Beautiful sentences describing swings

The beautiful sentences about swings are as follows

1. My swing is hanging on the old branch. The gentle wind passed by my ear, and the swing floated higher and higher, chasing the gentle white clouds, flying down and sliding across the floating ground. Higher, like a swallow, flying back and forth, like a boat, set sail.

The wind is like a pair of gentle hands, gently stroking my cheek. At the moment, I am sitting on the swing, feeling the feeling of birds flying, and all my troubles are thrown out of the clouds.

The beautiful swing reminds me of many good memories of my childhood. The orange sitting board and the sling tied with hemp rope are rugged and strong, without losing the simple appearance. The swing in the fallen leaves is so beautiful. It silently carries my childhood fantasy, sprinting to the heights, as if to fly to the clouds and become a carefree bird.

3. Look at the blue sky and the long white clouds, sit on the swing and let your thoughts dance with the swing. This feeling is different from playing when I was a child. What I swing on it is not only my childhood dreams, but also my faint thoughts. It's as if I've been on the clouds, caught the white clouds in the blue sky and flew to my distant hometown.

Sitting on the swing, I feel my heart flying, which makes me forget everything. I am the only one, flying under the sky, sitting on the swing, thinking nothing. As soon as I got up and down, childhood scenes came to my mind, like white butterflies flying in front of my eyes and sitting on a swing. I seem to be sitting on a moon boat and roaming in the sky.

I asked my father to swing hard, and the swing suddenly swung. My heart is as excited as flying out. It's time to go home. I reluctantly left the swing.

6. Swing is like going back to the old days and laughing like a child.

7. The small swing is still moving slowly, and the autumn wind comes slowly, knocking off a few residual leaves and landing on your head. You stared at the swing and didn't wake up.

8. You watch it rise slowly, just like your childhood heart, stepping out of the threshold of that heart and rising with that little swing; You watched it fall slowly, just like your love in those days, falling to the bottom and never getting up again.

9. I can't fly a kite. It's really comfortable to swing around. I still like the mountains, rivers and flowers of nature.

10, when I was a child, I liked to count the stars while swinging. Because, this will make me unable to see clearly, and those dots always make me feel like dreaming.