宏智禪師廣錄 8.329

8.329

一葦江頭老白眉。而今問訊慰相思。風靜夜月明時。
滿眼寒光下釣絲。

On a single reed by the riverbank, old White-Eyebrows;
now sending greetings to comfort our mutual longing.
When the wind is still, at night under the bright moon,
with an eye full of cold radiance, dropping the fishing line.