萬松老人評唱天童覺和尚頌古從容庵錄 5.44

5.44

A pure and immaculate household, completely severed from neighbors; (Cheeks seen from behind the head—do not associate with him.)
Swept clean throughout the years, it brooks no dust. (Even if there were a speck, there is no place to set it.)
Where the radiance turns, the remnant moon tilts down; (When bad fortune reaches the extreme, good fortune arises.)
When the hexagram lines divide, the yin month Jian-yin begins. (Yin is somber, yang expands.)
Newly fulfilled in mourning, (Tear stains have not yet ceased.)
He forthwith encounters spring; (Calling to one another to swing on the swing.)
Stumbling in drunkenness and wildly singing, he lets his cap fall where it may. (Familiarity ignores etiquette.)
With hair unloosed and strolling at ease, who can constrain him? (A thousand liberties, a hundredfold freedom.)
In the grand peace without business, a man crazy with wine! (This fellow in the seven villages is delighted.)