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title: "天童山景德寺如淨禪師續語錄 · 天童山如淨禪師續語錄"
description: "天童山景德寺如淨禪師續語錄由宋代僧人義遠編纂，收錄了曹洞宗高僧天童如淨的語錄、詩偈及法嗣機緣。如淨禪師是南宋曹洞宗重要傳人，師承足庵智鑑，其思想強調默照禪法，主張身心脫落、只管打坐。該文獻成書於宋代禪宗鼎盛期，不僅記載了如淨的禪法精髓與教學實踐，更對日本道元禪師產生深遠影響，促進了曹洞宗東傳。此續錄作為研究宋代禪宗史與中日佛教交流的關鍵典籍，在佛教文獻中具有不可替代的權威地位。"
url: "https://rushiwowen.co/en/r/cmcznyzjo1vq7jj04t9kk5ytg"
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師初到明州。上堂示眾云。受與不受。空谷橫雲。寒溪濯月。住與無住。虛舟駕浪。夜宿蘆花。這裏還有出頭者麼。理理泯絕。事事和融。良久云高處高平。低處低平。目前異草。千種萬般。不可受他授記去卓拄杖一下下座。
蔣山夷和尚白槌云。法筵龍象眾。當觀第一義。又白槌云。諦觀法王法法王法。如是便人事已畢。
上堂云。靈靈而時時。昧不得月隨流水。歷歷而處處。混不得雨逐行雲。畢竟作麼生。聖人無己勿所不已。良久云周遍十方心。不在一切處。還會麼。南岳嶺頭雲片片。天台峯下雨漓漓。
> The master ascended the platform and said: "Bright and aware at every moment—it cannot be obscured, like the moon following the flowing stream. Clear and distinct in every place—it cannot be confused, like rain chasing the moving clouds. In the end, what is it? The sage has no self, yet nothing is left undone." After a long pause, he said: "Mind pervades all directions, yet abides nowhere. Do you understand? On Mount Heng, clouds drift in patches; At Tiantai Peak, rain falls in streams."
上堂云。山披錦雲而爛成春意。水含碧月而淡存秋容。恁麼也恁麼。說似曾不中。黃頭并碧眼。消息子難通。卓拄杖一下云西天用梵語。此土使唐言。
> The Master ascended the hall and said: The mountains are draped in brocade clouds, radiant with the spirit of spring. The waters hold the green moon, serene with the hue of autumn. So it is, just so. Yet to speak of it is never quite right. Yellow-headed and blue-eyed, the message is hard to convey. He struck the floor once with his staff and said: In the West, they use Sanskrit. In this land, we use the language of Tang.
上堂云。是不是是。江光鋪練。非不是非。花岳疊錦。畢竟合成什麼邊事。三界無法。何處求心便下座揖云嶮。
上堂云。我為法王。於法自在。霽寒破夜。霜月行空。安穩眾生。故現於世。露沾衣袖。秋苦吟心。畢竟如何。履踐去。良久云多歲定眼夢未醒。一朝風月作清明。又云放。
> The Master ascended the hall and said: I am the Dharma King, sovereign over all teachings. The cold clears, breaking the night; the frosty moon travels the sky. To bring peace to all beings, I appear in this world. Dew dampens the sleeves of my robe; autumn’s bitterness stirs the heart’s song. In the end, what is it? Walk the path and know. After a long pause, he said: For years the fixed eye dreams unawakened; in a single dawn, wind and moonlight reveal clarity. He added: Let go.
上堂云。世尊有密語。寒潭月夜圓。迦葉不覆藏。枯木雲籠秀。若人死中得活。活中得死。以知有箇是消息。展開兩手云花林馥郁芳春氣。一點靈光照世明。
> The World-Honored One has secret words: the moon is full in the cold pond on a night. Kāśyapa does not conceal them: clouds adorn the withered tree with beauty. If a person can find life in death, and death in life, then they will know there is a message here. He spreads both hands and says: The fragrant forest is rich with the breath of spring; a single point of spiritual light illuminates the world.
