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. dimm1GaUDH0K3t0QT8Zzk7UJRdgu/TBj4AnKwvnM+xyaMM86A31PTORaWpKQR4kA
