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. k2J34DT/I87XYVbUc2npKxBcOyJzhTtZaqvW4+PfNQlKiDhEJch3l55HqP1ZsDq/