上堂云。真如實際一切了然。山雲冉冉而江水滔滔。跡包寒溪之流。聲送冷嶂之松。處處觀音入理之門。家家古佛堂前之心。若人欲知爭得知。還辨得麼。一喝云山河不隔越。處處是光明。且道。何處是光明。阿嚕嚕繼。是什麼章句。
> The master ascended the platform and said: The true suchness, the ultimate reality—all is perfectly clear. Mountain clouds drift gently, while river waters surge and flow. Traces embrace the stream of the cold brook; sounds carry the pines of the chilly peaks. Everywhere, Guanyin enters the gate of principle. In every household, the ancient Buddha's hall reveals the mind. If someone wishes to know, how can they truly know? Can you discern it? He gave a shout and said: Mountains and rivers do not stand apart; everywhere is radiant light. Now tell me, where exactly is this radiant light? Ah-lu-lu, ji—what kind of verse is this?
上堂云。太白峯高。影沈四海之波濤。堂前雲湧。勢吞九天之皓月。區分杖拂。而烹煉爐鎚。至這裏作家。衲子如何下嘴。良久云還會麼。放行也瓦礫生光。而煒煒煌煌。把住也真金失色。而暗暗默默。畢竟如何。若不得流水。還應過別山。
> The master ascended the hall and said: The summit of Mount Tai is high, its shadow sinks into the waves of the four seas. Before the hall, clouds surge, their force swallows the bright moon of the nine heavens. Distinguishing staff and whisk, tempering in the furnace and hammer— when it comes to this, how does a true practitioner take a bite? After a long pause, he said: Do you understand yet? When you let go, even tiles and pebbles shine, brilliant and radiant. When you hold on, even true gold loses its luster, dim and silent. In the end, what is it? If you don’t find the flowing stream, you should cross another mountain.
上堂云。月增寒影蘆花底。夜宿江邨漁父歌。可謂絕學無為閒。道人不知清夢老。來事得坐披衣瑩徹麼。也是知趣能有幾人。良久云。自此陽春應有脚。百花富貴草精神。
> The master ascended the hall and said: The moon deepens its chill shadow beneath the reeds; At night, I lodge by the river village, listening to the fisherman's song. This could be called the ultimate study of non-action, the idle wayfarer. Unaware that the clear dream grows old, Can one, sitting here, draped in robes, attain that luminous purity? Even so, how many truly understand the taste? After a long pause, he said: From now on, spring should have its own footsteps: A hundred flowers in their richness, the grass in its vibrant spirit.
上堂云。列坐昭鑒古今無間。竪起拂子云還見麼。德雲比丘從來不下山。善財童子於別峯相見。已是不下山。為什麼別山相見。良久云風隣寒水波。月浸雲中鏡。
> The master ascended the platform and said: "All of you seated here, your clear awareness illuminates past and present without interruption." He raised his whisk and said: "Do you see?" "Venerable Cloud of Virtue never left his mountain, yet the youth Sudhana met him on another peak. If he never left the mountain, why did they meet on a separate peak?" After a long pause, he said: "Wind brushes the cold water's surface; moon bathes in the cloud-mirrored sky."
上堂云。金牛弄得爛銀蹄。耕破劫空田地開。不帶泥痕今古路。牧童疎笛入雲來。一氣發生萬德作化。靈靈而運步。密密而轉身。德雲不下山。誰相見別山。經事長一智。善財隔關山。畢竟如何立命良久云。山虛風落石。樓靜月侵門。
> The master ascended the hall and said: The golden ox plows with hooves of gleaming silver, turning over the field of kalpas and emptiness, opening it wide. Leaving no trace of mud on the ancient and present paths, the cowherd’s distant flute rises into the clouds. A single breath gives rise to all virtues, transforming and acting. Luminous, it moves step by step; intimately, it turns the body. If Virtue Cloud does not descend the mountain, who will meet him? Another mountain— through experience, one grows in wisdom. Good Wealth is separated by passes and peaks. After all, how does one establish one’s life? After a long pause, he said: The mountain is empty, wind drops stones; the tower is still, moonlight enters the door.
上堂云。善行者不移雙足。善入者不動雙扉。清秋夜冷波心月。誰問安禪友亦稀。出入從來曾不覺。所以騰騰和尚了。元歌曰。今日任運騰騰。明日騰騰任運。畢竟古佛堂前。無可不可學人。須恁麼體取。
> The master ascended the hall and said: One who walks well does not shift both feet. One who enters well does not move the double doors. In the clear autumn night, cold, the moon at the heart of the waves— Who asks of quiet meditation? Even friends are few. Coming and going, from the beginning, one has never been aware. Thus, the monk Tengteng understood. Yuan Ge sang: Today, let it be—free and easy. Tomorrow, free and easy—let it be. After all, before the ancient Buddha hall, There is nothing to accept, nothing to reject. Students must grasp it in just this way.
