Half dreaming, half waking and half floating, smiling and thinking of old friends. What poem is this? From where?

This sentence comes from Sina Weibo's simple and warm "half dream, half waking, half life, a smile and an old friend", which belongs to poetry in my opinion, as follows:

The moonlight is like smoke, and the stars shine.

I don't know how leisurely the breeze is.

Time flies like water, tireless, wasted half a lifetime of pursuit, but also mind the past.

For whom do you know the ancient rhyme of the light bell, and for whom do you play some exquisite strings?

Mo Wen, don't ask.

Look at the moon, like a hook, full of stars.

Why do you complain about the windy shower? Chunying only remembers that prosperous moment.

Who said that time has turned into epiphyllum?

But this is also the leisurely floating life that Julian dreamed of.

Ridiculous trifles float new green, and ripples send prosperity.

Holding the new branch of the grass, I don't know what to do, but I can't find the hot wire.

Draw thoughts, such as quicksand and running water, but memories are hard to move.

Never loved, but I miss it.

Clear eyes are full of tears, and misty eyes are covered with crystal cream.

Never export, in the heart suddenly:

The phantom of the virtual wind remains in my heart, and the soft language still lingers in my ears. Thank you for that moment of spring night, the curtain of dreams. ...

A half-awakened life, a smile and an old friend. ...