Sakura rain, wet clothes, landed in a stream with traces of residual red. Whose poem?

1, Modaoqiu River is difficult to leave, and it will be in Chang 'an tomorrow. 2. The old friend resigned from the West Yellow Crane Tower, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions. After all, the world is just a small place. Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel. The bright moon hides tall trees, but the long river doesn't know. Youyou Luoyang Road, this meeting ...