續傳燈錄 30.24

30.24

福州鼓山山堂僧洵禪師。本郡阮氏子。上堂。黃檗手中六十棒。不會佛法的的大意。印較些子。大愚肋下築三拳。便道黃檗佛法無多子。鈍置殺人。須知有一人大棒驀頭打他不回頭。老拳劈面槌他亦不顧。且道是誰。上堂朔風掃地卷黃葉。門外千峯凜寒色。夜半烏龜帶雪飛。石女溪邊皺兩眉。卓拄杖云。大家在這裏。且道天寒人寒。喝一喝云。歸堂去。

Chan Master Shantang Sengxun of Gushan in Fuzhou was a son of the Ruan family in that same prefecture. Ascending the hall, [he said], "The sixty blows in Huangbo's hand did not understand the essential meaning of the Buddha Dharma, yet they confirmed it slightly. Dayu jabbed three punches into his ribs, and he immediately said, 'Huangbo's Buddha Dharma does not amount to much'—what a let-down to people! You should know there is a person who, even when a great stick strikes him over the head, does not turn around, and when an old fist punches him in the face, does not pay it any mind. Tell me, who is this?" Ascending the hall, [he said], "The north wind sweeps the ground, whirling yellow leaves; / Outside the gate, a thousand peaks show their shivering, cold hue. / At midnight a tortoise flies bearing snow; / By the stream, the stone woman knits her two brows." Striking his staff, he said, "Everyone is right here. Tell me: is heaven cold, or is man cold?" Giving a shout, he said, "Return to the hall!"