[Pramāṇa](https://indike.org/pramana/) › [Indian literature](https://indike.org/pramana/in) › [Buddhist Literature](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha) › [Taishō Tripiṭaka (Chinese Buddhist canon)](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho) › [廣弘明集](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.2103) › 23.22 # 廣弘明集 23.22 廣弘明集 23.22 - **Language:** Classical Chinese ### [23.22](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.2103.23.22) 泗汴之清。呂梁之峻。惟是淑靈。育此明俊。如草之蘭。如石之瑾。匪曰薰彫。成此芳絢。爰初志學。服膺玄跡。經耳了心。披文調策。弱而登講。靡章不析。善以約言。弗尚辭㦎。有識欽承。厭是鉤賾。中年稽教。理洗未盡。用是遊方。求諸淵隱。雖遇殊聞。彌覺同近。塗窮無歸。迴轅改軫。芟夷名疏。闡揚事表。何壅不流。何晦不曉。若出朝離。其明昭照。四果十住。藉以汲矯。易之牛馬。莊之魚鳥。孰徵斯實。弗迷斯道。淹留茲悟。告予誨言。道誠在斯。群聽咸䊩。不獨抵峙。誚毀多聞。予謂無害。勸是宣傳。識協貞誠。見誨浮諠。默蔭去大。弭此騰口。增栖成英。敻逸篁藪。遁思泉源。無礙川阜。庶乘閑託。曰仁者壽。命也有懸。曾不永久蘭蓀速頹。氣傷于偶。嗚呼哀哉。爰念初離。三秋告暮。風肅流清。雲高林素。送別南浦。交手分路。茫茫去止。悽悽情顧孰在隱淪。各從㳂沂。惄是長乖。異成永互。嗚呼哀哉。遡來風之。絕響送行。雲之莫因。緬三冬其已謝。轉獻歲於此春。聽陽禽之悅豫。矚神氣之熅烟。念庠序於茲月。信習業之嘉辰。隱講堂之空覿。惻高座之虛聞。歎因事以矜理。悲緣情以懷人。嗚呼哀哉。天道茫昧信順可推。理不湮滅庶或同歸。申夭可略情念可追。短章無布聊以寫悲。嗚呼哀哉。 > The clarity of the Si and the Bian, > The height of Mount Lüliang— > Only this graceful spirit > Nurtured this brilliant talent. > Like the orchid among grasses, > Like the jade among stones, > It was not through polishing or carving > That this fragrant brilliance was accomplished. > From the beginning of his aspiration to learn, > He took to heart the mysterious traces. > Passing into his ears, understood in his mind; > Opening the texts, he arranged the bamboo slips. > Young, he ascended the lecture seat; > There was no passage he did not analyze. > Skillful in using concise words, > He did not value superfluous phrases. > Those with understanding respectfully received them, > Satisfied with his deep investigations. > In middle age he scrutinized the teachings, > Yet the principles were not fully refined. > For this reason he traveled the regions, > Seeking them in the profound and hidden. > Though encountering distinct doctrines, > He increasingly felt they converged near. > When the road ended with nowhere to turn, > He turned the shafts and redirected his carriage. > Cutting away nominal commentaries, > He illuminated what lies beyond matters. > What obstruction was not made to flow? > What obscurity was not made clear? > As if the morning sun emerged, > Its brightness brilliantly illuminated. > The four fruits and ten abodes, > Were elevated and corrected through this. > The ox and horse of the Yijing, > The fish and bird of Zhuangzi— > Who, scrutinizing these realities, > Would not be deluded regarding this Way? > Dwelling long in this enlightenment, > He gave me instructional words: > “The Way truly resides herein; > All listeners have turned away. > Do not stand in stubborn opposition, > And reprove those of wide learning.” > I considered this harmless, > And urged him to propagate it. > His understanding aligned with upright sincerity; > He saw and cautioned against frivolous clamour. > Silently resting in shade, he abandoned the great, > Stilling these clamorous mouths. > Ascending his perch, he achieved excellence, > Distantly escaping to bamboo thickets. > Reclusive thoughts by the spring's source, > Unimpeded by rivers and mounds. > Hoping to rely on leisure, > It is said that the benevolent enjoy longevity. > Yet life is subject to fate, > Never lasting forever. > The fragrant orchid swiftly withered, > Its spirit harmed in isolation. Alas, how grievous! > Recalling our first parting, > As the third month of autumn announced its close; > The wind was severe, the stream clear, > The clouds high, the forest bare. > Seeing you off at the southern shore, > Joining hands, we went our separate ways. > Vast and boundless, your departure and staying; > Sorrowful, our affectionate backward glances. > Who remains in retirement? > Each followed the current or went upstream. > Grieved by this lasting estrangement, > Parting became eternal separation. Alas, how grievous! > Facing the incoming wind, the echo ceases; > Seeing off departing clouds, there is no reliance. > Far off, the three winter months have passed; > The turning year is offered to this spring. > Listening to the joyful birds of the sun, > Gazing upon the misty warmth of the spiritual air; > Remembering the schools in this month, > Truly an auspicious time for practicing studies. > Saddened by the empty sight of the lecture hall, > Pained by the hollow sound at the high seat; > Sighing over how matters lead to pitying principles, > Grieving over how feelings turn to yearning for the man. Alas, how grievous! > The Way of Heaven is obscure and dim, > Yet truth and compliance can be inferred. > Principle does not perish; > May we perhaps return together. > Longevity and early death can be set aside; > Sentiments and yearnings can be pursued. > A short piece cannot fully express it, > I merely use it to write my grief. 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