What are the ancient poems about "time is like running water, and time will not go backwards"?

Huanxisha Romance

A new song and a glass of wine, the weather was old last year. When will the sunset come back?

There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path.

Shu Yun, the school book on the first floor of Xuanzhou Xie? Tang Libai

I had to leave Potter and me since yesterday.

It hurts my heart even more today!

Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.

The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie.

We are all lofty distant thoughts, longing for the sky and the bright moon.

But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a sword, sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine.

Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.

Crying at night? Yu Li

The flowers in the forest withered in spring, which was too hasty.

Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late. Cochineal tears.

Get people drunk. When does it weigh?

Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.

Tengwangge? Bo Wang

Wang Teng sings the praises of Linjiang Pearl,

Yu Pei sings and dances.

Draw a building facing Nanpu Cloud,

At dusk, the bead curtain rolled up the rain in the western hills.

Clouds and pools are shadows,

Things have changed for years.

Where is the emperor in the cabinet today,

Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself.

Yijianmei Jie Jiang

A piece of spring worries about wine.

The boat on the river rocked and the curtain moved upstairs.

Qiuniangdu and Tainiangqiao, the wind is fluttering and the rain is whispering.

When will you go home and wash your robe?

The silver word is the tone, and the heart word is the fragrance.

Streams can easily throw people away, turn cherries red and plantains green.