上堂云。不勞澄九鼎流動。百花新木雞前樹。報月磨蘿鏡輪。還會麼掛拂子於禪床角而云。用何竪拂拈杖。自是國有賢臣。民悉安寧。滿堂雲眾。如何商量去現成公案。大難大難。
> The Master ascended the platform and said: Without the labor of purifying the nine cauldrons, the flow is clear. A hundred flowers blossom anew before the wooden rooster's tree. The moon is reported, the mirror wheel polished on the vine. Do you understand? He hung the whisk on the corner of the meditation seat and said: What need is there to raise the whisk or lift the staff? When the state has worthy ministers, the people are all at peace. All of you in the hall—how will you discuss this ready-made case? Very difficult, very difficult.
上堂云。青蘿倚喬松之勢。紅尾競禹門之浪。還有出頭人麼。舉拂子云寶劍振來試霜刃。何用埃塵惹匣中。一喝云超方者委。又云吾王庫裏無如是刀。良久云收。
> The master ascended the hall and said: "Green ivy clings to the tall pine's strength; the red-tailed carp vies with the waves at Yu Gate. Is there anyone who can rise above?" Raising the whisk, he said: "The precious sword, once drawn, tests its frosty edge—why let dust and grime gather in its sheath?" With a shout, he said: "Those who transcend boundaries understand." He then said: "In the treasury of our king, there is no such blade." After a long pause, he said: "Enough."
上堂云。念念勿生疑。碧波江上靜。觀世音淨聖。翠竹真如體。於苦惱死厄。曾錦紋添花。能為作依怙。山色春猶香。畢竟如何。世界無心塵不染。山河不盡意無巧。乃擲下拂子云且低聲。
> The Master ascended the platform and said: Thought after thought, let no doubt arise. On the emerald river, stillness reigns. Guanyin, pure and holy. The green bamboo—the true suchness body. Amidst suffering, death, and calamity, She once added blossoms to brocade. She can be our refuge and support. The mountain hues are fragrant still in spring. After all, how is it? The world without mind—dust does not stain. Mountains and rivers endless—intent holds no craft. Then, tossing down the whisk, he said: Now, lower your voice.
上堂云。一花開五家宗要。一葉綴九室訣機。朝朝暮暮只斯是。何用瓊林覓玉枝。畢竟如何良久云。虛谷傳聲妙應手。塵塵剎剎達磨宗。又云關。
> The master ascended the hall and said: From a single flower blooms the essential teaching of the Five Houses; On a single leaf rests the secret key of the Nine Rooms. Morning and evening, this alone is enough— Why search for jade branches in a forest of jade? After a long pause, he said: In the empty valley, a voice echoes—a wondrous response; In every speck of dust, in every world, the lineage of Bodhidharma is present. He then said: The gate.
上堂云。一機織作錦衣裳。是可太平君子床。只許寶山堆這裏。細把玉鍼貞上方。畢竟如何。良久云須知佛國三千界。只在吾皇一化中。
> The master ascended the platform and said: One loom weaves brocade robes, Fit for the bed of a peaceful noble. Only allow treasures to be piled here, And carefully hold the jade needle upright above. In the end, what is it? After a long pause, he said: Know that the Buddha’s three thousand realms Are all contained within our emperor’s single transformation.
上堂云。一片間田地荒草。曾不鋤誰把金鋤犁。方彰玉手段。無鼻之鍼穴細。無頭之線芒長。所以道。古鏡臺前荒草秀。未曾與人天相見。畢竟如何。將劫外之口。正辨那人之心。
> The Master ascended the platform and said: "A patch of idle land, overgrown with weeds, Has never been hoed. Who will take up the golden hoe? Only then will the jade-like skill be revealed. A needle without an eye, yet the hole is fine; A thread without a head, yet the tip is long. Thus it is said: Before the ancient mirror stand, wild grasses flourish; They have never met with humans or devas. After all, how should it be? Use the mouth beyond the kalpas, To rightly discern that person's mind."
