虛堂和尚語錄 7.186
虛堂和尚語錄 7.186
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- Classical Chinese
7.186
光鋩曾不著纖埃，拂拭磨礱心已灰，秋夜不禁猿嘯月，
與誰同上妙高臺。
The sharp blade has never caught a speck of dust;
Through wiping, polishing, and grinding, the mind is already like cold ashes.
On an autumn night, unable to endure the ape howling at the moon,
With whom will you ascend the Terrace of Wonderful Heights?
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