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. 65Uay4ug5ELmILv/PKGTr3gAPOcZyXDOj4v0YRd+37WyMWaQZ/mOEmuVpFBKx8bw
