四岁的时候,爸爸教我骑自行车。由于我年纪小,一骑上自行车就会摔下来,摔得很疼。我很害怕骑自行车,却又不甘心只是看着别的小朋友骑。我仔细地听爸爸讲解骑自行车的要领。刚开始骑自行车时,我心里既紧张又害怕,不敢看前方。一不小心,我就摔倒了。有好几次,我都疼得放声大哭起来。爸爸抱着我安慰着我。等我哭够了,爸爸鼓励我说:“孩子, When I was four, my father taught me to ride a bike. Since I was a young man, riding a bicycle would fall and hurt very much. I am afraid of riding a bike, but not willing to just look at other children riding. I carefully listen to my father explain the essentials of riding a bicycle. When I first started to ride a bicycle, my heart was nervous and scared, afraid to look forward. Accidentally, I fell down. Several times, I burst into pain and burst into tears. Dad hugged me to comfort me. When I was crying enough, my father encouraged me to say: ”Children,