Zhang Zhongsu
By city wall wave willows slender
And roadside mulberry leaves tender.
She gathers not, basket in hand,
Still dreaming of the far-of-land. E5tT7hvoPUNgjoL3rVlFZksyKr2UduTn3755Xyk0xO0uRqJ71pG2cWbIz3ChFzUK
