书道有一度,不喜欢沈鹏老的字,不能究里,唯因直观。我甚至觉得,在一页劈木抽髓、鞭辟取筋、辗转而来的宣纸上落笔,不是每个人都有资格。那该是一份圣职。从念想的第一刻起,须一退,再退,直到成为一介修士,或一位忍者,披古时的星斑,戴旧日的月痕,漱口,净手,将自己锻塑成一枚那时的青箭,自虚空里射 Book Road for a time, do not like Shen Peng old words, can not study, only because of visual. I even think that it is not everyone who qualifies on one page of chopping pith, whiping tendons, and getting rid of rice paper. That should be a priesthood. From the very first moment, you must retreat and retreat until you become a monk, or a ninja, a star patch in ancient times, a scar on the old days, mouthwash and clean hands, When the green arrows, shot from the void