佛果圜悟禪師碧巖錄 4.29

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且道這公案。與仰山問僧。近離甚處。僧云廬山。仰云。曾到五老峯麼。僧云。不曾到。仰云。闍黎不曾遊山。辨緇素看。是同是別。到這裏。須是機關盡意識忘。山河大地。草芥人畜。無些子滲漏。若不如此。古人謂之猶在勝妙境界。不見雲門道。直得山河大地。無纖毫過患。猶為轉物。不見一切色。始是半提。更須知有全提時節向上一竅。始解穩坐。若透得。依舊山是山水是水。各住自位。各當本體。如大拍盲人相似。趙州道。鷄鳴丑。愁見起來還漏逗。裙子褊衫箇也無。袈裟形相些些有。裩無襠袴無口。頭上青灰三五斗。本為修行利濟人。誰知翻成不唧𠺕。若得真實到這境界。何人眼不開。一任七顛八倒。一切處都是這境界。都是這時節。十方無壁落。四面亦無門。所以道。始隨芳草去。又逐落花回。雪竇不妨巧只去他左邊貼一句。右邊貼一句。一似一首詩相似。羸鶴翹寒木。狂猿嘯古臺。雪竇引到這裏。自覺漏逗。驀云。長沙無限意。咄。如作夢却醒相似。雪竇雖下一喝。未得勦絕。若是山僧即不然。長沙無限意。掘地更深埋。

Tell me, this gong'an, compared with Yangshan asking a monk, "Where have you recently left?" the monk saying, "Mount Lu," Yangshan saying, "Did you go to Five Elders Peak?" the monk saying, "I did not go," and Yangshan saying, "Acārya, you have not roamed the mountains"—distinguish black from white and see: are they the same or different? Arriving here, one must exhaust all contrivances and forget the thinking consciousness: mountains, rivers, the great earth, grass, chaff, people, and beasts—without the least seepage. If it is not like this, the ancients called it still being in a sublime realm. Do you not see Yunmen saying, "Even if the mountains, rivers, and great earth are free of the slightest defect, it is still shifting things; not seeing any form is only half the presentation; one must further know that there is a time of full presentation and a transcendent opening before one understands how to sit securely"? If you penetrate through, as of old, mountains are mountains and waters are waters, each dwelling in its own place, each fulfilling its original essence, just like a person who is completely blind. Zhaozhou said: "The cock crows in the chou hour. / Sorrowful to wake and find leakage once again. / Skirt and narrow tunic—not a single one; / The semblance of a kaṣāya is barely there. / Trousers without a crotch, pants without cuffs, / On my head three to five pecks of blue ashes. / Originally meant to cultivate practice and benefit people, / Who knew it would turn out so clumsy and dull?" If one truly arrives at this realm, what person does not have their eyes open? Let it tumble upside down in any way: every place is this realm, every time is this season. The ten directions have no walls; the four sides have no gates. Therefore it is said: "At first I followed the fragrant grass away; / then I chased the falling flowers back." Xuedou was quite ingenious: he just affixed a line to his left and affixed a line to his right, just like a poem: "A gaunt crane roosts on a winter tree; / A wild monkey howls on an ancient terrace." Xuedou, having led up to here, felt his own leak and abruptly said: "Changsha's boundless intent—bah!" It is like waking from a dream. Although Xuedou gave a shout, it did not manage to cut it off completely. If it were this mountain monk, it would not be so: "Changsha's boundless intent— / Dig the earth and bury it even deeper!"