Fang Bing's horse is a horse of Dawanguo, and its thin bones are as clear as a blade.
Its ears are as sharp as a piece of bamboo, and it runs like four winds, as if its hoof had not been trampled.
The horse galloped, never in an open way, riding it all very comfortable, dare to roam the battlefield, and even share life and death.
Xiao Teng is so, Wan is even more rampant.
Fang Bing Cao Huma's poems express the poet's full ambition and great ambition:
Xiao Teng is so, Wan is even more rampant.