Horses have been my greatest partners in sport, and personal growth. Each one I have worked with has taught me something unique, whether it was patience and trust during early dressage training, resilience in the face of competition pressure, or the quiet comfort of simply sitting with each other on long mornings at the stable. This section is dedicated to the horses who have shaped my journey, as an athlete, and as a learner and advocate for equine welfare.
Darky is the horse that lead me to step on the journey of equestrian. He is the first horse, a really gentle and kind one, I rode in lng etri
Stable, brave and gentle. My first coach taught me how to get along with and prepare horses using him.
A cute girl that loves attention from others. When you pass her with carrots on your hand, she would be upset and start pawing the ground with her hoof.
A so-called nightmare for beginners. He is a bit tricky. When he notices that the rider doesn’t fit (too green), he would suddenly stop at the corner of the arena. Fortunately, our journey was quite pleasant.
A little and stable horse, suitable for beginners. His trot is a bit fast, which helped me learn balance skills. He is introvert, always standing on the inner side of his stable.
She was known as a nightmare for beginners—sensitive and quick to buck at the wrong leg aid—but I treasured our time together. On her back, I found my first true sitting trot, learned to canter, and even tried riding without stirrups.
My first big challenge—she’s unique, temperamental, timid around ads and moving objects. I fell off three times, including the first, but learned to get up and found courage to continue. We even shared joyful moments in the snow.
Brave, extroverted and stable. He gave me the idea that it was not that difficult and not that hard to ride when I kept falling from princess. He prefer carrots than apples.
Impressed by his name, he brought me into the show-jumping events. He is always excited when facing the obstacle. They call him “automatic transmission.”
My first warm-blooded horse taught me the value of “we”—together we won third place, and in daily life he stays calm, lazy, and fond of flowers.
At first, I wanted to rent him as my partner, but that didn’t work out. Even so, he was the most powerful horse I’d ever ridden at the time. His strong hind leg muscle was all wrapped up in white, looking pretty elegant.
A sensitive, cautious mare, she taught me patience and gentleness—though our first show-jumping brought mistakes and even elimination, the growth and companionship were priceless.
My first warm-blooded pony gave me countless “firsts,” from dressage to 1.0m jumps, each challenge deepening my trust, sparking a love for dressage, and leading to later competition victories.
The horse I rode when attending the event hold by Alex Huatian. He is quite lazy, requires a strong aid on legs.
Though lazy and slow before obstacles, he bursts with excitement after each jump—yet unlike ambitious stallions, he prefers staying in his stable, happily eating as if always on a diet.
Baco, sensitive and powerful, taught me that riding is a conversation—his bold spirit and sharp reactions test patience, but trust and respect turn it into true partnership.
Just as her name, she has a pretty big head, meaning that only XL size bridle fits her. She is quiet, professional, and calm when approaching the verticals.
Experienced and calm, just like a patient teacher guiding me to try on each kind of approaching method and skills in clearing the fences.
We just cooperate twice before that competition, and we ended up in getting the fifth place. His rhythm is hurried. He enjoys taking a shower thoroughly after the training session.
The second time I met when a young rider rides a green horse. We did it! She has a great muscle strength on her back. Since she is young, about six years old when we started, she is often distracted by the outside views.
The second time I met when a young rider rides a green horse. We did it! She has a great muscle strength on her back. Since she is young, about six years old when we started, she is often distracted by the outside views.
With a young horse, hesitation and refusals taught me to stop waiting passively and instead read her subtle signals, turning setbacks into self-reflection and growth.
A cute and funny boy. Attention seeker, just like Amanda. He will definitely paw the ground using his hoof and make loud noises if you are trying to feed other horses, not him.
A powerful, ambitious stallion with beautiful strides—though he threw me off within minutes at first, his soft mouth now lets me ride him lightly, even with two fingers in dressage.
A gentle girl, who born in the same month and year as me 🙂
She love cinnamon flavored horse treats. Her mouth is really soft, so riding process should be meticulous on the aid of using reins, or she would be rearing.
My gentle, patient bestie—curious in the stable, picky with treats, and quietly reliable in dressage—became an unforgettable partner whose synergy with me brought countless honors.
A lazy sweetheart who loves sneaking breaks, yet when she moves her stunning extended trot and canter reveal effortless brilliance, matched by her gentle nature in the stable.
With a powerful trot that built my balance and a smooth canter full of ease, he’s playful and food-loving—devouring carrots and watermelon rind while charming everyone with his antics.
Experienced yet naughty, he knows exactly how to test the limits. His one bad habit, biting other horses, means his stall door is always locked to keep his head inside.
Though he stayed only two months, this Hungarian-blooded horse left warm memories—sensitive to heat yet delighted by frozen carrots on hot days.
My first performance horse, an Andalusian, introduced me to Grand Prix movements like passage, piaffe, and the Spanish walk—an affectionate partner who opened new horizons.
A young Friesian and the only cold-blooded horse I’ve ridden—timid enough to spook at rain yet gentle and introverted, often standing quietly at the far end of the stable.
From a green five-year-old to competing in the Shanghai Dressage Games, he’s grown into a brave, quick-learning partner—still young, yet mature beyond his age, and always eager for sugar cubes.
A pony with an irresistibly cute appearance, he once worked as a coal-pulling horse. Now, in the arena, he is steady on the lunge line, his trot rhythm smooth and reliable, pretty suitable for younger kids.