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. pshU4jAChPsE/5EV3RPMSvZA7I6CfzM9olWQSiaQc97L5CIkl/1aEjbK3OqAfxUG
