Look at a thousand fingers coldly and bow your head as a willing ox. -Lu Xun

I am like a cow, eating grass, milking and bleeding. -Lu Xun

The old cow also knows that the sunset is late, so she doesn't have to whip herself.

The wind blows, the cattle and sheep are low. -Yuefu poems and Chilean songs

Fill the bull's head with charcoal. -The Charcoal Man by Tang Juyi

A few years old, a hundred hectares of land, thousands of pavilions and rafters, and thousands of cattle and sheep hooves. -Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio

Look at a thousand fingers coldly and bow your head as a willing ox. -Lu Xun

Pure separation is cattle. -Zuo Gong for five years

Killing Cattle in the East ―― Book of Rites Ji Fang

The scalper said it was too prison. -Dai people from Ceng Zi.