1, he sat firmly in the car seat, his brow furrowed, his eyes fixed on the front, his hands clasped the handlebar, and his feet alternately pushed down the pedal. Slowly, he rode harder and harder, and the little bike began to shake from side to side; Slowly, he began to leave the car seat and stood up in the car.

2. At first, my balance was not good and I often fell down. I fell very hard several times, my skin was scratched and my feet were scratched in several places.

Gradually, I felt that the car began to obey my command, but it didn't last long. In a short time, I fell to the ground with my car and the heavy car was on my feet, and I cried. But I didn't give up, dried my tears and continued riding. After countless wrestling, I finally learned to ride a bike.

When I got on the bike, I felt I was going to fall down. Although my mother holds the handlebar with one hand and the cushion with the other, the car is still rickety and the handlebar doesn't listen to me. Why does the bicycle seem to be a docile little sheep in my mother's hand, but it has become a naughty little donkey in my hand? I'm so tired, sweaty and thirsty.

Gradually, I felt that the car began to obey my command, but it didn't last long. In a short time, I fell to the ground with my car and the heavy car was on my feet, and I cried. But I didn't give up, dried my tears and continued riding. After countless wrestling, I finally learned to ride a bike.