At noon, I drove from Zhuoer Mountain, advanced three games (the road is very bad) and then one (after three games, the road should be newly repaired). In the evening, there were some horses eating grass on both sides of the road. I was a little disgusted with the gloomy sky. I didn't put the drone. I regretted it. Staying in a hotel, the conditions, don't ask for anything... Originally, riding was 7 in the morning, because it rained, I waited until 9 o'clock, and the horse farm was changed to the scenic spot road. I was afraid that the grass field was slippery and the horse walked and slipped. The master said that after the National Day, these horses will be scattered on Qilian Mountain to spend the winter by themselves, and live a free life without a faucet and a saddle. On the return trip, I was fortunate to see the "tens of thousands of horses" on the distant hillside!