A poem about riding a horse to kill a war group

"Beauty this suspicious, feeling really fearless. Where is my heart, the snow shines. " Wandering around pubs in various countries and cities, you may meet people like court musicians and famous writers (you can tell by their names) and have a few words with them. If you meet such people for the first time and listen to a lot of nonsense, there will be a question at last: "Can you teach me some poems?" Just click on the first option and wait for a while. Ps: Some writers know several poems, so I suggest you go back and have a look after learning them. The desire in your heart is the end, and you are the beginning. (Blabla Bula