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. R9Utklt4zB51WNOv1snYFAKdntguiamu/r+wZoeOWJvZW+2Ses0lX+22OzB0j7hx
