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. 5bbbLAaQiVVcHOA0YXHw8a+UwT5KSSOXUPhfEiatLtKRnmRTGv8QNk+lTBk+5M+M
