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汾陽無德禪師語錄 2.7

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2.7

"Polishing a brick to make a mirror, yearning for a kindred sound, / Coming to ask, he clearly showed the original mind. / Just calling the plowman to turn his face and point, / The plow ox broke through the ancient sovereign's gold."

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