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. egigb6TLOmqnEStbilbBpxkmMXdG3H1q+nkgRsffh14P7N7CfIwwdp+mszVSU1qg
