廣弘明集 30.91

30.91

Soaring loftily, it mounts the Great Clarity; / Illuminating the halls, it rivals the Eastern Capital. / Its long shadow falls across the double gate-towers; / Its high tiers rise above the ninefold city walls. / Layered brackets obstruct passing clouds; / Fluttering banners startle crossing birds. / Flying phoenixes seem to have just alighted; / Closed lotuses look as though newly born. / The layered rings face the full moon; / The chime of the bells imitates the call of the luan-bird. / Painted waters flow as gushing springs; / Depicted clouds show colors partly light. / In late dew, the basin still drips; / On morning gems, the brilliance shines ever brighter. / Though linked to the Bowang Garden, / It joins again the City of Silver Sand. / Heavenly incense descends upon the cassia hall; / Immortal Sanskrit chants blend with Yi-river reed-pipes. / We hope to hear the joy of the eight liberations, / And thereupon cast off passions for the six sense objects.