宏智禪師廣錄 1.164

1.164

Ascending the hall, a monk asked: "I recall a monk asked Baling, 'What is the school of Deva?' Baling said, 'A silver bowl heaped with snow.' I wonder, what is the meaning of this?" The Master said: "It still falls into a single color." [The monk] proceeded: "If so, then 'The full boat empty, carrying the moon; / The fisherman sleeps among reed flowers.'" The Master said: "After turning around, what is it like?" [The monk] said: "When the dragon finds water, its spirit increases; where the tiger encounters mountains, its ferocity grows." The Master said: "Fortunately, there is no connection." [The monk] said: "Then I request the Venerable to speak." The Master said: "If you wish to know the father of the born prince: / A crane soars into the firmament, leaving the silver cage." The Master then said: "The livelihood is now entrusted to the former person; / Long estranged at the head of the bench, he is once again close. / The River of Stars and the moon blend with the Yangtze River; / Vast and hazy, the pure light is evenly balanced in one color. / At what moment do meritorious achievements fall away? / Sleeping soundly, one must know to turn the body around. / Having turned around, do you recognize each other? / Shivering and impoverished, the face and mouth are blackened and cracked."