A friend who doesn’t know about bicycles asked me, what do you like about cycling? It’s windy and sunny, bleeding and sweating.
After riding a circle, I’m tired and paralyzed.
I’m covered with dust and mud.
I’d better lie at home.
I smiled bitterly and didn’t contradict, only to say that you don’t understand the charm of bicycles.
It is so charming, from the frame to the tires, from road bikes to mountain bikes, from ordinary domestic brands to international brands, Nicolai, Colnago, Giant, Merida and Phoenix.
Different cars not only have different design concepts and philosophies, but also are like a work of art that gathers human travel wisdom.
It is so artistic and poetic, wild, fresh, modern and retro.
You can use your boundless imagination on it and turn it into whatever you like.
This process of letting people enjoy their creativity will bring unusual fun.
It is so passionate that you can’t wait to participate wholeheartedly.
Only when we go out can we know how big the world is.
It is the most proud thing to travel through mountains and rivers and strive to conquer the earth and nature.
Riding alone, lonely but introspective; A group of people ride, magnificent and powerful.
It doesn’t need to be extravagantly prepared.
It just needs the courage to get out of the back seat and a heart to walk when you want to.
Even a permanent bicycle can make your dream go far.
It is so different.
When more and more people choose the comfort of four wheels, its figure is more precious in the vast wave of cars.
Not afraid of the long road, but afraid of the old heart, there are always moments when we will make different choices from others, such as riding in the hot sun and moving forward in the rain.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand or appreciate it.
When I sweat like rain and climb mountains, you can’t extricate yourself from island action movies.
You have your love, I have my good, I do not explain.
Because I understand that at the age of 70, I can still travel, while you can only remember in a wheelchair alone…