續傳燈錄 10.14

10.14

江陵福昌信禪師。僧問。一花開五葉。如何是第一葉。師提起坐具。僧曰。雲生片片雨點霏霏。師曰。不痛不知傷。僧曰。這箇猶是風生雨意。如何是第一葉。師將坐具摵一摵。僧拍掌。師曰。一任𨁝跳。問如何是佛。師曰。東家兒郎西家織女。僧曰。學人不會。師曰。擲筆拋梭。上堂召大眾。眾舉頭。師曰。南山風色緊。便下座。

Chan Master Xin of Fuchang in Jiangling. A monk asked, 'A single flower blooms with five petals. What is the first petal?' The Master held up his sitting cloth. The monk said, 'Clouds arise piece by piece, raindrops drizzle down.' The Master said, 'Without pain, one does not know injury.' The monk said, 'This is still the wind bringing an intention of rain. What is the first petal?' The Master gave his sitting cloth a shake. The monk clapped his hands. The Master said, 'Flounce about as you like!' A monk asked, 'What is the Buddha?' The Master said, 'The lad of the eastern house, the weaving maid of the western house.' The monk said, 'I do not understand.' The Master said, 'Casting down the brush, tossing aside the shuttle.' Ascending the hall, he called to the great assembly. The assembly raised their heads. The Master said, 'On the Southern Mountain the wind is blowing fiercely.' He then stepped down from the seat.