When I was six, my father used my elder brother bicycle to show me what to ride. I was scaring in the beginning and unable to get over my fear. It seemed very difficult, as I kept fall. My father told me never to give up. So, I gathered my courage and start learning again. My father .was with me all time. On the . seven^ day, I could ride the bicycle all by myself. My father hugged of me and said he was pride of me. That day I learned one important lesson: No matter how harder the task is, we should have faith in ourselves.