[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) › 27.13 # 廣弘明集 27.13 廣弘明集 27.13 - **Language:** Classical Chinese ### [27.13](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.2103.27.13) 十八日晚。於華林閤外省中。得弟九月一日書。甚慰懸想。秋節淒清比如常也。州事多少無足疲勞。濠梁之氣不異恒日。差盡怡悅時有樂事。遊士文賓比得談賞。終宴追隨何如近日。注漢功夫轉有次第。思見此書有甚飢惄。吾蒙受菩薩禁戒簉預大士。此十二日便於東城私懺。十七日旦早入寶雲。璧門照日銅龍吐霧。紅泉含影青蓮吐芳。法侶成群金山滿座。身心快樂得未曾有。昨旦平等寺法會。中後無礙受持。天儀臨席\[日\*(〦/(坐-土+十))\]容親證拜伏雖多疲勞頓遣。剃頂之時此心特至。心口自謀併欲剪落。無疑馬援遣蝨之談。不辭應氏赤壺之諷。僧璡典議不異昔日。竟日問璡殊均子路。探鉤取名名曰因理。皇情印可今便奉行。昨脯後方還所住。徐摛庾吾羗恒日夕。鏡遠在直。時來左右但不得倜儻殊異。盤桓之時稍習節文。欲避酒泉之職。尹王相去。既爾彌申欵對。臨汝侯比多屬疾。來宮小稀。其間信使差得不簡曄。兼詹事暕為洗馬時申話言數語。論辯向之。侯東撫復成離闊。衡山九嶷尋應引邁。臨岐有歎望水興嗟。但吾自至都已來。意志忽怳。雖開口而笑。不得真樂。不復飲酒垂二十旬。次公醒狂自成無理。知耆艾數信述吾經過。適憶途遵江夏路出西浮。日月易來已涉秋暮。而韋述有長沮之弊。必笑之災。術異葛仙形均荀序。第復資其糧餼。特為經營。轉禍為福事均北叟。分別已來每增慨憶。歎因月積想逐時旋。每有西卸事同撫䏶。相見之期未知何日。瞻言玉嶺靜對金關。懷勞之深未常弭歇。善自保惜。反此不多。綱疏。 > On the evening of the eighteenth, in the outer bureau of the Hualin Gate, I received my younger brother's letter of the first day of the ninth month; it greatly comforted my anxious longing. The autumn weather is chilly and pure, just as usual. The affairs of the province, whether many or few, are not enough to exhaust you; the atmosphere of Hao and Liang is no different from ordinary days. All is reasonably pleasant, with occasional joyful occasions. Gentlemen-errant and literary guests have recently been engaged in conversation and appreciation; how does attending and following one another to the end of banquets compare with these recent days? Your work on annotating the Han history is progressing in good order; my longing to see this book is worse than hunger and distress. Having been favoured with receiving the Bodhisattva precepts and being numbered among the Great Beings, on this twelfth day I made a private confession in the Eastern City. At dawn on the seventeenth, I entered Baoyun early. The jade gates shone in the sun, and the bronze dragons exhaled mist; the red spring held reflections, and the blue lotuses exhaled fragrance. Dharma companions formed crowds, and golden mountains filled the seats. Body and mind were joyful, having attained what was never before had. Yesterday morning there was a Dharma gathering at Pingdeng Temple; after midday, I held it without hindrance. The imperial countenance graced the seat, his venerable appearance personally bearing witness; though there were many bowings and prostrations, my fatigue was suddenly dismissed. When my crown was shaved, this mind was exceptionally earnest. My mind and mouth schemed of themselves, wishing to cut it all away. There was no doubting Ma Yuan's talk of dispatching lice, nor shrinking from Ying's satirical verse on the red jar. Sengjin presided over discussions no differently from the past; questioning Jin throughout the day was quite equal to \[Confucius questioning\] Zilu. Drawing lots to select a name, the name was called Yinli ('According with Principle'). The imperial sentiment granted approval, and it is now respectfully practiced. Yesterday after late afternoon, I returned to where I reside. Xu Chi, Yu Wu, and Qiang are constantly here day and night. Jingyuan is on duty and occasionally comes to my side, but does not act in an unconstrained or unusual manner; in times of leisure, he gradually practices rules and manners, wishing to avoid the post of Jiuquan. Since Yin and Wang have departed, our sincere talks have been all the more extended. The Marquis of Linru has recently been indisposed with illnesses, and his visits to the palace are rather rare. In between, messengers have kept us from being out of touch. Jian, concurrently Director of the Household, when serving as Groom, occasionally uttered a few words of conversation, engaging in debate. The Marquis going east to govern has once again brought about separation; Mount Heng and Mount Jiuyi will soon receive your passage. Standing at the fork in the road there are sighs, and gazing at the waters there are laments. Yet ever since I arrived at the capital, my mind and will have been dazed and bewildered; although I open my mouth and laugh, I do not attain true joy. I have not drunk wine for nearly twenty periods of ten days; Zigong's sober madness naturally has no reason. I know from several letters from the elders that they described my travels. I just recalled following the route through Jiangxia, setting out westward on the flow; the days and months easily come and go, and it is already late autumn. But Wei Shu has the distress of Changju and the disaster of being laughed at; his arts differ from Ge Xian, while his form equals Xun Xu. Brother, please provide him with provisions and food, and specifically manage things for him, turning misfortune into fortune like the old man of the northern border. Ever since we parted, my sorrowful memories have redoubled; sighs accumulate with the months, and thoughts whirl with the seasons. Whenever there is a westward wind, it is like stroking my thighs. The date of our meeting is not yet known. Looking toward the Jade Ridge, I quietly face the Golden Gate; the depth of my anxious yearning never ceases. Take good care of yourself. This reply is brief. Written by Gang. > — English (machine translation) (machine translation) - [Previous: 27.12](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.2103.27.12) - [Next: 27.14](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.2103.27.14) - [Up: 27](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.2103.27) ## Translations (1) - [English (machine translation)](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.2103~en-mt.27.13) — English, machine translation --- Source: [https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.2103.27.13](https://indike.org/pramana/in.bauddha.taisho.2103.27.13) · Pramāṇa