拿起笔我静静思索,笔下能生花。在我内心里,我一直认为最神圣的不是书,而是笔。昔日,王羲之曾飘若浮云、惊若蛟龙地奋笔疾写,写下了篇篇史诗、书法瑰宝;鲁迅以笔为剑,与黑暗厮杀;郑板桥的笔,画出了竹子清幽的神韵与坚韧的傲骨……一支笔,留下了中国古朴的文化;一支笔,记下了神州的辉煌与悲怆。回首历史,李白的一支笔,写尽了江山多娇;杜甫大笔一挥,尽道 I picked up the pen quietly thinking, pen can give birth to flowers. In my heart, I always think that the most sacred is not a book, but a pen. In the past, Wang Xizhi has been floating like a cloud, scared like a dragon to write pen, wrote epic poem, calligraphy gems; Lu Xun pen as a sword, fight with the dark; Zheng Banqiao pen, draw the quiet charm and tenacity of bamboo Proud of ... ... a pen, leaving the ancient Chinese culture; a pen, write down the glory and compassion of God. Looking back on history, a white pen of Li Bai, Jianguo Duojiao; Du Fu big wave, do