虛堂和尚語錄 4.20

4.20

Entering the city holding the bowl, washing the feet and sitting cross-legged at ease—fortunate to be naturally lovely, yet for no reason Subhūti stepped forward and uttered 'rare and wonderful!' His tricks thoroughly exhausted, even if he explained entangling vines section by section and word by word, in the end it could not be annotated. The Chan practitioner Zixiu, knowing where he fell short, led thirty-two people and made every effort to wipe away his shame. If, before the tip of the brush was raised, he could rescue that yellow-faced old fellow, would that not be magnificent? As for drawing out the paper and moving the ink, the sword has long since passed by.