上堂云。時節因緣佛性義。共移靈棹渡頭舟。玉麟帶月離雲漢。金鳳銜花下彩樓。若能如是通自己心。又合萬象體。所以洞山大師道。盡底來徹底恁麼見。畢竟如何。內既不可得。外又不思議。還會麼。掛拂子於禪床角云是什麼。
> The Master ascended the platform and said: The meaning of Buddha-nature lies in the right time and conditions. Together, we move the spirit boat to the ferry crossing. The jade unicorn, bathed in moonlight, departs from the starry river; The golden phoenix, carrying blossoms, descends from the painted tower. If you can understand your own mind in this way, You will also merge with the essence of all phenomena. Thus, Master Dongshan said: "Come to the very bottom, and see thoroughly like this." After all, what is it? Within, nothing can be grasped; Without, it is beyond thought. Do you understand? Hanging the whisk on the corner of the meditation seat, he said: What is this?
上堂云。靈鷲山頭無師句。少室峯下不傳妙。直下道得。堪報不報之恩。畢竟作麼生。高天日上煙猶冷。匝地月輝雨正晴。還會麼。良久云梅花依舊綻紅墀。
> The master ascended the platform and said: On Vulture Peak, there is no master’s phrase; At the foot of Shaoshi Peak, the wondrous is not transmitted. If you can speak directly from here, you can repay the kindness that cannot be repaid. But after all, how is it to be done? High in the sky, the sun rises, yet the mist remains cold; All over the earth, the moon shines, while the rain clears. Do you understand? After a long pause, he said: The plum blossoms still bloom red before the steps.
上堂云。帝力山岳重。君恩雨露深。丹霄步轉。清曉風逈。野菊銜金。山泉漱玉。正與麼時作麼生。是一念萬年。一氣契同。萬象生成。畢竟無位真人。在什麼處。舉拂子云夜深水冷魚不飡滿船虛載月明浮。
> The master ascended the platform and said: "The emperor's power is as weighty as the mountains; the sovereign's grace is as deep as rain and dew. The crimson sky shifts its steps; the clear dawn wind turns back. Wild chrysanthemums hold gold in their mouths; mountain springs rinse jade. Precisely at such a moment, what are you doing? It is one thought that spans ten thousand years; one breath that joins in harmony; all phenomena are born and formed. After all, where is the true person of no rank?" He raised his whisk and said: "Late at night the water is cold, and the fish do not feed; the boat is fully loaded, yet empty, as the bright moon floats upon it."
上堂云。倚天長劍。明珠在掌。太虛有月。老兔含霜。大海無風。華鯨吐浪。有時萬年。松下擊金鐘。有時三昧門下握玉印。畢竟作麼生。委悉去。良久云觀彼久遠猶如今日。
> The master ascended the platform and said: A long sword leans against the sky, a bright pearl rests in the palm. In the vast emptiness, the moon appears; the old rabbit holds frost in its mouth. The great sea is without wind, yet the splendid whale spits waves. At times, beneath a ten-thousand-year pine, I strike the golden bell. At times, before the gate of samadhi, I grasp the jade seal. After all, what is it? Try to understand this thoroughly. After a long pause, he said: Observe that which is ancient and distant—it is just like today.
上堂云。田地穩密言行玄妙。至這裏知。音路斷而無伴。獨行還發一步。作水牯牛。此眼可將來。若不將來。有什麼活處。諸人是活是死。言語道斷非去來今。拈拄杖云天台楖𣗖黑𥻘皴。
> The Master ascended the hall and said: The field is stable and secure, words and actions are profound and subtle. Arriving at this point, the path of knowing and hearing is severed, and there is no companion. Walking alone, yet take one more step—become a water buffalo. This eye can be brought forth. If it is not brought forth, what is there to live by? Are you all alive or dead? The path of speech is cut off—it is not past, not future, not present. He lifted his staff and said: The Tiantai staff is dark and rough.
