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In the flower bed below my building, you can always hear cheerful laughter – it’s the laughter of me and my friends as we ride our bicycles. I remember it was the summer vacation of the previous year; my mother bought me a bicycle, and my bicycle was so beautiful! There is a sentence in English on Blue Blue’s body, while Yellow Yellow’s is particularly glaring. The two wheels at the front and back of the vehicle are very effective; they prevent slipping and shock, so it won’t fall over even when moving on water. But currently its paint has been wiped off many times; every time I ride it, I have to look at it for a minute or two, and I can’t help but recall the incidents that happened in the past. It was a sunny day, and my mother taught me how to ride a bicycle. At first, I felt very scared, because a bicycle with two wheels isn’t like a tricycle; one has to maintain balance on it, and if one isn’t careful, they might fall. Mom said, “Come and sit here.” ”I said in fear, “No, no!” If you sit on it, the two-wheeled bike will fall over. ”“Don’t be afraid; mom will hold you. Faraday said, ‘Strive hard to achieve success, but don’t expect it to happen inevitably.’ ’”Mom said. “Don’t spread your hands; I’ve seen others learn to ride a bike without spreading their hands either. How about you ride a lap for me first; then I’ll understand. ”I said. Without saying a word, Mom got into the bike, sat down in her seat, held onto the handlebars, and stepped on the pedals; once she did that, the bike started moving. It gradually picked up speed, and Mom’s hair flew around in the wind – how amazing! A sudden surge of curiosity pulled me forward… It was my turn; I felt both excited and scared. I got into the car, with my mother holding me from behind. Although my mother was behind me, I still couldn’t help feeling extremely scared, but less so than before. I tried to imitate my mom: I placed my feet on the pedals and held onto the handles, but I kept swaying from side to side in the middle of the road, moving like a snake. “Ah! ”I screamed as the car hit a barrier.
How did the bicycle fall over? It’s normal, haha. When I was learning to drive, I had bumps on my head every day
“Don’t be afraid; mom will hold you. Faraday said, ‘Strive hard to achieve success, but don’t expect it to happen inevitably.’ ’”Would a normal person speak like this? Is it a primary school student’s essay?
. ”“Don’t be afraid; mom will hold you. Faraday said, ‘Strive hard to achieve success, but don’t expect it to happen inevitably.’ ’” Is it a primary school student’s essay? Normal people don’t speak like this
It’s a beautiful essay, with a style reminiscent of Zhu Ziqing’s. I hope the author can finish it; after all, it lacks some key sentences that would bring it to perfection. Although your memories are wonderful, what exactly are you trying to convey?
Reply to 5# zjuscq: He is recalling those wonderful moments. . . . . Personally, I think the writing style is average. . . . But things can be savored in detail, you know.