Poems describing women's swings

"Occasionally Seeing (One Work on a Swing)"

Year: Tang Dynasty Author: Han Xie

Getting out of trouble on the swing, untying the skirt, and giving guidance to Daigo.

When guests come in and leave with a smile, the plum blossoms reflected in the door are rubbed in the hand.

"Two Poems on a Swing"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Li Gou

When the spring light in Huaguo was about to end, I was gathering ropes to play Cui night and forgot to return home.

A beautiful woman is not loyal to Luo Wan, so she wants to fight with Yang Hua.

"Swing"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhang Wei

My temples have become silk now, and I always live alone in spring.

What I hate most is that I am unable to get on the swing, and I am no more romantic than when I was a teenager.

"Swing Ci"

Era: Tang Author: Wang Jian

The long silk rope is purple and green, with curling horizontal branches a hundred feet high. The young children put their weight on the swing, and the towels were knotted on both sides. The body is light, the skirt is thin and it is easy to generate strength, and the hands are in the air like bird wings.

Get down and tie your clothes again, fearing the slanting wind and not being able to get high. When others present you with valuables, you will end up betting and fighting. If Hui Hui is as tall as a tall tree, the precious hairpin on his head falls to the ground.

It is hard to rest in the fight for victory in front of you, and you will feel sad when you step on the ground.

"Treading on the Shasha·Xianyuan Swing"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Du Anshi

The Xianyuan Swing was dismantled again. Green moss everywhere is young and old. At night in the painting building, the swallows return to their nests, and the plum blossoms are in full bloom. The slim body and light body can restrain worries. Luo Yi gradually became less timid and brave. When I was young, I wanted to have many talents, but when I was tired, I only had little calligraphy and sound.