宏智禪師廣錄 2.205

2.205

Rice in the bowl, water in the bucket; / Opening the mouth, one sees the gall, seeking an intimate friend. / The moment you deliberate, you fall into secondary and tertiary workings; / Facing each other, it suddenly becomes thousands of miles away. / Master Shaoyang has a bit of skill: / The righteousness of cutting through metal—who is one with him? / The heart that is not a stone—alone he can be like this.