佛果圜悟禪師碧巖錄 10.28

10.28

A clay Buddha does not cross water; (Soaking and rotting the nostrils. Waves rising without wind.)
Divine light shines upon heaven and earth. (What business of his is it? Seeing the hare, he releases the hawk.)
If standing in the snow does not cease, (One person transmits a falsehood, ten thousand transmit it as real. Going along with the error to compound the error. Who ever saw you coming?)
Who would not be ornate and false? (Entering the monastery to look at the plaque. What is walking up and down during the twelve periods of the day? The venerable monk himself.)