萬松老人評唱天童覺和尚頌古從容庵錄 3.20

3.20

'A red-tailed fish, shaking its head and wagging its tail, (mouth greedy for the fragrant bait, body hangs in the net)
Completely without reliance, knows how to turn its body. (today dragged to the bottom of the net)
Though he had the art to cut off tongues, (you are just sweeping snow to look for pine nuts)
Tugging back the nostrils is wondrously divine. (I have already split the staff and obtained poria)
Outside the night-shining screen, the wind and moon are like broad daylight; (not borrowing the power of the three lights)
Before the withered-wood crag, flowers and plants are ever spring. (silently melting away the effort of a single color)
Tongueless person, tongueless person! (responding from within the nostrils)
Fully raising the direct order, the single phrase is intimate. (secretly pulling out the transverse bone)
Walking alone through the realm, distinct and clear, (the true light does not dazzle)
He lets all under heaven rejoice with great joy.' (turbulent on their own, what has it to do with me?)