When I was still a pile of parts, I never imagined that I would have such an exciting journey. I was assembled into a gasoline powered three wheel steering assembly, a messenger connecting humans and machinery. From that moment on, I embarked on a journey to serve people.

When I was first installed on a tricycle, I felt an excitement I had never experienced before. The driver’s hand gently grasped me, and through my rotation, the power was transmitted to the engine. With the start of the tricycle, I seemed to have gained life, running freely on the road. Whether it’s the morning with a hint of dew or the evening with the setting sun, I work tirelessly to transport the necessities of life for people.

On hot summer days, I endure the scorching heat; In the cold winter, I resist the piercing cold wind. Although my body is gradually aging, I have never slackened in the slightest. Because I know that my existence is to help those hardworking people and make their work easier.

As time goes by, I have witnessed the efforts and struggles of countless people, and also felt their trust in me. Whenever I undergo repairs and maintenance and regain my vitality, I feel immensely gratified. Because it means I can continue to serve people and contribute my strength to this world.

Although I am just a machine, I have my own belief that even the smallest components can make a huge impact. I hope my journey can continue, accompanying people through every spring, summer, autumn, and winter, bringing more convenience and hope to their lives. I believe that as long as there is faith in one’s heart, even a cold machine can transmit warmth and strength.