小时候，我每回看到别人骑着自行车，在马路上来回，我就猜测骑自行车应该很简单。
When I was a child, every time I saw someone riding a bicycle back and forth on the road, I guessed that riding a bicycle should be very simple.
可当我第一次骑上自行车时，却特别害怕，用手紧紧地握住方向盘，怕会摔下来。爸爸从我紧张的脸上看出了我的心思，便轻松地说：“不用怕，有爸爸在呢，你把脚放上去试试看吧。”“不，我不，”我害怕的说，“来吧，我扶着你”爸爸说，“好吧，”我半推半就地答应了。我把脚轻轻地放上去，爸爸在后面推着，然后越来越看，最后，我连方向盘也控制不住了。爸爸说把手放轻松，不要看地下，我按照了爸爸说的那样，“真的好多了呢！”我快活的说。突然爸爸松手了“啊，”我尖叫起来，自行车也跟着摇晃了。过了一会儿，我的自行车终于停了，“好险，”我心捂心口说。“不错，现在教你学平衡”爸爸似乎还不是很满意的说。出处 wWW.zuOWeNBa.nEt
But when I first got on my bike, I was particularly scared and held the steering wheel tightly with my hands, afraid of falling off. Dad saw my thoughts from my nervous face and said easily, '; Don't worry, Dad is here. You can put your feet on it and try it out. ” “ No, I don't; I'm afraid to say, '; Come on, I'll support you; Dad said, '; Okay,” I reluctantly agreed. I gently put my foot on it, while my dad pushed it from behind, and then looked more and more. In the end, I couldn't even control the steering wheel. Dad said to relax your hands and not look underground, and I followed his advice; It's really much better! ” I said happily. Suddenly, Dad let go; Ah,” I screamed and my bike shook along. After a while, my bicycle finally came to a stop; It's so risky; I covered my heart with my mouth and said. “ Not bad, I'll teach you balance now; Dad doesn't seem very satisfied yet.
爸爸叫我把屁股坐好，然后用脚在地上划动，划了好一会儿，我感觉我喝了勇气的药水，一下子想挑战一下，于是我把脚放了上去，刚想骑，却忽然害怕起来。如果我摔了，该怎么办呀？我的勇气一下子就没了。感觉骑自行车是一种恐惧。
Dad asked me to sit my butt down and then use my feet to stroke on the ground for a while. I felt like I had drunk the potion of courage and wanted to challenge myself, so I put my feet on it. Just as I was about to ride, I suddenly became afraid. What should I do if I fall? My courage was suddenly lost. Riding a bicycle feels like a fear.
过了几天以后，爸爸又催我去骑车了。我记起爸爸教我的，把自己先试坐一下，然后再骑。刚开始我只能靠着爸爸在后面扶着才能骑，后来爸爸松手了，他在后面紧紧地跟着，当我快摔倒时他赶紧扶住车子，后来我慢慢的适应了。“爸爸，我觉得我可以试一下啦，你可以放手了”于是我便开骑了，我骑起来的时候那种感觉很好，风声在我耳边呼呼的响着，感觉自己已经飞起来了。
A few days later, my dad urged me to go cycling again. I remember what my dad taught me, to try sitting on myself first, and then ride. At first, I had to rely on my dad's support from behind to ride. Later, my dad let go and he followed closely behind. When I was about to fall, he quickly held onto the bike. Later, I gradually adapted. “ Dad, I think I can give it a try. You can let go now; So I started riding, and when I rode, the feeling was very good. The wind was whistling in my ears, and I felt like I had already flown.
到了我生日那天，妈妈答应好，到了晚上让我去公园快骑。我感觉那天的时间过的真慢，盼了好久，终于给盼来了，我带着自己心爱的自行车和爸爸一起去，终于开始了我人生中第一次快骑。听见鸟儿唱歌的声音，听见人们做操的声音，还听见了树叶刷刷的声音。
On my birthday, my mother promised to let me go to the park for a quick ride in the evening. I feel like time passed by so slowly that day. I've been looking forward to it for a long time, and finally it came. I took my beloved bicycle with my dad and started my first fast ride in my life. I heard the sound of birds singing, the sound of people doing exercises, and the sound of leaves brushing.
原来，骑自行车就是快乐啊！
So, riding a bicycle is happiness!