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. YtSA9Uk/oL0nwrnMKAXfQsCSNZfL3Plhh1oMKz9clith9RDwHZdOYxyYzcUMrt8C
