每天午时,归元古刹,有位高僧在禅房打坐参禅,调气调息。达到归元直指,心止一境后,来到书房,开始挥毫泼墨。几十年如一日,从未间断,以此作为修行的必备功课。只是法师挥毫时,屏气凝神,心、禅、墨相融,贯注于腕指,运行于毫端,完全进入禅定的境界。时如夏天云层,变幻无穷;时如奇峰起伏,舒展畅快;时如骏马扬蹄,奔腾千里;时如飞鸟出林,惊蛇入草;时如壁裂纹路,自然生成。法师的字既继承了传统书法之长,又渗入了佛教随缘之禅韵, Every day at noon, Gui Yuan temple, a monk in the meditation meditation meditation, adjusting interest rates. To Guiyuan directed at the heart stopped, came to study, began to brush ink brush. Decades as a day, never stopped, as an essential homework for practice. Only Master brush, the breath-hold, heart, Zen, ink blend, focus on the wrist, run in the millitary, fully into the realm of meditation. When the summer clouds, the ever-changing; when the Qifeng ups and downs, stretch fun; when the horses like horseshoe, Pentium; when the birds out of forest, astonishing into the grass; Master’s words both inherited the length of the traditional calligraphy, but also infiltrated the Buddhist rhyme,