萬松老人評唱天童覺和尚頌古從容庵錄 1.90

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'A cloud rhinoceros enjoys the moon, radiant and containing brilliance; (Secretly communicating a single thread, the pattern is already manifest.) / A wooden horse wanders in spring, galloping unrestrained. (Passing through the thicket of a hundred flowers, not a single leaf clings to the body.) / Beneath the brows, a pair of cold green eyes; (Never following the ranks of snakes and mayflies.) / How does reading the scriptures reach penetrating the cowhide? (Gone beyond.) / The lucid mind transcends countless kalpas; (An arrow before the Sound of King.) / Heroic strength shatters the multi-layered siege. (Shooting through two barriers.) / The wondrously rounded pivot-hole turns the spiritual dynamic; (When was it ever moved?) / Cold Mountain forgets the road by which he came; (Not staying for an instant, just like a dead man.) / Taking Pickup along, hand in hand they return.' (One must be a man of that home village.)