[Pramāṇa](https://indike.org/pramana/) › [Indian literature](https://indike.org/pramana/in) › [Buddhist Literature](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha) › [Taishō Tripiṭaka (Chinese Buddhist canon)](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho) › [大慧普覺禪師語錄](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.1998a) › 9.5 # 大慧普覺禪師語錄 9.5 大慧普覺禪師語錄 9.5 - **Language:** Classical Chinese ### [9.5](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.1998a.9.5) 歲節秉拂，僧問：「舊歲已去，新歲到來，還有不涉新舊者也無？」師云：「有。」進云：「那箇是不涉新舊者？」師云：「諸佛菩薩，畜生驢馬。」進云：「今夜小出大遇去也。」師云：「我已無端入荒草，爾又跳入屎坑裏。」進云：「彼此不著便。」師云：「果然隨我來。」乃云：「百尺竿頭進一步，甚麼處得這消息來？萬仞峯前露一機，墮在時人窠窟裏。莫妄想，放下著，絕伎倆處便肯承當，鼻孔索頭在我手裏。所以南泉道：『牽牛向谿東放，不免食他國王水草；牽牛向谿西放，亦不免食他國王水草；不如隨分納些些，總不見得。』杲上座隨分納些些去也。」良久云：「釋迦掩室於摩竭，耕地種蒺蔾；淨名杜口於毘耶，錮鏴著生鐵；須菩提唱無說以顯道，餿飯祭閑神，釋梵絕聽而雨華，果有領受者。直饒向上一路千聖不傳，硬紏紏、活鱍鱍，棒下無生忍，臨機不見師，也是隔鞾抓痒。總不恁麼，落在無事界中。且作麼生通得箇機關、應得箇時節去？」驀拈拄杖卓一下云：「還委悉麼？差之毫釐，失之千里，孟春猶寒終而復始，釋迦老子是繫驢橛，一大藏教是破故紙，如我按指海印發光，汝暫舉心塵勞先起。超佛越祖之談，未語已前，向諸人脚跟下蹉過了也。畢竟如何？毘婆尸佛早留心，直至如今不得妙。」又卓一下，復舉：「僧問鏡清：『新年頭還有佛法也無？』清云：『有。』僧云：『如何是新年頭佛法？』清云：『元正啟祚，萬物咸新。』僧云：『謝師答話。』清云：『山僧今日失利。』又僧問明教：『新年頭還有佛法也無？』教云：『無。』僧云：『年年是好年，日日是好日，為甚麼却無？』教云：『張公喫酒李公醉。』僧云：『老老大大，龍頭蛇尾。』教云：『山僧今日失利。』」師云：「二尊宿，一人向高高峯頂立不露頂，一人向深深海底行不濕脚。是則也是，未免有些誵訛。今夜或有人問杲上座：『新年頭還有佛法也無？』只向他道：『今日一隊奴僕在茶堂裏，村歌社舞弄些神鬼，直得點胸尊者惡發，把鉢盂峯一擲擲過恒河沙世界之外，驚得憍陳如怕怖慞惶，倒騎露柱，跳入擔板禪和鼻孔裏，撞倒舒州天柱峯。安樂山神忍俊不禁，出來攔胸搊住云：「尊者！爾既稱阿羅漢，出三界二十五有塵勞，超分段生死，因甚麼有許多無明？」被這一問，不勝懡㦬，却回佛殿裏第三位打坐，依舊點胸點肋道：「天上天下唯我獨尊。」』」自云：「住住，杲上座！他問新年頭佛法，為甚麼一向虛空裏打筋斗？說脫空謾人。」良久云：「杲上座今夜失利。」 > Holding the whisk on New Year's Day, a monk asked, "The old year has gone and the new year has arrived; is there still something that does not involve the new or the old?" The Master said, "There is." The monk asked, "What is that which does not involve the new or the old?" The Master said, "Buddhas, bodhisattvas, beasts, donkeys, and horses." The monk said, "Tonight, giving out a little, I have met with a great deal." The Master said, "I had already entered the wild weeds for no reason, and you have jumped into a cesspool again." The monk said, "Neither of us finds an advantage." The Master said, "Sure enough, you follow along after me." Then he said: "'Taking a step forward from the hundred-foot pole'—from where did you get this news? 'Revealing a working before the peak of ten thousand fathoms'—falling into the nest and burrow of contemporaries. Do not falsely imagine; put it down. When you are willing to take charge at the place where tricks are exhausted, the tip of the nose-rope is in my hand. Therefore Nanquan said: 'Leading an ox to pasture east of the stream, it inevitably eats the king's water and grass; leading an ox to pasture west of the stream, it also inevitably eats the king's water and grass; it is better to offer up a little according to one's lot, and then none of it is seen.' Elder Gao will offer up a little according to his lot." After a long pause, he said, "Śākya closed his room in Magadha, plowing the ground and planting thorns; Vimalakīrti held his tongue in Vaiśālī, clamping a pot over raw iron; Subhūti sang of non-exposition to reveal the Way, offering spoiled rice to idle spirits; Śakra and Brahmā ceased listening while raining flowers, as if someone truly received it. Even if the path upward is not transmitted by the thousand sages, unyielding and lively, with birthlessness borne under the blow, facing the dynamic without seeing a master, this is still scratching an itch through a boot. If none of it is so, one falls into the realm of doing nothing. How then do you open up a pivot and respond to the season?" Suddenly taking his staff, he struck once and said, "Do you understand? A fraction of an inch off, and you are lost by a thousand miles. In