在我刚刚记事的时候,我家就已经有了一辆豪华的山地自行车,爸爸每天都很轻快地骑着它,一路哼着小曲儿,送我到幼儿园。周末的时候,爸爸总爱骑车带我出去玩。在平地上时,爸爸骑得很轻松,可是一到上坡时,爸爸就会站立起来,用力踩着脚踏板,身体左右移动,车也会随着左右摇摆,我时常感觉自己也要被甩出去。有一次,就在爸爸骑车爬坡时,突然后面有一辆摩托车,“忽”的一下子就冲过来了,扬起一阵灰尘,一旁被风掀起的落叶好像蝴蝶在翩翩起舞,不一 When I was just remember, my family already had a luxury mountain bike, my father riding it every day lightly, humming a little song, sent me to kindergarten. On weekends, my dad always loves to take me out to ride. When on the ground, my father rode very easily, but as soon as he climbed, my father would stand up, hard on the pedal, the body moves left and right, the car will swing with the left and right, I often feel I have to be Throw it out. Once, when my dad climbed the hill, suddenly there was a motorcycle behind it. Suddenly, a sudden rush of dust rose from the fallen leaves falling off by the wind as if the butterfly was dancing. one