Ancient poetry describing confusion

Poems describing confusion include:

Ten years of life and death are confusing. Without thinking. Unforgettable.

If life is just like the first meeting, what's the matter with the West Wind Sad Painting Fan?

Where is Rimu Xiangguan? The smoke on the Yanbo River makes people sad.

I stopped eating and threw chopsticks. I drew my sword and looked around at a loss.

Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you.

Confused, pronounced mí máng; adjective; part of speech: neutral; detailed explanation: ① vast and unclear appearance: eyes ~; ~ wilderness; heavy snow covering the sky, a wilderness ~. Describes that one does not know how to progress in life or work and has no sense of direction; the road ahead is unclear; confusion is also referred to as "confusion". I don’t know what to do, I’m vague about the future, and I’m completely blank.

The full text of the above poem is as follows:

(1) "Jiangchengzi·Dreams on the night of the 20th day of the first lunar month of Yimao" by Su Shi, Song Dynasty

Ten years of life and death are uncertain. Without thinking. Unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.

When night comes, I suddenly return home with a deep dream. Small Xuan window. Dressing up. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines.

(2) "Mulan Ci·Cambodian Friends of Nalan Xingde"

If life is just like the first time we met, what's the matter with the West Wind Sad Painting Fan? It is easy to change people's hearts, but they say that people's hearts are easy to change.

It’s midnight when the Lishan language is gone, and the rain and the ringing rain at night end with no regrets. How lucky is the brocade clothes, the wings and branches are connected to each other as I wish that day.

(3) "Yellow Crane Tower" Cui Hao, Tang Dynasty

In the past, people had taken the Yellow Crane to go there, and the Yellow Crane Tower was vacant here.

The yellow crane will never return, and the white clouds will remain empty for thousands of years.

Qingchuan is surrounded by Hanyang trees and luxuriant grasses in Parrot Island.

Where is Rimu Xiangguan? The smoke on the Yanbo River makes people sad.

(4) "Traveling is Difficult·Part 1" Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty?

Ten thousand dollars worth of wine in gold bottles, and ten thousand dollars worth of treasures on jade plates.

I stopped eating and threw chopsticks. I drew my sword and looked around at a loss.

If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang.

I was fishing on the Bixi River in my spare time, and suddenly I was riding a boat and dreaming of the sun.

Traveling is difficult! Traveling is difficult! There are many different roads, where are you now?

There will be times when the wind blows and the waves break, and the cloud sails are hung directly to help the sea.

(5) "Two Poems of Farewell to Dong Da" by Gao Shi, Tang Dynasty

Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, and the north wind blows the wild geese and snow.

Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you.

Liu Fei fluttered and felt sorry for himself. He left Beijing and Luo for more than ten years.

My husband is poor and lowly, so there is no money for drinks when we meet today.