虛堂和尚語錄 1.19

English (machine translation) 1.19

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1.19

Ascending the hall at Mid-Autumn: 'The golden wind blows down leaves; jade dew drips in clear autumn. Unbearable is that Hanshan, who wordlessly laughs and nods his head. Tell me, what does he laugh at?' Striking the whisk: 'Since it can be as bright as a mirror, why must it be crooked as a hook?'

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虛堂和尚語錄 — Classical Chinese