大慧普覺禪師語錄 1.21

1.21

Ascending the hall, a monk asked, "When Guishan and Yangshan met back then, one stuck his shovel in the ground and the other crossed his hands—what was the meaning?" The Master said, "Two eyes facing two eyes." The monk advanced, saying, "On a stringless zither, few are those who understand the tone; when father and son play it, the style is noble." The Master said, "You tell me: is it where the shovel is stuck, or where the hands are crossed?" The monk advanced, saying, "The line on the pole is manipulated by the master; without disturbing the clear waves, its intent is naturally remarkable." The Master said, "You are going off like that again." He then said, "'Being and non-being are like wisteria leaning on a tree'—the blue-eyed barbarian did not know where it fell. So tell me: where did it fall?" Suddenly taking up his staff, he addressed the great assembly, saying, "Look, look! It comes straight down—quickly fix your eyes on it!" He threw down his staff.