佛果圜悟禪師碧巖錄 3.28

3.28

Galloping to and fro in the realm of ancestral masters, a heavenly colt: (Appearing once in five hundred years. Among thousands and myriads, there is one or a half. A son inheriting his father's estate.)
Unfolding and rolling up in the teaching gate, taking different paths. (Already prior to words. That fellow attains freedom. Acknowledge his expert skill!)
Amid flash of lightning and spark of flint, dynamic shifts are preserved; (Coming right to your face! Turning left, turning right. Do you still see where Baizhang acts for others?)
One can laugh at a person coming to pluck the tiger's whiskers! (Well worth thirty blows of the staff. Beneath a heavy bounty, there is bound to be a brave man. He cannot avoid losing body and life. Let the ācārya off for one move.)