大慧普覺禪師語錄 12.144

12.144

不曾動著舌頭，葛藤已遍天下，等閑一擊虛空，隨手便成縫罅。法宏貌得吾真，彷彿鎮州普化，我今寫讚上頭，要作叢林佳話。

Without ever having moved his tongue, / The entangling vines have already covered all under heaven. / Casually striking empty space, / Cracks immediately form under his hand. / Fahong has depicted my true portrait, / Seeming like Puhua of Zhenzhou. / Now I write a eulogy on top of it, / Wishing to make it a fine tale for the monasteries.