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如淨和尚語錄 1.97

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1.97

Ascending the hall to thank the tenzo, [the Master said]: "Sitting atop Old Lu's crown, / Picking up the handleless wooden ladle, / Suddenly ladling out molten copper and iron pellets, / Suddenly ladling out ghee and butter. / The great capacity of the Buddhas and Patriarchs is hard to fathom, / Yet it is still everyday tea and rice. / But tell me, what about the phrase that chokes off the throat? / Thoroughly boiling empty space: flourless broth noodles."

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