續傳燈錄 21.42

21.42

南嶽福嚴文演禪師。僧問。如何是佛。師當面一唾。乃曰。當面一唾切忌蹉過。幽谷猿啼喬林鵲噪。鬧市紜紜相頭買帽。白日同歸不知幾箇。又曰。日面佛月面佛。馬師一別經年。誰辨銅頭鐵額。百丈耳聾未為埋沒。臨濟喫棒莫言受屈。三聖瞎驢能始能卒。興化帳中拋撒將來。不是驪龍頷下之物。上根不動干戈。自然清風拂拂。中下恰恰用心。落在無生窠窟。又曰。野華飄盡古城根。漸漸蟬鳴湘水渡。霏霏梅雨灑高空。匝地薰風滿庭戶。三十三兮老古錐。象轉龍蟠曾顯露。才顯露成點污。謹白參玄人。光陰莫虛度。

Chan Master Wenyan of Fuyan on Mount Nanyue. A monk asked, 'What is the Buddha?'
The master spat right in his face. He then said: 'Spitting right in the face—be sure not to miss it! In the secluded valley monkeys howl; in the tall grove magpies chatter. In the clamour of the bustling market, they measure each other's heads to buy caps. Returning together in broad daylight, who knows how many there are?'
He also said: 'Sun-faced Buddha, Moon-faced Buddha. Since parting with Master Ma, years have gone by. Who can tell who has the bronze head and iron forehead? Baizhang's deafness was not being buried away; Linji's taking blows of the stick—do not say he suffered an injustice. Sansheng's blind donkey was capable from beginning to end; what was tossed out from inside Xinghua's curtain was not an object from beneath the black dragon's chin. Those of superior capacity do not stir weapons of war; naturally a pure breeze blows gently. Those of middling and lower capacity precisely apply their minds, falling into the lair of non-arising.'
He also said: 'Wild flowers have drifted away completely at the base of the ancient city wall; / Gradually cicadas chirp at the crossing of the Xiang River. / A misty plum-rain sprinkles the high sky; / Covering the earth, the fragrant breeze fills courtyards and doors. / Thirty-three, an old ancient awl; / An elephant turning, a dragon coiling, once revealed. / As soon as it is revealed, it becomes a defilement. / I respectfully tell those who investigate the mystery: / Do not let time slip idly by.'