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. HytalwbZJgr4Y75A4kL9bTWu9/QnLNll6rrcvW6QP0QDJcfyHshp/AE5+ZlcxDWN
