Bicycle Riding
Today I went ona ride on my tutor's bicycle. I couldn't stop saying,"Faster, faster." I guess that was the only thing I said during two hours' riding. While riding, the beautiful falling leaves were more than a hindrance.
Maybe I would like to ride like a hurricane. But if I rode too fast , I might ruin the bicycle, so I'd better be a fast wind. Some leaves followed me and disturbed me, I hated it. The soft wind made my imagination fly away, and I was peaceful at last. So smoothing. Smiling, I said,"Wee~!"
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