I don't know when we started to ride bicycles in our village.Watching the students skillfully operate bicycles one by one,sometimes fast,sometimes slow,I was itching,so I bought one with my New Year's money.
That day,I invited a classmate who was very close to me to teach me.Although she was small,she was a good cyclist in our class.
I started to practice.My classmates taught me hand in hand.I pedaled on the bike with my foot.Because the other foot didn't come up in time,I fell over.
The second practice started again.This time,the other foot came up.However,the car shook for a while,and I fell off again.\"Cut,what the hell is it?Don't ride!\"I was discouraged.
The classmate said,\"Don't give up,have confidence.\"She encouraged me and demonstrated to me.I watched other children play happily,and my confidence returned.
The third time started again.I kept my balance and pedaled again and again.I always tried to keep my balance,but the car still didn't obey me.It was like a Yangko dance,twisting from left to right,which made me sweat.I didn't feel better until I got out of the alley.In this way,my classmates accompanied
me to practice time and time again.After repeated failures and attempts,I rode farther and more steadily.Finally,I was able to ride a bike quickly,and my face also showed a proud smile.It took me a whole day to learn to ride a bike.I also joined the team in our village and played with them.I cheered:\"I learned!I learned!\"Don't mention how happy I am.
By learning bicycle this time,I learned a truth,that is:\"Nothing is difficult in the world,just for those who want to!\"
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