虛堂和尚語錄 3.97

3.97

師拈主丈云：「者裡便是妙高孤頂，何須別峯相見？風颼颼，水冷冷，衲僧家蹉眼不得，若說隔江招手便乃橫趨，已是落他影子，更言今夜答話不答話，漫天網子，阿誰不知。既知得分曉，只如都城有十二座門，從朝至暮，車馬駢闐，衣冠文物，出入無間，且道各各所持者何事？若也知得，今夜相見，功不浪施。其如不然。」卓主丈：「凌空鐵塔鎮長存，夜深誰聽風甌語。」

The Master held up his staff and said: "Right here is the solitary peak of Wonderful Loftiness; why meet on another peak? The wind howls, the water is cold and clear; patch-robed monks cannot blink their eyes. If one speaks of beckoning across the river and rushing crosswise, one has already fallen into his shadow. To speak further of whether questions are answered or not answered tonight—in this sky-covering net, who does not know? Since you know clearly, just as the capital city has twelve gates, from morning till evening carriages and horses crowd together, robes, caps, and cultured regalia pass in and out incessantly—tell me, what matter is each and every one upholding? If you know, our meeting tonight will not have been in vain. If not:" Striking the staff: "Soaring into the sky, the iron pagoda remains forever; deep in the night, who listens to the wind singing in the tiles?"