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. ogZynWtd6qPEExU446aw1SmQ6y2vXAKVNmcpfYo2muVD6b7nnWmA+9B+nVjdOHzM
