佛果圜悟禪師碧巖錄 5.37

5.37

"The incoming question was like the wind; (An arrow not shot in vain; accidentally forming a pattern. Indisputably essential and subtle.)
Responding to the dynamic occasion, he lacked skillful means. (A fellow handling mud balls—what limit is there? A square peg in a round hole. Undeniably bumping into a master.)
Pitiable is the One-Eyed Dragon, (Possessing only a pair of eyes. He gets only a single peg.)
Who never revealed his fangs and claws. (He had no fangs and claws to reveal. What fangs and claws are there to speak of? Yet you cannot belittle him either.)
Once the fangs and claws unfold, (Do you see yet? Xuedou is somewhat better. If he had such moves, he would have kicked over the tea brazier.)
Clouds and thunder are born! (Everyone in the whole great earth takes a blow of the staff at once. Patch-robed monks of the realm have nowhere to set their bodies. A thunderclap in a dry sky!)
How many times has he weathered waves against the current?" (Seventy-two blows turn into a hundred and fifty.)