宏智禪師廣錄 8.273

8.273

伐木清哦癖在腸。握笻蒼磴履重霜。玲瓏墮壑乳泉嚮。
蕭瑟到門松吹香。高寒夜雨凍一色。
虛淨曉雲流五光。社散荷枯有遺友。目青鬚髮半滄浪。

Chanting "Felling Trees" purely, the inclination remains deep in my breast; / grasping a staff on dark stone steps, treading on heavy frost. / Tinkle-tinkle falling into the ravine, milky springs resound; / rustling at the gate, pine winds breathe fragrance. / Loftily cold, night rain freezes into a single color; / emptily pure, dawn clouds flow in five-colored light. / The society dispersed, the lotuses withered, yet a leftover friend remains; / with dark green eyes, his hair and beard half like the Canglang.