佛果圜悟禪師碧巖錄 4.24

4.24

A thousand peaks twist and turn, their color like indigo; (Do you still see Mañjuśrī?) / Who says Mañjuśrī is talking with him face to face? (Even if it were Samantabhadra, I would not look. Missed it!) / Ridiculous, how many are in the assembly at Qingliang? (Tell me, what is he laughing at? Already before the words.) / The front three-three and the back three-three. (Try to discern it beneath your feet. There are thorns in the soft mud. The bowl hits the ground, and the saucer breaks into seven pieces.)