明覺禪師語錄 6.182

6.182

The clerks dispersed, the blinds lowered, thoughts are boundless;
Mountain light and stream reflections freely accommodate one another.
Who boasts of Tao Jingjie specially planting willows?
I laugh at myself living in seclusion, loftily listening to pines.
The cinnabar palace is still distant, the fungus inspections rigorous;
In the court of lawsuits, thick moss flowers spread at leisure.
Though the rustic guest among the crags has many ailments,
He will eventually carry his staff again to call on Shilong.