Poems lamenting the passage of time

1, a few inkstones travel a year, and now it's October. -Sima Guang's "Wei Zhou Xinji" 2. Cold spring storage, warm pot, old age, blue light has changed. -Wu Wenying's "Flower Offender Xie Huangfu 'an sends ancient plum branches for the night" 3. Last year, I was lying in Yantai today, with mines hidden in the bronze drum. -Wang Shouren's "Two Poems of Yuan Xi" 4. I remember getting on the horse when I was a child, and people were crying. -Liu Tong's Linjiangxian Li Qian Chang 'an fame and fortune 5. Every year, counties send people to make a mound with Liaodong. -Wang Jian's "Liaodong Tour" 6. Recalling that year, the old house was desolate and the wild bridge was cold in autumn rain. -Wu Wenying, bloom, first frost, Panshi Lake the day before Chongyang, 7. I dreamed of crossing the river in the middle of the night last night. -Liu Chenweng's "Guizhixiang, Piper Go" 8. Sad for three thousand miles, only to think for four or five years. -Han Wo "Cold Food Festival Garden Pavilion" 9. Forget Chengdu for ten years, because you may think. -Su Shi's "Linjiang Fairy, Send Your Majesty to Seal the Hou" 10. On the day I set out that year, I only lived in Tonglu. -Liu Caichun's "Elegy, Parting Day that Year" 1 1, the time is easy to throw, cherry red, banana green. -Jie Jiang's "A piece of plum, a boat crossing the Wujiang River"