佛果圜悟禪師碧巖錄 8.41

8.41

投子投子（灼然。天下無這實頭老漢。教壞人家男女）機輪無阻（有什麼奈何他處。也有些子）
放一得二（換却爾眼睛。什麼處見投子）同彼同此（恁麼來也喫棒。不恁麼來也喫棒。闍黎替他。便打）
可憐無限弄潮人（叢林中放出一箇半箇。放出這兩箇漢。天下衲僧要恁麼去）
畢竟還落潮中死（可惜許。爭奈出這圈繢不得。愁人莫向愁人說）
忽然活（禪床震動。驚殺山僧。也倒退三千里）百川倒流閙𣽅𣽅（嶮。徒勞佇思。山僧不敢開口。投子老漢。也須是拗折拄杖始得）
𣽅（古活切水流聲）

Touzi, Touzi! (Clearly. In all the world there is no old fellow this honest. Corrupting the sons and daughters of good families.) / The wheel of his dynamic function encounters no obstruction. (How can anyone do anything to him? There's still a bit.)
Letting go of one, he catches two; (Swapping your eyes. Where do you see Touzi?)
The same over there, the same right here. (Coming like this, one gets the staff; coming not like this, one gets the staff. Ācārya, take his place and strike!)
Pitiable are the countless tide-players: (Letting out one or a half in the chan grove; letting out these two fellows, patch-robed monks across the land want to go like this.)
In the end they fall into the tide and die. (What a pity. How can they fail to get out of this snare? Do not speak of sorrow to sorrowful people.)
If they should suddenly come alive, (The meditation seat trembles. Scaring this mountain monk to death! Also retreating three thousand miles.) / The hundred rivers would flow backward with a roaring surge! (Dangerous! Lingering in thought is in vain. This mountain monk dares not open his mouth. Old Touzi must snap his staff in two before he is done!)
Surge (glossed with the fanqie gu-huo, meaning the sound of rushing water).