佛果圜悟禪師碧巖錄 2.23

2.23

"An upside-down utterance" (He cannot let go. Smashed to pieces. South of Mount Meru. It rolls up all five thousand and forty-eight [scrolls].)—
Dividing a joint (On your side, on my side. Half south of the river, half north of the river. Walking hand in hand together.),
Together in death, together in life, deciding it for you (Washing a clod of earth in the mud. What reason is there for this? I cannot let you go.).
Among the eighty-four thousand, none have phoenix feathers (Their plumage is similar. It excessively diminishes people's awe-inspiring prestige. Lacquer buckets like hemp and millet.);
Thirty-three persons enter the tiger's den (Only I can know. A single general is hard to find. A pack of wild fox spirits.).
Different! Different! (What is different about it? Don't show off so much. Let him leap about as he pleases.)—
Turmoil and hurry, the moon in the water (Broad daylight under the blue sky. Confusing the head and recognizing the shadow. What are you rushing for?).