虛堂和尚語錄 10.11
English (machine translation) 10.11
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10.11
Longing for the scent of mutton, soaring high, what end to the inspiration?
Autumn is in the wind through the yellow reed leaves.
One's own matter not yet clear is like treading on fire;
Deep within the white clouds, meet the Old Man of the Crag.
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- 虛堂和尚語錄 — Classical Chinese