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When I was four, my father gave me a bicycle. Until now, when he was growing up quite a lot, he still used that bike. The bike from early childhood is the most favorite item.
The bike is seventy centimeters tall, painted blue. The car is labeled Martin silver gray. Shiny aluminum wheel rim with white steel spokes. The rear wheel of the car has a small wheel mounted, spread out like a car stand, adjustable high and low. This wheel keeps the car balancing, making it easy for me to practice walking. When I was able to walk, I knew how to control the steering wheel, I took off this small wheel, my bike was like an adult bike. The steering wheel is made of white steel, the handle has a red, smooth plastic plastic cover. Two white, curved braids, crossed together in a V-shape, tucked a golden-colored plastic butterfly. The left hand drive has a bell attached, needing a bell to circle out. Pressing on the middle of the bell, the sound of "glass coong" sounded very sound. Saddle car wrap soft black mattress, slender, I sit very fit. Dad bought me a very good car, pressed his foot on the light pedals and the car rushed forward and the sound of the car was roaring, the wheels turned strongly, bright white spokes, gleaming like mirrors. I remember the first time I practiced the car, I drove the car for her to sit on the bike and ride. Thanks to the small wheel, I practiced driving easily. The whole family applauded me. I tried to pedal one round around the yard and raised my head happily: "I can ride it". In just two weeks, my father took off his small wheel and he was able to ride a bicycle in a balanced, easy way. Dad helped me to keep the car very well: I used a rag to wipe away the dirt and water splashed into the car, and put grease on the bearings. Thanks to that, for the past five years, the bike of the cm is still bright, the paint is still shiny, the rim of the car, the wheels are as bright as the new day. From the third grade, I went to school by bicycle. To avoid the big road with many unsafe vehicles, I went to the village road to go to school. Sunny as well as rain, whether the road is dry or muddy, the bike will bear hard to bring the small master to class every day. Sound ro ro ro chat with me, wheel with me rolling through the journey to study hard. I am very proud to show you about it: "This is my steed!".
Along with immense love, the caring care of parents; The material facilities for me are getting more and more: clothes, books, toys, desks, computers ... Every night I sleep like I hear a car whispering to everything in the house: "Me It's the master's feet, I'm with you guys, maybe even earlier. ” Dreaming of closing my eyes and sleeping, I want to say to the car: "Yes, you're my friend from the age of four."
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