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What are the poems about sports?
1, Cuju repeatedly crossed the bird, and the swing competed for weeping willows.

From Wei, cold food belongs to the east of the city.

The ball kicked higher and higher, and finally all the birds in the air shuttled under the ball. Under the shade of poplar, the girl echoed on the swing, and the swing was looming in the weeping willows.

2. The young man rode into Xianyang, and the stork was as light as a butterfly.

Cuju was watched by thousands of people, and the swing was busy all spring.

From: Song Luyou's Love in Late Spring.

When I was young, I went to Xi to play by bike. Young people are very flexible and wander around. Watch people play football with tens of thousands of people on the football field and watch people play on the swing next to them.

3, the old man talks about juvenile madness, pulling yellow on the left, holding the sky on the right, wearing a golden hat, and riding a thousand rolls.

Said by: Shi's "Jiangchengzi Mizhou Hunting".

Let me express the lofty ambition of the teenager, holding the yellow dog in his left hand, holding the eagle in his right hand, wearing colorful hats and clothes made of mink, and sweeping the flat hills with thousands of riders.

4, the wind angle bow, the general hunting the Acropolis.

The grass is yellow in autumn, and the eagle eye is sharper; When the ice and snow melt, the horseshoe is extraordinarily brisk.

Said by: Wei's Hunting Observation.

Arrows shot from the bow, chords roared with the strong wind, and the hunting and riding of generals and soldiers sped on the outskirts of the Acropolis. Withered weeds can't cover up the sharp eagle eye, the snow melts, and the galloping horseshoe sounds more like the wind chasing leaves.

5, the green cover is in front of the soap flag, and the yellow hair has just come out.

Make the wind arrogant and the horse empty, and the rabbit goshawk sweeps the floor and flies.

Said by: Stone "Sacrificing Long Mountain for Small Hunting".

There is a black flag floating in front of the blue hood, and the guards are majestic. The soldiers lined up under the yellow hair gang and set off on a long hunting line. Jiao Ma pranced in the autumn wind, his mane fluttering and his horseshoes flying. The eagle chased the wild birds and flew at high speed.