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. ETUFzKC2Rr0eo+JpknP+oCiVh4vuqylKH62ySG7aT7Q4HcqWM7YHy24yKd7LdSvo
