註四十二章經 1.298

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門徑蕭蕭長綠苔，一回登此一徘徊，青牛謾說函關去，白馬親從印土來。確定是非憑烈焰，要分真偽築高臺，春風也解嫌狼藉，吹盡當年道教灰。

The path is desolate, overgrown with green moss; / Each time I climb here, I linger in wandering thought. / In vain did they speak of the blue ox passing through Hangu Pass, / When the white horse came in person from the land of India. / The settling of right and wrong relied upon fierce flames; / To distinguish the true from the false, a high platform was built. / The spring breeze also understands disgust at the messy debris, / Blowing entirely away the ashes of Daoism from that year.