虛堂和尚語錄 10.68

10.68

Only this one matter is real; the other two are not true.
Thoroughly clear and plain, he still falls into the dust of dharmas.
His own Chan was practiced for only half a summer;
how many springs did he carry the eye of itinerant pilgrimage?
Just strike flint-fire at the cold hearth;
there is no need to test incoming guests with a bowl of tea.