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. ZFRbIIsZeo6PzEvTKKiIUP9C6IeRmiz5+AUeEZELCHO1keB3+bnzU0mM4+JxPyCh
