圓悟佛果禪師語錄 1.61

1.61

上堂云，僧云：「直待金星現，燒然始到頭，學人金星在手時如何？」師云：「點。」進云：「恁麼則不到頭也。」師云：「亂走衲僧。」進云：「爭奈金星河。」師云：「蹉過了也。」僧問：「祖師也恁麼道，天下老和尚也恁麼道，未審崇寧作麼生道？」師云：「山僧不恁麼道。」進云：「撞著磕著去也。」師云：「撞著箇什麼？」進云：「禪客相逢只彈指。」師云：「兩頭三面。」進云：「殺活臨時。」師云：「脚頭脚底。」師云：「入荒田不揀，三千里外黑漫漫，牛頭沒、馬頭回，百億萬劫沒交涉，拈一放一節外生枝，舉古舉今無風起浪，山僧今日一時坐斷，且道：還有為人處也無？千峯勢到嶽邊止，萬派聲歸海上消。」下座。

Ascending the hall, a monk said: "'Only when the golden sparks appear does the burning reach its end.' How is it when the student holds the golden sparks in hand?"
The Master said, "Touch."
The monk continued, "If so, then it does not reach the end."
The Master said, "A patch-robed monk running wildly."
The monk continued, "What can be done about the River of Golden Sparks?"
The Master said, "Passed right by it."
A monk asked, "The Patriarch spoke like this, and the old venerables throughout the world also spoke like this; I wonder, how does Chongning speak?"
The Master said, "The mountain monk does not speak like this."
The monk continued, "Crashing into and colliding with it."
The Master said, "What did you crash into?"
The monk continued, "When Chan guests meet, they only snap their fingers."
The Master said, "Two heads and three faces."
The monk continued, "Killing or giving life according to the occasion."
The Master said, "The crown of the foot, the sole of the foot."
The Master said, "Entering uncultivated fields without discrimination; three thousand li away, pitch-black; ox heads sink, horse heads turn back; for a hundred billion kalpas, no connection. Picking up one and letting go of one is sprouting branches outside the joints; bringing up the ancient and bringing up the present is raising waves where there is no wind. Today the mountain monk cuts them all off at once. Tell me: is there still a place to help people or not? The impetus of a thousand peaks halts at the sacred peak; the sound of myriad streams subsides upon the sea." He stepped down from the seat.