虛堂和尚語錄 5.50
English (machine translation) 5.50
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Drafting a letter, he intended to knock at the celestial gate, / But often there was no one with whom he could discuss it. / Having received the old man's light flick of the finger, / Facing the wind, he felt his soul quietly melt away.
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