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黄昏时,总是在学生放学后,就迫不急待地握起“小蛮腰”的小楷笔,临写钟绍京的小楷《灵飞经》。写起来总是如一杯水,浇灌在心田,润润地让浮躁在学生的成长中心尘,静静的沉淀。最美不过夕阳红。在这殷红的农村干净地阳光中,临写精美的道教经卷,如一杯绿绿的青山绿水茶;如听一曲委婉动听的《枉眉凝》,如读一首如梦如幻的《再别康桥》;如打一套气韵四溢的杨式太极拳。时间就在不知不觉香香的墨汁中跳跃着、奔跑着,
Twilight, always after the students get out of school, they are not anxious to hold “small waist ” in the small pen, write the small bell Shao Shajing “Lingfei.” Write always like a glass of water, watering in the heart, moist and let impetus in the student’s growth center dust, quiet precipitation. But the most beautiful sunset red. In this bright red rural clean sunshine, the beautifully written Taoist scriptures, such as a cup of lush green tea; such as listening to a euphemistic “vaunted condensate”, such as reading a dreamlike “ Farewell Cambridge ”; such as playing a set of Yang style Taijiquan overflowing. Time unknowingly fragrant ink in the jump, running,