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. xDdMLJ5tcKyPWmFquCE7LBhc6zrnOqI9EkH3NtsUsq+dvdFReqRaSXx3s1kzb1XK
