一我的家族对书法这门艺术没有承传,父亲是一位手工艺匠人,解放后他的手艺就派不上用场了,我们的生活空间也由城市转到了乡村,在泾水之畔的一个小村庄里过活。农暇之时,温暖的火炕上,父亲可以从早到晚给我们几个小孩讲传奇故事,从而在我幼小的心田播下了一颗爱好文学的种子。我九岁失怙,靠家慈艰辛地劳动供我上学。对书法的爱好,是从外 My family did not inherit the art of calligraphy, my father was a craftsman craftsman, after the liberation of his craft will not come in handy, and our living space from the city to the countryside, in the Jing River water a Live in a small village In her spare time, on a warm kang, my father can tell some of our children stories from morning till night, sowing a hobby of literary seeds in my young heart. When I was nine years old, I was laboring hard for me to go to school. Love of calligraphy is from outside