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. zjXK1zM21ejSvjyQqu13HnEAkpRdrMhel9r7//s8RUvLdZoEGNnbW6emRUuWWZ4O