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. sII9ayOZDy1dW2k+DjDKylTxwKLtZR3fxLfNgfCam3xeV3/rYF21nqqchnXMf2HL