300-word cycling diary.
As I grew older, I learned many skills, such as cooking, frying eggs and calligraphy?
On Sunday night, my father said that he would teach me to ride a bike, because my father said, I have grown so big that I haven't learned to ride a bike yet. What should I do when I grow up? So I agreed.
When we arrive at our destination, this is the most empty place to practice riding! Dad, dad said: Pull up the pedal and pedal hard! ? It's easy for me to remember, but I still dare not try. Dad said again:? I'll wait for you over there. You can ride it yourself. ? I said:? Oh?
I-I've been grinding in the same place and pedaling. I actually succeeded once! I ride proudly, my father said, practice more times! ? Then I went to practice again.
I practiced again, and I want to show my father! I still can't do it after a while. Modesty makes people progress, and pride makes people fall behind! Dad asked me to practice again.
I've been practicing hard for 1 more hours, and I want to show it to my father. This demonstration has actually succeeded! Dad said happily to me:? You graduated! ? I jumped for joy!
This experience made me understand a truth: nothing is difficult in the world, nothing is impossible to a willing mind. I finally learned to ride a bike!
Cycling Diary, 300 words, Part II
One day, my aunt gave me a bike. I started practicing as soon as I got home, and my father was still off work. At first, my mother was afraid that I would fall, so she helped me practice. Father said: don't hold him, let him practice by himself. Dad also taught me a method:? One foot is on the pedal and the other foot is on the ground to practice rowing. When the speed is fast, ride that foot. ? I haven't learned it for a long time. My father said to me in dismay. You have no perseverance at all. I think you can give this bike to your mother. ? But I'm not reconciled.
The next day, my father went to work, and my mother and I practiced cycling outside. At first, I thought I rowed very well, so I bravely stepped on the pedal. A miracle happened. I can ride a bike twice, so I practiced it several times. Finally, I learned to ride a bike. Although I learned to ride a bike, I can't brake yet. In the evening, I went to see my father in his office. My father was surprised that I learned to ride a bike in one day. When braking, you should pinch the rear brake first, and then pinch the front brake when you slow down. I learned to brake again. By riding this bike, I realized that no matter what difficulties I encounter, nothing is impossible as long as I persist.
Cycling diary 300 words three
In early spring and March, it is warm and cold at first sight. Compared with the previous two days, today's weather is much colder, but my heart is warm, because my parents are taking me to the square to go to school and ride a bike.
The previous four-wheeled bicycle was a piece of cake for me, but today I learned to ride a two-wheeled bicycle. Two-wheeled bicycles are really a bit difficult. I was scared at first, and I was always afraid that I would fall. Dad said: don't be afraid, look ahead, sit up straight, pay attention to balance, just ride, and dad will protect you from behind. ? After listening to my father's words, I got up my courage, looked ahead, pedaled hard and rode forward. Whenever my body loses balance, my father always helps me. I rode and rode, and my father panted after me. He held his waist and kept saying, I can't stand it. . . ? Now it's my mother's turn to play. She just chased me halfway, sat on the wooden bench and took many beautiful photos for me, so I had to let my father relay. I learned to ride a bike, and I can't tell you how happy I am. Father told me: your riding skills have made great progress. Do you know that sometimes you ride by yourself, at least 10 second? ? I feel more confident.
By learning to ride a bike, I learned that difficulties are not terrible. The terrible thing is that I don't have the courage to overcome it. As long as I have the courage to work hard, I will certainly overcome the difficulties.
After reading the 300-word cycling diary, I will read:
1.300 words: I finally learned to ride a bike and wrote 5 compositions.
2. 300-word composition for riding a bike for the first time
3. Diary of primary school students riding bicycles
I learned to write six 400-word compositions by cycling.