What ancient poems describe everything as floating clouds?

An ancient poem describing everything as floating clouds is as follows:

The world is a cloud. Why not ask? It's better to lie high and eat more —— Wang Wei's Drinking and Pei Di

Indulge in painting, you know that the age of youth is coming. In fact, wealth and status are floating away like clouds to me. -Du Fu

Love is like a thin piece of paper, and the world is like a chess game.

Human feelings are like water and things are like clouds.

Easy to rise and retreat, easy to change.

Things are as short as spring dreams and human feelings are as thin as autumn clouds.

Pink lady should not be old, prodigal son should not be poor.

The poor live in downtown areas, but the rich have distant relatives in the mountains.

Who says there's nothing behind, and who says there's nothing ahead?

Money to tell the truth, no money to tell lies.

The moon is near the water tower, and flowers and trees are easy to spring in the sun.

Don't be honest, be ruthless. There are straight trees in the mountains, but there are no straight people on earth.

Saying right and wrong is right and wrong.

Happiness lies in contentment and lifelong humiliation; Zhi Zhi always stops, and he will never be ashamed.

Right and wrong are just for talking more, and troubles are for being strong.

Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life.

Bodhi has no trees, and the mirror is not a stage. There was nothing, so there was no dust.

This is the consistent way of human happiness, and all kinds of things will always flow to the east like water.

Things are human, things are human; Circumstances are born from the heart, and it is natural to take a step back.

Don't be surprised by yourself, just look at the flowers in bloom before the court; Going or staying is unintentional, and it is easy to follow the clouds.