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大慧普覺禪師語錄 12.144

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12.144

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.

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