The wind roared and the taut bowstring trembled violently. I saw the general hunting outside the Acropolis. Autumn grass is yellow, and the eagle eye is sharper; The snow melts, and the galloping hooves are more like the wind chasing leaves.
2. This horse is extraordinary and in the ascendant. Tap the fine bone forward, and it will bring its own copper sound. -Li He's Twenty-three Ma Shi Si in Tang Dynasty
This horse is not like an ordinary horse on the earth, but like a star in the sky. It looks skinny, but if you knock on its skinny bones, it seems that you can still hear the clank of copper.
3, Luo Jin light riding white jade saddle, whip purple stranger wild travel disk. The dust on the east road will be exhausted, and the source of the river will not stop at sunset. -Wan Chu's Ma Qi in the Tang Dynasty
A mottled blue and white hair, with a golden poncho and a white jade saddle, the owner rode it and walked back and forth on the wide road in the suburbs of Beijing with a whip, running up and down, with thousands of amorous feelings.
Morning horses galloped on Chang 'an Avenue, and the dust quickly dissipated. Arriving at the birthplace of the Yellow River in the evening, the sun has not yet set.
4. Take my big horse and stroke my weak bow. The sword spans nine fields, and the high crown blows the mysterious dome. The sound of the earthquake is terrible, awesome and arrogant. Galloping on the sea, galloping in the desert. One step is wise, and the four seas are called heroes. -Zhang Hua's Warrior in Wei and Jin Dynasties
Sit on my Dawan thoroughbred horse and press my "Fan Wei" bow. Holding my sword that can sweep through nine fields, I wear a crown that can reach the sky quickly.
The roar and drums of killing the enemy shocked the enemy lines and showed the neighboring enemy countries the strength to forge ahead courageously. A strong man can cross rivers and oceans and gallop in the desert. A strong man lives alone in an enlightened world and is called a hero all over the world.
5, the flax hissed, the Han flag turned over the snow, the clouds vomited again, and there were residual photos. The ancient trees are empty, the mountains are numerous, and the sand is exhausted. The stars cross the pavilion, the night is sleepless and the snuff is empty. Fog smells like duck, ice condenses tears and candles, and frost is hard to recognize. -Song Shi Yan, "Qing Men Drinking, Sending Petty Feelings"
The horses in the north hissed against the strong wind, and the flag of Dasong stirred in the snowflakes. At dusk, a red sunset appeared on the horizon, and the sunset projected the afterglow low from a pole high on the horizon. The old and withered forest is connected with the sky, countless mountains overlap steeply, and dying grass is everywhere in the long flat sand in the twilight.
The quiet house is full of stars, and the sleepless night is really hard. The wick condenses into residual flowers, and acacia is in vain. Duck-shaped smokehouse is full of fragrant fog, and the candle tears are like ice water. It is always difficult to see the frost at dawn when the night is heavy.