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. Xfq7CTy/14dBusOJ1w3A1cXCt33F44RQ3mUUBZXG4YQSWtRzcuJGEPO3+7a60MM3
