如淨和尚語錄 1.85

1.85

Ascending the hall on Chan Master Qing's relics returning to the stupa at Shui'an: The old nemesis on the crown of the head of Emperor Shoushang, dearly missing his late teacher's former grassy nest. Merely borrowing a cattail cushion to sit in meditation; everyone claps hands and sings a mountain song. Just at such a moment, gazing upon the radiance of lakes and seas, humans and devas rejoice together. Yi! Completely extinguishing the essential principles of the school, carrying out the true command!