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如淨和尚語錄 2.158

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Biting dog and pig fellows with a muddy lump;
Grasping the sky-touching blade, its edge is cold.
Turning into the spring breeze, smiling eyes open wide;
Peach blossoms shine red against emerald bamboo.

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