Who can tell Li Bai what poems he has about horses?

Under Ma Chuiyang, next to Oubei Avenue. Look at the green water on the horizon and the green hills on the sea.

Drunk at dusk, the white horse gallops proudly. High-spirited people are respected and act at the right time.

Dragon and phoenix took off their shackles and waddled towards Anto. Go ride a white pony and sing a hop in the empty mountain.

Fight to the death on the battlefield, and the defeated horse will howl at the sky.

Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow.

The autumn wind blows gently, and the grass is white. It is the season when horses are fat and cows are strong. Flying horses depict shadows, and the riders on horseback are so complacent!

Tianma came out of the Yuezhi Cave, with the wing bone of Tiger Long Wen on his back.

Tianma calls, Feilong rushes, and Chang Geng imagines his double life. The tail is like a meteor, thirsty, and lipstick sweats.

As the old saying goes, to go to Yu Yan is to leave the fields on the ground, but Poncomair is flat now.

The wind blows frost, the seaweed withers, the muscles wither, and the horse is arrogant.

The silver saddle and the white horse set each other off and galloped.

Zhaojun brushed the jade saddle and blushed when he got on the horse.

Zi Juan hissed into the fallen flower and saw the emptiness and heartbroken.

Who is the white horse? Huanglong frontier fortress.