What is a poem about insomnia in the dead of night?

As follows:

1, drunk and don't remember waking up. Spring dreams and autumn clouds are easy to gather and disperse. I don't sleep much at the half-moon window. What is displayed on the screen is Wu. -From the Song Dynasty: Yan's "Sleeping in the West Building"

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: drunken farewell to the west building, no memory after waking up. Spring dreams and autumn clouds make life too easy to gather and disperse. I still don't get enough sleep in the moonlight with half a window slanting, and the colorful screen shows the green of Wu Shan with nothing.

2, turn to Zhuge, low household, sleepless. -From the Song Dynasty: Su Shi, "When is the bright moon?"

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: The moon revolves around the scarlet pavilion, hangs low on the carved window, and looks after herself who is not sleepy.

3. The high light flashes; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon. -From the Tang Dynasty: Li Bai's "Sauvignon Blanc Part I"

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: there is only one solitary lamp in the dark, and it can't wait until dawn. Loneliness and missing make people desperate. I had to roll up the curtains, watch the moon miss that person, and sigh in my spare time.

I couldn't stop singing last night. It's already midnight. Stand up and walk around the steps alone. When people are quiet, the moon is bright outside the curtain. -From the Song Dynasty: Yue Fei's Xiao Zhongshan couldn't stop crying last night.

Interpretation of the vernacular: Last night, the crickets in the cold autumn couldn't stop moaning, dreaming of returning to their hometown, burning thousands of miles away, and being awakened, it was midnight. Stand up and walk around the steps alone. It was quiet all around, and outside the curtain, a thin moon was hazy.

5, speechless alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. -From the Five Dynasties: Li Yu's "Welcome to the West Building without Words".

Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: silence, loneliness, slowly boarding the empty west building alone. Looking up at the sky, there is only one bend in Leng Yue. Looking down, I saw the lonely plane tree in the yard, and the deep courtyard was shrouded in cold and desolate autumn colors.