上堂云。舉。仰山問溈山。如何是祖師西來意。山云。大好燈籠。仰云。莫便是也無。山云。適來道什麼。仰云。大好燈籠。山云。果然不會。師云。無明暗室勿人近。暮日江山相映紅。處處煙塵收不得。早來晚去失真風。諸人畢竟如何。委悉去。一喝云南山向海聳。北岳接雲高。參。
> The master ascended the hall and said, "I will cite a case. Yangshan asked Weishan, 'What is the meaning of the Patriarch's coming from the West?' Weishan said, 'A fine lantern.' Yangshan asked, 'Is that it?' Weishan said, 'What did you just say?' Yangshan replied, 'A fine lantern.' Weishan said, 'Indeed, you do not understand.'" The master said, "Do not approach the dark room of ignorance. The evening sun and the mountains reflect each other in crimson. The dust of delusion cannot be gathered anywhere. Coming early or leaving late, the true wind is lost. After all, how do you understand this? Do you grasp it thoroughly?" He gave a shout and said, "The southern mountain towers toward the sea; the northern peak touches the high clouds. Reflect on this."
上堂舉。僧問曹山。如何是布袋家風。山云。奇哉此老笑滿腮。僧云。有何忌諱。山云。朝入僧堂暮歸方丈。師云。雲形水意擁通身。德用不孤道正親。年少風流猶一段。花棚鋪錦蝶飛頻。且道。布袋即今在什麼處。曹山老子見之有分。山僧又如何。以手指面前云看看百草頭上閑。和尚為露柱燈籠。說法參。
> The master ascended the hall and cited an example. A monk asked Master Caoshan, "What is the style of the cloth sack?" Caoshan said, "How marvelous! This old man's face is full of smiles." The monk asked, "What is there to avoid or fear?" Caoshan said, "Entering the monks' hall in the morning, returning to the abbot's quarters in the evening." The master said, "The form of clouds, the essence of water, embracing the whole body. Virtue and function are not solitary, the Way is truly intimate. The youthful and charming still have a stage; flower trellises spread brocade, butterflies flutter frequently. Now tell me, where is the cloth sack right now? Old Master Caoshan saw it and had his share. And what about this mountain monk?" Pointing in front, he said Look! On the tip of every blade of grass, the leisurely monk becomes the pillar and lantern, expounding the Dharma. Investigate!
上堂舉。古德云。道也須臾不可離。可離非道莫尋思。師云。且道。如何是道心田法。地有靈苗。不動金鋤。耕步休何事長松脩竹下風師雨客逐春秋諸禪德畢竟如何。覓即知君不可見。且道。如何即是。舉拂子云即此用離此用乎。參。
> The Master ascended the hall and cited an ancient worthy's words: "The Way cannot be parted from for even a moment. If it could be parted from, it would not be the Way—do not seek it through thought." The Master then said: "Now tell me, what is the Way? The field of the mind holds a spiritual sprout. Without moving the golden hoe, cease tilling. Why then, beneath the tall pines and slender bamboos, do wind and rain, master and guest, chase after spring and autumn?" Addressing the assembly of Chan practitioners, he said: "Ultimately, how is it to be found? If you seek, you will know it cannot be seen. Now tell me, what is it, exactly?" He raised his whisk and said: "Is it this very function, or apart from this function? Investigate."
上堂舉。僧問曹山。如何是真實人體。山云。儞是虛頭人體。僧云。家業解什麼活計。山云。無是非交結之憶。僧禮拜。山云。若真實如是。今日也不妨。師云。淨妙妙時解活計。露堂堂處有家風。須知脫體卓然道。廓落圓通是箇宗。諸禪德心跡俱泯。體上無瘡。真實人體也。若不與麼只是虛頭漢參。
> The master ascended the hall and raised an example. A monk asked Caoshan, "What is the true human body?" Caoshan said, "You are a hollow human body." The monk asked, "What livelihood does the family business understand?" Caoshan replied, "There is no recollection of right and wrong entanglements." The monk bowed. Caoshan said, "If it is truly like this, today is not in vain." The master said, "Pure and wondrous, wondrously understanding livelihood; open and bright, bright in the family style. Know that the body stands alone, distinct and clear; vast and all-pervading, this is the essence." O virtuous meditators, when mind and traces both vanish, the body bears no scars—this is the true human body. If it is not like this, one is merely a hollow person practicing.
