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法演禪師語錄 3.142

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3.142

The north wind sweeps away the snow on a thousand cliffs; / On the branches, the red plum buds are about to burst. / Ethereal, cold clouds arrive from beyond the sky; / In our family, who can speak of such a realm?

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