What poems describe "change"?

1, say goodbye for three days, and be impressed. (Excerpted from "The History of the Three Kingdoms, Wu Zhi and Lu Chuan")

2, things are different, heartbroken, dreaming of entering Zhoufang Road. (Excerpted from Song Cai Shen's "Little Brother Qing Liu")

If you go to the wrong door, everything will be different. (Excerpted from Song He Zhu's "Partridge Sky, Crossing the Gate, Everything is Wrong")

4. Who lives in Wuyi Lane? Looking back, it is unforgettable. (Excerpted from "Wuyi Lane" by Song and Sun Yuanzhang)

5, nostalgic empty songs smell flute fu, going to the countryside is like a rotten ke. (Excerpted from Liu Tang Yuxi's "Yangzhou First Meeting to Enjoy Lotte")

6. Last year's Lantern Festival, the flower market was full of lights. The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk. On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes. (Excerpted from Song Ouyang Xiu's Cha Sheng Zi Yuan Xi)

7. The idle pool has a long cloud shadow, and things change several degrees in autumn. Where is the emperor in the pavilion today? The Yangtze River flows freely outside the sill. (Excerpted from Tang Teng's poem)

8. Qingshan is still there, and the sunset is a few degrees. (Excerpted from Yang Shen's "Linjiangxian, Rolling the Yangtze River to the East" in the Ming Dynasty)

9. A long time ago, the place where the yellow crane carried the saints to heaven is now only the Yellow Crane Tower. The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years. (Excerpted from Hao's Yellow Crane Tower)

10, last year today, in this door, the peach blossom's face turned red, and the peach blossom's face was still smiling in the spring breeze. (Excerpted from Hu's "Jingcheng Nanzhuang")

1 1. Did you see that in the bright mirror of the tall room, lovely hair, though still silky black in the morning, turned into snow at night? (from Tang Li Bai's "Into the wine, I don't see you")