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. IQRPNcnp4rUmWxB+lMUVLK+7IN2ejmy3qwkk0BdX2q9rNa4qKO+GBvcet6SQAPm9
