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Let's make the red dust as a companion, live in style, horse galloping, *** enjoy the prosperity of the world. --Phoenix Legend "Horse Running"
How big is the world, let it go wide, how far is the road, how long is the happiness, used to listening to the horse herder, the melodious sound of the zither, fell in love with this pasture with abundant grass and water. ---Ulantoya, "The Fiery Sazirang"
The galloping horse is like the wind, and the boundless wilderness is yours to roam. ---Ulantoya, "Lassoing the Horse Pole"
Slow down, horse, I want to see enough of this great scenery. The wind blows the rice and wheat in a thousand waves, and the heavy fruits on the hills bend the branches. --Ma Yutao's "Horse You Walk Slowly"
I am standing on a horse in front of a thousand mountains, listening to the wind singing heavenly music, the years have changed, but my heart is still at ease. --Phoenix Legend "Freedom from Fear"
Wildflowers sway by the lake, hundreds of spirits sing in groups, you and I stroll side by side, horses spread all over the hillside. --Tang Bingbing "Riding a Horse and Singing a Love Song"
The twilight breaks at dawn and the horse is a young man, the sky and the earth change between the dome of heaven and earth is reflected in both eyes between the eyebrows, across the abyss of quenching but still unchanged, the head of the leisurely earth is the spring breeze is delicate. --Jun Mo Zhen "horseback riding is a young man"
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When I was a young man, I walked wildly in the west and then in the east, and my silver saddle and steed galloped as if it were the wind. --Lu You, "Sense of Spring"
The grasses are all in the way of the horses, and the clouds are nowhere to be found. --Luoyin, "Meeting an Old Friend in Weicheng"
The moon hangs idly on the swing, and the horse stops at the willows, weary of hissing in the wind. --Wu Wenying, "Looking at the South of the River - March Twilight"
Though the color of the horses is different, the hearts of the people are not separated. --Li Bai, "The Yellow Horse"
The river spring refuses to stay for the returnees, and the grass is green to send the horse's hooves. --Liu Changqing, "Sending Judge Li to Runzhou"
The chrysanthemums are yellowing as the horse passes through the mountain paths, and the letter horse is leisurely and wildly excited. --Wang Yucheng (王禹偁)《村行-马穿山径菊初黄》
为惜故人去，复怜嘶马愁。 --Wang Wei, "Watching the Hunt"
The soft grass is fresh from the rain, and the light sand is dustless on the road. --Su Shi, "Raccoon Creek Sand: Soft Grass and Flat Sand After the Rain"
Dark dust goes with the horse, and the bright moon comes with the man. --Su Shi "The 15th Night of the First Moon"
Sentences suitable for horseback riding:
The first time I rode a horse I only dared to ride a pony, and stiffened up for a while in fear and trepidation.
One man, one horse, clattering hooves and wordless sighs across the long sharp sky.
I learned to ride at fourteen. Though I planted a lot of somersaults, the joy of flight still haunts my dreams.
The master reminded me to get on from the left side, the horse is too tall, I grabbed the reins of the vertical two can not get on, the master came over and pushed me a hand, I will sit firmly on the back of the horse. I was able to sit firmly on the back of the horse, and look at the other companions who were ready to go.
I was holding on to the reins, and at that moment, I suddenly realized the power of the "straw that saves the day". As I watched the scenery and listened to the jokes of my fellow travelers, I gradually felt my limbs begin to return to my body, and my taut back began to soften.
The horse is like a meteor and the man is like an arrow, you just feel light as a leaf, floating, not like a horse carrying you in walking, only like a hawk carrying you in the sky.
In this way, all the way to scatter my silver bells of laughter, and my galloping horse, its four hooves, long mane flying, the magnificent posture is marvelous.
When I rode my horse, not only did I not like to ride in a bridle, but I did not love its racing pace. I love it to fly: I love it as the sky; I love it as the wind.
In the sound of hooves, I gradually mastered the essentials of riding a horse, and my heart began to cheer "ride, ride, ride ......" I rode faster and faster, and the more I rode, the more I felt comfortable. The more I feel comfortable, the more I feel the word "gallop" more y.
It was my first time riding a horse, but I didn't want to lag behind in the snow and dance with the wolves afterward, so I began to use the techniques I had just learned to make the horse run. Horses running between the forest, the trees in the fast backward, a good bit of galloping brought out the smoothness!