书者,抒也,抒其性情;书者,散也,散其怀抱;书者,如也,如其学,如其性,如其人......书法艺术,民族之魂,虽历劫波而生机勃发;艺术之光,逾千万年而恒耀寰宇。如今,艺术形式日臻完美,表现手法不断翻新。国展、省展、个展,百花齐放,碑帖、教材、专集,异彩纷呈。欣慰之情,难以言表。然而,每每热闹过后,不无遗憾,何也?细读内容,翻来覆去,诗词尽是唐宋,文赋无非古人。清赵翼论诗云:李白诗篇万口传,至今已觉不新鲜,江山代有才人出,各领风骚数百年。比之前辈,实在汗颜。且不敢与沈尹默林散之论诗词,与沙孟海王学仲谈文赋,即使 Book, express, also express their temperament; book, scattered also scattered its embrace; book, such as its study, its nature, such as its people ... calligraphy art, the soul of the nation, although the robbery Waves and vitality; art of light, more than a thousand years and Heng Yao Universe. Nowadays, the art form is perfecting day by day. National Exhibition, Provincial Exhibition, solo exhibition, flowers bloom, rubbings, textbooks, albums, colorful. Pleased, unspeakable. However, often after the lively, not without regret, why? Read the content, turn over and over, poetry is full of Tang and Song, Fu nothing more than the ancients. Qing Zhao Yi on poetry cloud: Li Bai poem million mouth, has not felt fresh, country generation of talent, the leadership of hundreds of years. Than the previous generation, it is ashamed. And not with Shen Yin Merlin casual poetry, and Sha Menghai Wang Xuezhong Tan Wen, even