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. fHnTNQ+bpA5mpWiB3JcGQ1FvB93RiATTcwSWE03sI0/sW5baBK1xpwJTUk4mq9T6