What ancient poems describe riding a horse after winning the top prize or after the senior high school entrance examination?

In the past, the filth was not enough to boast about, but now the debauchery is endless. The spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see Chang 'an flowers all in one day. -Meng Jiao "After Graduation"

I'm drunk if I don't pour.

Strange new words are like wine.

Snow falls, plum blossoms are fragrant, and dreams come.

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