In my deep memory, my father's car, like a loyal old friend, carries countless joys and adventures. Today, taking advantage of my father's leisure time, I finally got his permission to go out for a run on his bike, which is like starting a grand fantasy journey for me.
In the early morning, the sun shone through the thin clouds and fell on the yard in droves. Dad pushed the polished car out. It stood there quietly, with smooth body lines, reflecting warm light under the touch of sunlight, as if silently inviting me. I can't wait to step up and hold the handlebar tightly with both hands. The slightly rough touch came from the palm of my hand, but it somehow made me feel at ease.
"Be careful, don't ride too fast, and watch the road." My father told me with trepidation, and his eyes were full of concern. I nodded hard, and when I stepped on the pedal, the car moved slowly. At first, the speed of riding was not fast, and the breeze gently brushed the cheek, like the gentle touch of nature. The scenery on the street unfolds like a slide, and familiar shops and old Sophora trees that have stood for many years all seem to greet me with smiles.
Walking near the park, I saw several friends playing in the open space. They saw me riding a bike, and their eyes were full of envy. "Take me for a ride!" My friend Amin came running screaming. I readily agreed, and when he sat firmly in the back seat, I pushed the pedal again. The speed of the car accelerated, the wind whizzed in the ear, and Amin's excited shouts and laughter intertwined and drifted into the distance. We rode along the path of the park, and the flowers and trees on both sides were like spectators cheering for us. The flowers were lush and fragrant.
Tired of riding, we parked our car by the lake. The lake is like a huge mirror, reflecting the blue sky, white clouds, green trees and green mountains. Amin and I sat on the grass by the lake, sharing each other's recent interesting stories. Occasionally, we picked up a pebble and threw it into the lake, looking at the ripples, and our hearts were full of comfort. At this point, dad's car quietly stopped not far away, as if guarding us and blending into this beautiful picture.
In the afternoon, the sun became hotter and hotter. I bid farewell to Amin and rode home alone. Passing the familiar old street, the houses on the street are scattered and filled with the fireworks of life. The old woman selling popsicles sat at the door, shaking the cattail leaf fan in her hand, and the freezer in front of her exuded coolness. I stopped the car, bought a popsicle, sat in the car seat and enjoyed the coolness of this moment. The sweetness of popsicles scattered on the tip of the tongue, mixed with the carefree ride, made me intoxicated.
Continue on the road, the sky suddenly overcast, see a heavy rain is about to pour down. I was surprised and hurried to get home. The raindrops began to crash, and it hurt a little. Just when I was a little flustered, a shelter roof appeared in front of me. I quickly rode the car and stopped. At this time, the car was wet by the rain, and the body was dripping with water. I lovingly wiped the seat with my skirts. Looking at the pouring rain outside the window, my heart is full of gratitude. Thanks to my father's car, I can find shelter in time.
After a storm, a beautiful rainbow hangs on the horizon. I set foot on my way home again, the road was a little slippery, and I carefully controlled the speed. When I got home, my father was already waiting at the door. When I came back safely, he showed a gratified smile on his face. I jumped out of the car, patted the handlebar and said silently, "Thanks to you today, old chap."
On this day, riding my father's car, I enjoyed the beautiful scenery along the way, gained full happiness, and felt my father's silent love more deeply. This car, bearing the years and family, will continue to accompany me through every section of the road in the future, leaving more unforgettable memories. In the future, I will ride it with my father to farther places and see more beautiful scenery.