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虛堂和尚語錄 7.355

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Frost falls, the host of woods is barren; / A single howl, the thousand crags fall silent. / Brilliant and distinct, full of emotion, / It rouses deep awakening in this toilsome life. / Holding its young, climbing the precarious branch, / Its pure delight is high and far. / A single point of doting love, / The wind of karma cannot blow away.

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