A poem about people who don't know where to go at a crossroads.

Teenagers do not know the taste of sorrow, fall in love with the floor, fall in love with the floor, and talk about sorrow for assigning new words; Ten years of life and death are endless. If you don't think about it, you will never forget it. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, nowhere to talk about. Even if we meet, we should not know. Our faces are covered with dust and our temples are frosty.

or

Hesitation-When there are multiple chess pieces between two rooms, He Ji hesitates alone. Hesitation-If your eyes are not narrowed, it's your turn to hesitate. Hesitation-the monarch comes from the south, and five horses don't move. Hesitation-inner hesitation and suspicion, to adapt. Hesitate.

Not knowing where to go at the crossroads is actually a kind of confusion and helplessness, so the above should be correct.