宏智禪師廣錄 8.72

8.72

Begging for conditions in the human world, a single staff flies; / Smoke thick on green crags, the snow begins to dry. / Wind-threads are not permitted to disturb Chan eyes; / Cloud-brocade is about to be seen falling from the teaching loom. / Strive to provide the monastic grove with bowls of food; / Who minds the dust soiling the traveler's robe? / Returning when monks are sated with food from the upper realm, / Accompany the spring mountains in singing of gathering ferns.