明覺禪師語錄 5.24

5.24

In deep crags, silent and quiet, clad in orchids and angelica; / Azure mists and rosy clouds reflect the flowing water. / Subhūti bids me farewell, uncertain of when to return; / Distant domains and strange regions he lightly contemplates. / Laughable it is, returning south of the Ridge, scurrying about— / How vile that was! / In desperate crisis, wildly casting it down, / All say they cannot lift it up. / As for me, originally I did not bring anything; / In seeing you off, what reliance is there to hang upon lips and teeth? / Chan guest Min, Chan guest Min, / Son of a lion! / You must be loftily detached, maintaining the end and the beginning. / Have you not seen: / The ancients had a saying: / 'Smash to pieces the black dragon's moonlit pearl!' / A great hero, arriving at this state— / Going, going, no need to snap fingers repeatedly.