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虛堂和尚語錄 7.57

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7.57

Worldly affairs are tangled like hemp; / The beloved has not yet arrived home. / Continuous rain in the deep courtyard / Splatters and breaks the flowers behind the hall. / When did we part from old conversations? / Letters and messages have no limit. / Dusk mist is about to close in from all four sides; / From where does the nomad flute arise?

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