廣弘明集 30.67

30.67

Spring mountains are the treasury of jade; / sandalwood groves are where fragrance perches. / Drawing fire, one returns to the burning hearth; / scooping water, it comes from pure dikes. / In Āmrapālī's grove there are no divergent tracks; / in Jetavana monastery they ascend together. / Shoulder to shoulder, unbound by past or present; / following in step, how could it be limited to Yan and Qi?