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. tQRQP2wI4Rgwr7bLai0z1QDsCwPipE2Vf0dTZWE77YLT802RR3x6mylXIwK22kgb
