Usually, no matter on the beach, on the roadside after school, or on the muddy oil that hasn't condensed, as long as there is a place suitable for writing, I practice writing with a wooden stick or finger. Because there was no first teacher, I knew nothing about Yan Ti and Liu Ti when I was a child. I practiced my words until I felt satisfied. If I can't satisfy my own words, I'll read what others have written and practice again.
Every time I feel that my handwriting (I don't think it's calligraphy) has improved, I feel a sense of accomplishment. After growing up, because of the hard life, I gradually ignored practicing calligraphy, but I didn't give up completely. Every time I see other people's good calligraphy in magazines, newspapers or online platforms, I can't help but observe it, feel it with my heart, and draw with my hands. Whenever I am depressed, stressed and in pain, I pick up a pen and copy some poems to calm my mood. These habits have made me spend the hard years of my life again and again! I remember one time, because I was busy at work, I didn't practice calligraphy for a year, but I always had the urge to practice calligraphy, which made me feel uncomfortable. When I put down my work and held the pen again, I was very excited, my hands trembled and my eyes were wet. I deeply understand the feelings in my heart!
I never want to be a calligrapher, and I don't have to be a calligrapher! I don't think I wrote calligraphy either. I've always wanted my writing to be beautiful. More importantly, my spiritual pursuit of writing has been with me all my life.