宏智禪師廣錄 4.195

4.195

Ascending the hall, [the Master] brought up: A monk asked Yunmen: "What is it like when trees wither and leaves fall?" Yunmen said: "Substance exposed in the golden wind."
The Master said: "A son of Xuefeng, a grandson of Deshan, trailing vines entangle and turn, hard to exhaust the root. Cutting off the myriad streams, one sees the source and base; corresponding like box and lid, harmonizing with Qian and Kun. Long and short have no rhythm; continuous and dense, overly undivided. Going along with the waves like this, once aboard the boat, one arrives at the front door of home."