圓悟佛果禪師語錄 3.5

3.5

Ascending the hall, he said: “Nowhere to escape the sweltering heat, identity fully revealed; the balmy breeze comes from the south, unbuttoning one’s collar to enjoy it alone. Where myriad heats do not reach, myriad sufferings leave no trace. You must know that within the threshold of the Buddhas and Patriarchs, there is the function of shifting things and turning heaven around. Therefore Xuedou said: ‘Vast, widespread heat; flakes of snow fluttering down; reversing the flow of the four rivers, bringing forth shoots from withered stumps again.’ But tell me, when it is just such a time, what about it? Cicada cries reach the ears from time to time; shadows of wild geese suddenly greet the eyes.”