warm, and I was soon soaked with sweat. The weight of the bike swayed me from side to side, and I struggled to keep my balance. Just as I was about to take on the challenge of riding, a pleasant bell rang out. I looked up and saw a little girl skimming past me on a limply bicycle. Her presence stirred up my fighting spirit, and I thought to myself, "I'm eleven years old, how can I lose to her?" If others can do it, I will be able to do it! ”
So, I resolutely stepped onto the bike, and the moment my legs left the ground, I lost my balance and fell to the ground with a thud. Covered in mud, his hands were red, and pain spread all over his body. I quickly got up and rolled up my trouser leg to see that my knees were dripping with blood. I subconsciously wanted to cry, but I hurriedly looked around, but fortunately no one saw me. I hurried home.
When I got home, I complained loudly, "I don't practice anymore!" "I held my knee and blew, trying to relieve the pain. However, the crisp sound of bells seemed to mock my failure. Angry, I decided to try again, and I put a band-aid on my knee and ran out the door.
Fall again and again, get up again and again. Finally, I was able to sit firmly on my bike. I cheered and excited. When my parents got home, I couldn't wait to rush to them and shout, "Mom and Dad, I'm going to ride!" Their faces showed surprises and proud smiles, as if to compliment me: "Daughter, you are awesome! ”
Through this experience of learning to ride, I deeply realized a truth: only hard work can exchange for the joy of success. No matter how many difficulties and setbacks we encounter, as long as we persevere and work hard, we will definitely be able to overcome everything and realize our dreams.
Boys
I generally learn things faster than others, it's not that I'm smarter, it's just that I firmly believe that I can do it, and as long as I work hard, I can definitely do it well!
Once, I saw people on the road picking up their bicycles, and they were very handsome. As soon as I got home, I begged my dad to buy me a bike, but he couldn't help me, so he went to the store and bought me a beautiful folding bike. On the way back, I danced with joy and said silently, "I must learn to ride a bike." ”
As soon as I got home, I immediately called my mom downstairs and started riding a bike. I followed my mother's example of riding a bicycle, holding the faucet with both hands, sitting on the saddle with my buttocks, and stepping on the pedals with both feet, but before I could ride two or three meters, I ate a "dirt greeting gift". Alas, it's really "riding a bicycle and wrestling a dog gnawing mud"! But I am a person who does not admit defeat, and I secretly said to myself in my heart, "I can do it!" But then God was afflicted with the back of my ear, and I heard not a word, and I fell again. I didn't get discouraged and stubbornly said to myself, "I must learn to ride a bike." ”
Under the guidance of my mother, although I rode twisted and crooked, but finally able to ride more than ten meters by myself, just when I was proud, I fell at the bend and fell a big heel, this time I fell miserably, my left hand was muddy, my right hand was injured, and my knee was broken, but these still did not shake my determination, I shouted again and again in my heart: "I can do it, I can do it......"After my own exploration and my mother's encouragement, I finally got through the difficult hurdle of turning a corner. At this time, my mother beckoned to me from a distance, and I rode towards her quickly, but I got carried away for a moment and fell again. I looked up and saw that the sky was so blue, and when I picked up my bicycle, I saw how beautiful the flowers and grass were, and I secretly cheered myself up in my heart. After wrestling again and again, I got up again and again, 20 meters, 10 meters, 5 meters, 2 meters ......I was finally able to ride to the finish line, and when I arrived, I excitedly rushed in the direction of my mother, who was also smiling at me.
Through this learning to ride, I learned that as long as we are strong, work hard, and have the courage to face difficulties, we will definitely win. I firmly believe that I can do it, no matter what kind of difficulties I encounter in the future, I will definitely face them bravely, work hard to overcome them, and I will definitely be one step closer to the victory I want!
The river of years flowed slowly, the footprints of growth were deeply left, and I suddenly looked back, on the way to grow up, he took my hand, walked through the mountains, walked through the river, walked all the way, and sang ...... all the way
Unkempt childish
When I was a child, that is, when I was ** years old, I was a naughty boy who was curious about everything and wanted to try everything. Suddenly one day I got hooked on the bike, and I yelled at my dad:"I want to learn how to ride! "Dad smiled and said"Okay, I'm afraid you won't dare to ride! "Dad seemed to be trying to provoke me. "I'm not afraid! "I replied with my head held high.
But who would have thought that learning to ride a bike would not be as easy as I thought. At first, it was okay, my father has been holding the saddle, I can still ride crookedly, and later, as soon as my father let go, the car did not listen to my command at all, and after a while, I fell three heels, and I suffered this kind of hardship when I was young, with tears in my eyes, and shouted that I would not learn. At this time, Dad's face became serious:"Learning to ride a bicycle is what you proposed, and you are not afraid of hardship, which is also what you said, how to fall two heels, and then you don't learn? No, you have to learn. "Seeing my father's determined look, I felt aggrieved in my heart, so I had to continue studying. Don't say it, I learned to ride a bike one morning. As I rode my bike proudly around the yard, I saw a sweet smile on my father's face, as if he had succeeded on his own.
Cardamom years
In the blink of an eye, I was in junior high school, and my studies were much more intense, and my emotions rose and fell.
In my second year of junior high school, my academic performance suddenly fell into trouble, and I couldn't find the rhythm of my studies that had always been very good. My grades slipped day by day, my self-confidence was lost day by day, and finally one day, I told my dad that I had lost my confidence and that I would never go back to school. My words hurt my father hard, and he was silent, his eyes full of disappointment and incomprehension. That night, my dad and I both had insomnia. Early the next morning, Dad and I had a conversation, and he said:"Child, I have had the same experience as you, but what I want to say is, child, if I had been stronger, my life might have been better. Child, today I will not let you go back to the detour I took back then. You must remember that you have only encountered a small setback, you have to overcome it, and you will definitely be able to overcome it! Daddy will always have your back! "After listening to my father's words, my heart was full of strength, and I knew that there were strong hands of my father in front of me.
is growing up
Now I am no longer the weak person who retreats in the face of difficulties, now I am full of high morale, bravery is my wings, self-confidence is my feet, I want to fly higher, fly farther, to challenge my own limits. But no matter where I go, I know that on the way I grew up, it was him, my dear father, who was holding my hand and moving forward!
Wise Assistant's Comments: First of all, we would like to mention its unique "beaded structure". This structure, mentioned earlier, allows us to connect several independent stories that share the central idea once we have identified it. Through the form of subparagraphs or subheadings (1), (2) and (3), this method not only avoids the cumbersome connections and transitions between stories, but also makes the structure of the article novel and compelling. This is undoubtedly a good method to learn from. Secondly, the accuracy of the wording and sentence choice in this article is also worth learning. Read this article carefully, and you will find that the author is very particular about the choice of words and sentences, and is very accurate. For example, expressions such as "I yelled at my father" and "I said with my head high" all reflect the author's precise grasp of the choice of words and sentences. This accuracy makes the article more concise and vivid, without any redundancy. This is undoubtedly the key to the high score for this article.