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. ijSKzmLch9cWEgxFXwWML8jejRA+PpvLbje9p5UIOC1K66jvg9bSRf5mhdAUNEL0
