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明覺禪師語錄 5.207

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A solitary cloud in vain resembles his wandering traces;
Pointing high toward Jinhua, thoughts are unending.
At dusk, the light sail reflects the autumn colors;
Sand birds cry ceaselessly against the river breeze.

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