35 beautiful sentences about riding a horse

First, riding on horseback and galloping on the vast prairie is very happy.

Second, I only dared to ride a pony and ran stiffly for a while in fear.

Third, a person, a horse, the clattering of hooves and silent sighs crossed the sharp sky.

I learned to ride a horse when I was fourteen. Although I stumbled a lot, the fun of flying is still a dream.

5. When riding a horse, the wind whistles in your ear. The horse bumps, and my * * will turn into a diamond!

6. Horses are like meteors and arrows. You just feel like a leaf, flying high, not like a horse carrying you, but like a vulture carrying you in the air.

7. After that, I got on my horse and walked on the green grass, with a group of cows grazing beside me. I jump on horseback, and my chest hurts.

Eight, so I sang and laughed like a silver bell all the way, and my galloping horse, with long hooves and manes, was magnificent and heroic.

Nine, the second ride was on Cangshan Mountain in Dali, hanging on the cliff. This horse rides very dangerously. On the mountain road, except for the sound of hooves, there is only my pounding heart.

Ten, according to the method that Aunt SOMA told me, lift the reins with both hands and clamp the horse's belly with both legs. I gently let out a cry of "drive" and the horse began to trot.

Eleven, the horse seems to understand my mood, walking slowly, my nervousness slowly disappeared in the crisp kicking, and I began to wonder: What would I feel if I was faster?

12. Then I went riding again. Growing up in the city, riding a horse for the first time, very excited. My mother carried me on horseback, more than one meter from the ground, which was novel, happy and scared.

Thirteen, we didn't ride a few steps, but the wet mud pit was sunken, and one foot was deep and one foot was shallow under the horse. We were bumping more and more on horseback, and we didn't know how to sit. The pedal rubbed the calf bone head-on and it hurt.

When I came back, the horse began to trot. I don't want to run so bumpy. I stood up, shaking badly. I'd better sit down It's too bumpy again. I can't help it Excited is still very excited.

Fifteen, my father told me that riding a horse should follow the horseshoe and then fall down together. After mastering the essentials of riding, I closed my eyes and danced excitedly on horseback, laughing and cheering, feeling like flying.

On the way, I asked the uncle who led the horse to let me ride it myself. At first, the horse was a little out of control, but later it adapted. On the endless grassland, I rode a horse and ran fast. I am very happy!

Seventeen, my father put me on the horse first, and then got on the horse himself. We rode horses around the yard, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. I felt so painful that I asked my father if it hurt. Dad said he didn't hurt.

18. The master reminded me that Matthew is very tall when viewed from the left. I grabbed the reins twice and couldn't get up. The master came over and gave me a push, so I sat firmly on the horse's back. Look at other companions. They are all ready. Let's leave now.

Nineteen, after stopping, Mongolian men taught us to ride common sense, such as pinching our legs and not grasping the saddle; Tighten the reins if you want to stop; If you want to turn, tighten the reins on the left and right.

I was a little worried at first, but gradually I became more and more relaxed. My horse took me running all the way and left everything behind. At this moment, it's just me and my horse. Sitting on a horse and watching the scenery has a different taste, and my mood is much softer.

At the age of twenty-one, I am like the protagonist in the movie, riding on horseback, looking at the wonderful winter sunset, and I am moved by my inner shock and romance. But I can't cry. I don't want my tears to turn into ice. Keep, keep, the most beautiful moment and my precious tears.

Twenty-two, I felt unbalanced as soon as I got on the horse. Before I got used to it, the Mongolian was "Yo, yo!" The order to start was given. The horse jolts from side to side when it moves, and it is in danger of falling at any time.

Riding a horse is not an easy task. I was nervous when I went up, and I was afraid of what the horse would do along the way. It shakes its head, eats grass or something, and I am extremely nervous. A big downhill! God, I think I'm going to fall. When you close your eyes, you pass a level.

I gripped the reins tightly, and at that moment, I suddenly understood the power of "life-saving straw". I watched the scenery all the way and listened to the jokes of the group members. Gradually, I felt my limbs begin to return to my body, and my stiff back began to become soft.

Twenty-five, trying to stop the horse, I don't know how to fiddle with the reins in my hand. When I think of the past, when I was working in the countryside, I often called Niu Ma, and I said, "Wow, hoo!" " Shouting, who would have thought that the horse would ignore us and skip forward?

26. First, I put on the protective equipment for riding, then I stepped on the pedal, got into the saddle and got ready to start riding. Push the crow and the horse will start to run. I screamed with fear. After a while, the horse finally calmed down. So I ran round and round.

Twenty-seven, riding a horse in Lugu Lake, the cleanest plateau lake in China, this is the third time, riding a horse slowly uphill, visiting Mosuo villages and watching the sparkling lake. This time in the beautiful Bashang grassland, I am a real rider. Of course, what is left after * * is fatigue and soreness, but it is worth it!

Twenty-eight, I began to walk back, and the horse became more and more tacit. He didn't like taking the usual road, so he went to his high place. He specially found some rugged roads and kept accelerating. Finally, he galloped. I feel like my whole body is falling apart, and I almost didn't spit out what I ate at noon.

Twenty-nine, about an hour, the leading horse began to run. Although it was my first time riding a horse, I didn't want to fall behind in this ice and snow and dance with wolves, so I also started to use the skills I just learned to make the horse run. The horse is running in the forest and the tree is retreating quickly, which is a good time to fly out!

Thirty, the horse may be tired and slow down slowly. I was in high spirits just now. At this time, the horse running with its head down is looking around, very leisurely. Occasionally, I will smell the smell of wild flowers and drive away the flies around. When I see it running slowly, I will free a hand and touch it gently.

When I ride a horse, I not only don't like walking slowly, but also don't like its racing speed. I like it to fly: I love it like a wild horse; I love it like lightning. Our dialect calls the horse's trot "small roll" and the horse's big run "big roll".

On the way back, a young Mongolian man rode a horse that flew like an arrow. He stood up at once, waving a whip in one hand and holding the reins in the other. Charming posture, calm and free and easy momentum. Cao Zhi described in his White Horse that "he is cunning and agile, but he is brave and wild."

Thirty-three, I asked my aunt who was leading the horse to let the horse run, but I was a little unstable when the horse ran. Menstruation said, "Hold on tight, it's okay." My heart slowly calmed down when I heard this. Unconsciously, we are back to the starting point. When I dismounted, I was already in a cold sweat, but it was too exciting.

34. With the sound of horse hooves, I gradually mastered the essentials of riding, and began to cheer in my heart, "Drive, drive, drive ..." The faster I rode, the more comfortable I rode, which made me feel more deeply about the word "gallop".

35. Finally, under the hostage of SOMA, the owner of the horse, I climbed onto the horse with trepidation. I clung to the reins tightly. I was lying on the horse, feeling nervous and sweaty, afraid of falling off the horse ... Seeing my embarrassment, my father jumped away with a smile, leaving only a string of loud voices echoing: "Riding a horse-"