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. 9KBpV4dUlVYNCsUYhdQL6i5O0+GdKHvCM2GP/C09sPBhUpfdfiqlMXsrwEKMVY+J
