明覺禪師語錄 5.265

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5.265

In the shadows of a thousand peaks, leaves begin to wither; / Gazing to the furthest reach, I still comfort my loneliness. / I also say that not a tip of a hair separates us; / Yet what of the autumn clouds and autumn waters stretching so far away?

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