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. ZyCZdhdCcBOB0fAQNvPkIDbFv6/StJEnB1Um1w71owo27dpDQxhBBM+avzBQN0s4
