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. J48f2371DfML5l7PQwIN5p5XhD8A4b6TKLeGlTN2C+TggGA/PudZvz2sGUsG2kJL
