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. Lw1YfJOtev4Wq9dSXxjPn58brLFlW+7MvyZITY9gkQ9P2AbcZQujn4P1U7tPKtd6
