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title: "五燈會元 · 杭州徑山洪諲禪師"
description: "五燈會元由宋代高僧普濟編撰，成書於南宋淳祐年間，是中國禪宗重要典籍之一。該書彙編了禪宗五家七宗的傳法譜系與公案語錄，包括法眼、雲門、曹洞、臨濟、溈仰五宗祖師的機鋒對話與悟道因緣，系統整理了禪宗從初祖達摩至唐宋時期的發展脈絡。全書共二十卷，以燈燈相傳為喻，展現了禪宗心法傳承的歷史軌跡。作為研究唐宋禪宗思想的核心文獻，五燈會元不僅是佛教史學的重要資料，更是禪門修行者參究心性的權威指南，在中國佛教史上具有不可替代的地位。"
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### 杭州徑山洪諲禪師

> Hangzhou Jingshan Hongyin Chan Master

吳興人也。僧問。掩息如灰時如何。師曰。猶是時人功幹。曰。幹後如何。師曰。耕人田不種。曰。畢竟如何。師曰。禾熟不臨場。問。龍門不假風雷勢便透得者如何。師曰。猶是一品二品。曰。此既是階級。向上事如何。師曰。吾不知有汝龍門。問。如霜如雪時如何。師曰。猶是污染。曰。不污染時如何。師曰。不同色。許州全明上座先問石霜。一毫穿眾穴時如何。霜曰。直須萬年去。曰。萬年後如何。霜曰。登科任汝登科。󳫠萃任汝󳫠萃。後問師曰。一毫穿眾穴時如何。師曰。光靴任汝光靴。結果任汝結果。問。如何是長。師曰。千聖不能量。曰。如何是短。師曰。蟭螟眼裏著不滿。其僧不肯。便去舉似石霜。霜曰。祇為太近實頭。僧却問霜。如何是長。霜曰。不屈曲。曰。如何是短。霜曰。雙陸盤中不喝彩。佛日長老訪師。師問。伏承長老獨化一方。何以薦遊峰頂日。曰。朗月當空挂。冰霜不自寒。師曰。莫是長老家風也無。日曰。峭峙萬重關。於中含寶月。師曰。此猶是文言。作麼生是長老家風。日曰。今日賴遇佛日。却問隱密全真。時人知有道不得。太省無辜。時人知有道得。於此二途。猶是時人升降處。未審和尚親道自道如何道。師曰。我家道處無可道。日曰。如來路上無私曲。便請玄音和一場。師曰。任汝二輪更互照。碧潭雲外不相關。日曰。為報白頭無限客。此回年少莫歸鄉。師曰。老少同輪無向背。我家玄路勿參差。日曰。一言定天下。四句為誰宣。師曰。汝言有三四。我道其中一也無。師因有偈曰。東西不相顧。南北與誰留。汝言有三四。我道一也無。光化四年九月二十八日。白眾而化。

> He was from Wuxing. A monk asked, "What is it like when one's breath is stilled and one is like ashes?" The Master said, "That is still the doing of someone bound to time." The monk asked, "What about after the doing?" The Master said, "A farmer tills the field but does not plant." The monk asked, "What ultimately?" The Master said, "The grain ripens but is not brought to the threshing floor." Someone asked, "What about one who passes through the Dragon Gate without relying on the force of wind and thunder?" The Master said, "That is still first rank or second rank." The monk said, "Since this is still a matter of stages, what about what lies beyond?" The Master said, "I know nothing of your Dragon Gate." Someone asked, "What about when it is like frost, like snow?" The Master said, "That is still defilement." The monk asked, "What about when there is no defilement?" The Master said, "Not the same color." The Elder Quanming of Xuzhou first asked Shishuang, "What is it like when a single hair pierces through all the holes?" Shuang said, "You must go for ten thousand years." The monk asked, "What about after ten thousand years?" Shuang said, "Passing the exam is yours to pass; failing is yours to fail." Later he asked the Master, "What is it like when a single hair pierces through all the holes?" The Master said, "Shining your boots is yours to shine; bearing fruit is yours to bear." Someone asked, "What is long?" The Master said, "A thousand sages cannot measure it." The monk asked, "What is short?" The Master said, "It cannot fill the eye of a tiny gnat." The monk was not convinced and went off to report this to Shishuang. Shuang said, "It is simply because it is too close to the truth." The monk then asked Shuang, "What is long?" Shuang said, "It does not bend." The monk asked, "What is short?" Shuang said, "On the backgammon board, no one cheers." The Elder Fori came to visit the Master. The Master asked, "I understand you alone teach and transform your region. How do you recommend touring the summit of the peak?" Fori said, "The bright moon hangs in the empty sky; ice and frost do not feel cold themselves." The Master said, "Is that not also your family style?" Fori said, "Sheer cliffs stand through ten thousand gates; within them lies a jeweled moon." The Master said, "That is still words and phrases. What is your family style?" Fori said, "Today I am fortunate to meet Buddha-Sun." Then he asked, "Hidden and secret, complete and true—people know they have the Way but cannot speak it; too much is blameless. People know they have the Way and can speak it. In these two paths, people still rise and fall. I wonder, Master, when you speak of your own Way, how do you speak it?" The Master said, "Where I speak of the Way, there is nothing to speak of." Fori said, "On the Tathagata's road there is no crookedness. Please let a profound note harmonize a round." The Master said, "Let your two wheels shine on each other in turn; the jade pool beyond the clouds has no concern with it." Fori said, "I report to the boundless white-haired guests: this time, do not return home while young." The Master said, "Young and old share the same wheel with no front or back; my profound road has no deviations." Fori said, "One word settles the world; for whom are the four lines proclaimed?" The Master said, "You speak of three or four; I say not even one exists in it." On account of this, the Master had a verse: East and west do not look at each other; North and south—with whom do they remain? You speak of three or four; I say not even one exists. On the twenty-eighth day of the ninth month of the fourth year of Guanghua, he addressed the assembly and passed away.