鹧鸪天 By 秋月无痕Terry ¶ Posted in 词 ¶ Leave a reply 晚日寒鸦一片愁。柳塘新绿却温柔。若教眼底无离恨,不信人间有白头。肠已断,泪难收。相思重上小红楼。情知已被山遮断,频倚阑干不自由。