Li Bai's "Purple Horse"
The Purple Horse walks and neighs, with double jasper hooves. Reluctance to cross the current is like cherishing the brocade barrier and mud.
The snow-white mountains are far away, and the sea of ??yellow clouds is garrisoned. I'll go thousands of miles away with my whip, and I'll be able to read about my spring boudoir.
Du Fu's "Poetry of Hu Ma, Cao Bing Cao"
Hu Ma's name is Dawan, and his sharp edges and thin bones form.
The ears of the bamboo are steep, and the wind blows lightly on the four hooves.
There is no emptiness in the direction, which is worthy of life and death.
With this, Xiaoteng can travel thousands of miles.
Zhang Yan's "Qingpingle·Raising Horses on the Plains"
The bridle shakes the bit. Treading on the plain snow. The courage to take advantage of the sound of the army has sweated blood. Have a leisurely time during the peaceful season.
The soft spring grass is everywhere. The wild water trickles and the sand clears. How many Hualiu have grown old and are still stuck in the salt truck.