Now a cloud, now snow whirling in space.
Their delicate legs seem to run alongside the pine-tree forest,
Whilst the spectators who see them pass applaud.
Their heads aloft, their proud appearance, and their look, which expresses both pride and obedience.
Who is able to appreciate these beautiful horses?
Excepted Oui-Foung and Tsse-Tong.
I remember that when the Emperor used to go to the Palace of Sin-Foung,
Flags and parasols coming from the east clouded the sky;
Then 30,000 horses, some trotting, some galloping, resembled the horses in this picture,
Whilst this splendid cavalcade passes away into memory.