early spring it is still cold; it ends and begins again. The Old Fellow of the Śākya clan is a hitching post for donkeys; the entire canon of teachings is scrap waste paper. As when I press my finger the ocean-seal shines with light, the moment you arouse a thought, afflictions arise first. Talks of transcending buddhas and surpassing patriarchs have already slipped past beneath your heels before being spoken. In the end, what about it? Vipaśyin Buddha paid attention long ago, yet up to this day has not attained its marvel." Striking once again, he cited: "A monk asked Jingqing, 'Is there still the Buddha Dharma at the start of the new year, or not?' Jingqing said, 'There is.' The monk said, 'What is the Buddha Dharma at the start of the new year?' Jingqing said, 'The prime month begins good fortune; the myriad things are all renewed.' The monk said, 'Thank you, Master, for answering my question.' Jingqing said, 'This mountain monk has suffered a loss today.' Another monk asked Mingjiao, 'Is there still the Buddha Dharma at the start of the new year, or not?' Mingjiao said, 'No.' The monk said, 'Year after year is a good year, day after day is a good day; why is there none?' Mingjiao said, 'Master Zhang drinks the wine, Master Li gets drunk.' The monk said, 'So advanced in years, yet a dragon's head and a snake's tail.' Mingjiao said, 'This mountain monk has suffered a loss today.'" The Master said: "Of these two venerable elders, one stands atop the highest peak without showing his head, and one walks in the depths of the ocean without wetting his feet. That is right enough, but it cannot avoid some ambiguity. If tonight someone asks Elder Gao, 'Is there still the Buddha Dharma at the start of the new year, or not?' I will simply say to him: 'Today a band of servants in the tea hall are singing village songs and dancing local dances, playing with spirits and ghosts, so much so that the Venerable Chest-Tapper flew into a rage, took Mount Bowl-Peak and hurled it beyond worlds as numerous as the sands of the Ganges, frightening Kauṇḍinya so much that he panicked, rode an exposed pillar backwards, leaped into the nostrils of a board-carrying Chan monk, and knocked down Mount Tianzhu in Shuzhou. The mountain spirit of Mount Anle could not hold back his laughter, and came out, grabbed him by the chest, and said: "Venerable! Since you are called an arhat, transcending the afflictions of the twenty-five states of existence in the triple world and surpassing delimited birth and death, why do you have so much ignorance?" Confronted with this question, he was utterly ashamed, and went back to sit in the third seat in the Buddha Hall, still tapping his chest and ribs, saying: "In heaven above and earth below, I alone am the honored one."'" He said to himself, "Hold on, hold on, Elder Gao! He asked about the Buddha Dharma at the start of the new year, so why did you keep turning somersaults in empty space, uttering hollow fabrications to deceive people?" After a long pause, he said, "Elder Gao has suffered a loss tonight." > — English (machine translation) (machine translation) - [Previous: 9.4](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.1998a.9.4) - [Next: 9.6](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.1998a.9.6) - [Up: 9](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.1998a.9) ## Translations (1) - [English (machine translation)](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.1998a~en-mt.9.5) — English, machine translation --- Source: [https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.1998a.9.5](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.1998a.9.5) · Pramāṇa