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宏智禪師廣錄 7.51

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7.51

Autumn arises, trees grow old; / Waters recede, sands rise high. / The brow bones weigh the light and heavy of overcast and clear; / The nostrils channel the passage from zi to chou. / Body and mind are like the cleared moon; / Traces like drifting tumbleweeds. / Silently sitting on the rope-bottom chair, / Not wishing to speak of black and white; / Idly leaning on the walking staff, / Who can paint west and point east?

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