法演禪師語錄 1.60

1.60

Ascending the hall, a monk asked, "What is snatching away the person but not snatching away the environment?" The Master said, "Autumn wind blows across the Wei River; fallen leaves fill Chang'an." The student said, "What is snatching away the environment but not snatching away the person?" The Master said, "Half the people met on the road are monks." The student said, "What is snatching away neither person nor environment?" The Master said, "A young wife rows a light skiff; the sound of singing follows the flowing water." The student said, "What is snatching away both person and environment?" The Master said, "High in the sky is the moon, a thousand gates are shut; on the great highway no one is present, walking alone." He then said, "For several days continuous heavy waters have caused damage wherever they reached; the single drop from the source of Cao fills the human realm, and when a patch-robed monk takes a single sniff, his nostrils reach the sky. But tell me, since the names are the same, why are the harm and benefit different? Who knows that beyond the distant mist and waves there is another fine thought?"