虛堂和尚語錄 2.115

2.115

達磨第三忌拈香：「十萬里水雲蹤跡，七百年西竺陳人，眼睛烏律卒，面子黑鱗皴，傳衣付法，惹起埃塵，如今紅紫亂朱，紛然而出，豈止乎少林五葉一花之春。斯臨遠諱，薦此溪蘋，萬古千秋累子孫。」

Offering incense on the third memorial anniversary of Bodhidharma: "Traces among the waters and clouds of a hundred thousand miles; an ancient man of Western India seven hundred years ago. His eyes were jet-black, his face dark and wrinkled. Transmitting the robe and conferring the Dharma stirred up dust and dirt. Nowadays, red and purple disorder the pure vermilion, bursting forth in profusion—how could it be limited to the spring of the five petals and one flower of Shaolin? Now arriving at this distant memorial, offering this water-weed of the creek, for ten thousand ages and a thousand autumns it burdens sons and grandsons."