A poem praising horses: White Horse.
I look at you with sunset eyes.
Drunk, confused, sleepy
Lazy but not greasy
There is no lack of deep temptation.
You, I can't stay.
The most precious you.
thank you
Open the curtain of the night for me
Sunset doesn't belong to me.
Just as I am chasing tomorrow.
Wanxing Bay is the harbor that accompanies my dream.
only
Regret is regret after all.
But the heaviness is long gone.
I am not a prince.
But to be a real king.
I am not your white horse.
But I sincerely invite you.
As friends.
wait for
wait for
Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King
A poem praising horses: horses.
Horses,
Wild horses,
A disobedient horse,
Running freely on the grassland,
Running freely between heaven and earth,
Run to that green land,
Running towards that hope,
Run out of a beautiful world.
Horses,
A strong horse,
A loyal horse,
Running freely between you and me,
Running in the vast universe,
Run to the unchanging faith,
Running towards eternal life,
Used up a bright future.
Life should be like a horse,
Play freely in life,
Strive to create in life,
Enjoy life.
May you and I be proud horses.
A poem praising horses: Wild Horse on the Set
Endless crowds.
The wild horse on the harness is here.
White shirt, black suit and high heels
Shang Tao
Shut up and stir.
Endless wild horses
Everyone who takes off their condoms
It's us
People I hate, people I hate.
A selfish poet
Carriage on the streets of London
Walk in
In the orange neon of the streets of Paris
Set out
Above the Eiffel Tower
Brandy wineshop
A red-faced horse
Wine red soft hair
The enchanting and crazy business after drinking.
They're crazy. Crazy.
I hate crazy people.
Wild horses don't eat grass.
tea
Scattered with grave bags
Mustang saliva and feces
Fenbao in Jiangnan area
There is tea.
Buried with a herd of wild horses
I made it myself.
Horse-faced teapot
Soak in silk and tattoos
People say that two people came to hell that year.
White porcelain in Jingdezhen
Ma blush porcelain
A wild horse with harness.
Sticking to gums and heels
Binding braid
Wine red braid
Stinky braid
Or horse face
No nose rings and earrings.
1 year
Horses wear kimonos like dogs.
He became the foal of the East.
Just show your ugly face.
A smelly white shirt.
Smelly black suit
Stinky high heels
Smelly person
Horses are not artificial.
It's a pony.
A poem praising the horse: the old man and the horse.
Yellow sand,
Blown by the wind,
Covered his face,
For the elderly,
Eyes can't see the distance,
In the desert,
There's nothing,
The blue sky,
At first glance, it was all white clouds.
Sha Ou abused pebbled sand dunes,
Travelers' footprints,
Left the most spectacular scenery in life.
The wind raged in the desolation.
Just like that damn expeller,
Chasing,
Yelling,
Scold enslaved ancestors.
The old man's eyes are not lonely,
Even if you leave your hometown in this golden desert.
The old man's eyes are beating,
The source of bad temper,
Let the old people no longer be hungry.
The old man didn't mean to stop,
Know what two landscapes look like.
A thin old horse,
With a scarred torso,
Trying to stop the sand and crush another partner,
The bones are already buried in the sand, boss,
The old man dressed them,
Block each other with your own body.
The old man is enjoying the best feelings.
The new moon left its mark on them,
Old people at the right time,
Have a good dream.
A poem praising horses: blind horses.
Blind horse
saturnalia
Singing and Dancing to Celebrate Good Time —— Put on a performance to celebrate peace and prosperity
How much injustice has been covered up.
I don't care anymore.
The so-called faith
Confused people
Wake up in silence
have no use for
Someone opened the door to redemption.
Keep warm.
A numb nerve
poetic sentiment