上堂舉。僧問曹山。如何是四稜蹈地處。山云。入摩訶三摩地異性湛然。僧云。還存分別智麼否。山云。是是。僧禮拜。山云。鳳穴雛皆好。龍門客又新。師云。如何是四稜蹈地。入三摩存分別智。若是有事而不通。知未知伊彼元氣。諸兄弟畢竟作麼生。照東方萬八千土。天上人間金色尊參。
> The master ascended the hall and raised a case: A monk asked Caoshan, "What is the place where the four corners tread the earth?" Caoshan said, "Enter the great samadhi, where differences are serene and clear." The monk asked, "Does discriminating wisdom still exist?" Caoshan replied, "Yes, yes." The monk bowed. Caoshan said, "The phoenix nest fledglings are all fine; the dragon gate guests are ever new." The master said: What is "the four corners tread the earth"? Enter samadhi, yet discriminating wisdom remains. If there is a matter but it is not understood, do you know or not know its original energy? Brothers, after all, how do you proceed? Illuminate the eastern lands of eighteen thousand worlds; in heaven and among humans, the golden-hued honored one is to be inquired of.
上堂舉。僧問曹山。如何是純無學處。山云。雲吐波中月。天橫雨外山。僧云。恁麼去時如何。山云。意氣天然別。神筆畫不成。僧禮拜。山云。他不受人禮道聻。師云。到純無學處。語路若何生。意氣天然別。神筆畫不成。諸人者且道。如何是純無學處。良久云槐夏日長麥秋風凉參。
> The master ascended the hall and raised a case: A monk asked Caoshan, "What is the realm of pure non-learning?" Caoshan said, "Clouds exhale the moon amid the waves; the sky stretches mountains beyond the rain." The monk asked, "What about when one goes there?" Caoshan said, "The spirit is naturally distinct—no divine brush can paint it." The monk bowed. Caoshan said, "He does not accept others' bows—what then?" The master said: Arriving at the realm of pure non-learning—how could words describe it? "The spirit is naturally distinct—no divine brush can paint it." All of you, tell me: What is the realm of pure non-learning? After a long pause, he said: The locust tree's summer days grow long; the wheat ripens in autumn's cool breeze.
上堂舉。曹山因慧霞參。問如何是佛袈裟。山云。汝披得始得。霞云。學人披得時如何。山云。非公境界。霞云。還和尚境界也無。山云。老僧又不得披得。霞云。與麼則無方便乎。山云。從無相田披得始得。霞云。從無相田披得時如何。山云。生下還有一句子。霞擬進語。山乃打。霞禮拜退山後。令侍者喚慧霞。霞乃來。山畫米字與之。霞受之捧云。大好大好。無相福田衣。山云。如是如是。師云。一粒曾生無相田。異苗繁茂試機先。莊嚴劫佛借他力。雙樹蔭涼本自然。諸大德是箇曹山。老子米袈裟後。曹山慧霞大師。已得披得。即今這裏誰為我得披。便舉拂子云這箇又佛袈裟。那箇是米袈裟。人人正命食。佛佛正傳授。衲僧披得底眾類活眼睛。畢竟非米袈裟乎參。
> The Master ascended the hall and cited the case: When Huixia visited Caoshan, he asked, "What is the Buddha's robe?" Caoshan said, "You must be able to wear it." Huixia said, "What about when a student can wear it?" Caoshan said, "That is not your realm." Huixia said, "Does the master have such a realm?" Caoshan said, "This old monk also cannot wear it." Huixia said, "Then is there no skillful means?" Caoshan said, "You must be able to wear it from the field of formlessness." Huixia said, "What about when one wears it from the field of formlessness?" Caoshan said, "After birth, there is still one more phrase." As Huixia prepared to speak further, Caoshan struck him. Huixia bowed and withdrew. Later, Caoshan had an attendant summon Huixia. When Huixia arrived, Caoshan drew the character for "rice" and gave it to him. Huixia received it, held it up, and said, "Excellent, excellent! The robe of the formless field of merit." Caoshan said, "Just so, just so." The Master said: "A single grain once grew in the field of formlessness; testing the potential of its diverse sprouts comes first. The Buddhas of the Glorious Eon borrowed its power; the shade of the twin trees is fundamentally natural. Great Virtuous Ones, this Caoshan—after the old man's rice robe, Master Huixia of Caoshan had already attained the ability to wear it. Now, here, who will wear it for me?" He then raised his whisk and said: "Is this the Buddha's robe, or is that the rice robe? Everyone eats the right livelihood; every Buddha transmits rightly. What the patch-robed monk wears—all beings' living eyes. After all, is it not the rice robe? Investigate!"
## 天童山如淨禪師續語錄終
> Continuation of Recorded Sayings of Chan Master Rujing of Tiantong Mountain