[Pramāṇa](https://indike.org/pramana/) › [Indian literature](https://indike.org/pramana/in) › [Buddhist Literature](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha) › [Taishō Tripiṭaka (Chinese Buddhist canon)](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho) › [萬松老人評唱天童覺和尚頌古從容庵錄](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.2004) › 4.37 # 萬松老人評唱天童覺和尚頌古從容庵錄 4.37 萬松老人評唱天童覺和尚頌古從容庵錄 4.37 - **Language:** Classical Chinese ### [4.37](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.2004.4.37) 筠州洞山第三世。師虔禪師。初從夾山來參悟本。本問。近離何處。林云。武陵。本曰。武陵法道何似此間。林云。胡地冬抽笋。本曰。別甑炊香飯。供養於此人。師乃出去。本曰。此子向後走殺天下人去在。林在洞山栽松。有劉翁者。從師求頌。師示之曰。尖尖三尺餘。欝欝覆荒草。不知何代人。得見此老松。翁呈悟本。本曰。賀翁之喜。此人第三世洞山也。林辭悟本。之山南府青銼山。住庵經十載。忽憶悟本遺言。乃曰。當利群蒙。豈拘於小節哉。遂至隨州。緣會眾請。住土門小青林蘭若。故號青林。甞曰。汝等諸人。直須離心意識參。出凡聖路學。方可保任。若不如是。非吾子息。僧問。學人徑往時如何。這僧大悲閣下要去中都。更誇知處直捷要路。殊不知。直下便是早太迂迴也。林以死蛇當大路拒之。這僧不顧危亡道。當頭者如何。已著毒了也。有底道。何不棒喝行令。林又何曾放過。道。喪子命根。這僧稍覺痛痒。待覓出身之路道。不當頭者如何。林云。亦無迴避處。只這青林也免不得。這僧筋舒力盡道。正恁麼時。左右無可奈何。如何即是。林曰。却失也。活人手段。於斯乃見能遣能呼。有擒有縱分。付爾身上取摘不下。與爾拈却便有下落。僧云。未審向甚麼處去也。林云。草深無覓處。不道無。只是不可見。這僧也怪。道和尚也隄防始得。青林將一條死蛇。招撥這僧。末後却著腰纏脚。遂拊掌一下云。一等是箇毒氣。萬松道。熏天炙地。無盡燈云。青林樞機急峻。非獨一時之光。亦曠世為標式耳。萬松道。惱亂春風卒未休。更看。天童吹花擺柳。頌云。 > Chan Master Shiqian was the third generation of Dongshan in Junzhou. At first, he came from Jiashan to call upon Wuben. Wuben asked: 'Where have you recently left?' Lin said: 'Wuling.' Wuben said: 'How is the Dharma Way in Wuling compared to here?' Lin said: 'In barbarian lands, bamboo shoots sprout in winter.' Wuben said: 'Cook fragrant rice in a separate cauldron to make offerings to this man.' The Master then went out. Wuben said: 'In the future, this fellow will run the people of the world to death.' When Lin was planting pines at Dongshan, there was an Old Man Liu who requested a verse from the Master. The Master showed him: 'Pointed, more than three feet tall, / Verdantly blanketing the desolate grass. / I wonder in what generation people / Will see this old pine tree.' The old man presented it to Wuben. Wuben said: 'I congratulate you on your joy; this man is the third generation of Dongshan.' Lin took leave of Wuben and went to Mount Qingcuo in Shannan Prefecture, dwelling in a hermitage for ten years. Suddenly recalling Wuben's parting words, he said: 'I ought to benefit the multitudes; how could I be bound by minor constraints?' He then went to Suizhou, where circumstances coalesced and the assembly invited him to reside at the Little Qinglin Hermitage at Tumen; hence he was called Qinglin. He once said: 'You people must directly investigate apart from mind, intellect, and consciousness, and study outside the paths of ordinary beings and sages; only then can you maintain it. If not like this, you are not my offspring.' A monk asked: 'What is it like when a student goes straight forward?' This monk wanted to go to the Central Capital from under the Great Compassion Pavilion, and even boasted of knowing the direct and shortcut road. Little did he know that directly beneath his feet he was already far too circuitous. Lin rebuffed him with 'a dead snake blocks the main road.' This monk, heedless of peril and death, said: 'What happens when one confronts it head-on?' He had already caught the poison. There are those who say: 'Why didn't he apply the staff and shout to carry out the mandate?' When did Lin ever let him off? He said: 'You lose your life-root.' This monk felt a slight itch of pain and, trying to find a way out, said: 'What about when one does not confront it head-on?' Lin said: 'There is also nowhere to avoid it.' Even Qinglin could not avoid it. This monk, with sinews exhausted and strength spent, said: 'Right at such a time, when there is nothing to be done left or right, what is correct?' Lin said: 'It has been lost!' The methods of bringing people to life are seen here: able to dismiss and summon, possessing capture and release. Handed over to your body, it cannot be plucked off; taken away from you, it has a whereabouts. The monk said: 'I do not know where it has gone.' Lin said: 'The grass is deep; there is nowhere to look for it.' He did not say it does not exist, only that it cannot be seen. This monk was also strange, saying: 'The Venerable must also take precautions!' Qinglin took a dead snake to stir up this monk, but in the end it coiled around his waist and legs. He then clapped his hands once and said: 'Equally, it is a single poisonous vapor.' Wansong says: Smoking the heavens and scorching the earth! The Lamp of the Endless says: 'Qinglin's dynamic workings were sharp and steep; not only a brilliance of his own time, but a model for vast ages.' Wansong says: Distrubing the spring breeze, it has never ceased. Look further as Tiantong blows the flowers and sways the willows. 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