--- title: "天界覺浪盛禪師全錄 · 復僧祥旦公書" description: "天界覺浪盛禪師全錄是明代高僧覺浪道盛的語錄文集由弟子大成大然等人編集整理後附杖門隨集覺浪道盛活躍於明末清初禪宗曹洞宗重要傳人其思想融合儒釋道三教全錄收錄其上堂法語書信偈頌等內容闡釋禪法心要與修行見地反映了明末禪林的思潮與實踐該文獻對研究明清佛教史禪宗思想流變及三教合一趨勢具有重要價值是了解當時禪宗風貌的關鍵典籍之一" url: "https://rushiwowen.co/en/r/cmgn0d59z1nnwl404e632wvwk" --- ### 復僧祥旦公書即馬嘉植 > Reply to Monk Xiang Dan Gongi.e., Ma Jiazhi 昔有覿面不相見，千里卻同風，如西河獅子慣咬殺人之慈明，以楊大年、李文和見道穩密，特意而晤，果一酬一唱，如撾毒鼓，至今聞其聲尚未有絕者。予前曾於鴛湖會靈巖、檗菴諸公，談及晚近法門，卒多點綴，即有機鋒可觀，了與生死性命無涉。辟如真道士畫符，略為塗抹，便能驅雷遣將；若假道士，雖極盡咒水燒黃，徒使野鬼見之撫笑，又討甚死急乎？彼時相推，已知公為血性丈夫，有著手心頭便判之風矣。去秋於汝航處讀菜根佳什，興味果爾蕭然，喜為之和，不意高明能不厭我葛藤，於別峰相見，且訂晤期，將見此宗猶有仙人無婦、玉女無夫之密也，又何幸如之！ > In the past, there were those who met face to face yet did not truly know each other, while others separated by a thousand miles shared the same wind. Consider the master Ciming, known as the Lion of the West River, who was skilled at biting and killing people—meaning he could cut through delusion with relentless clarity. He deliberately met with Yang Danian and Li Wenhe, both of whom had attained a steady and solid realization of the Way. Their exchange was like striking a poisonous drum—each word struck home, and the echo of that encounter has never ceased to resound. Previously, at the gathering by Yuanyang Lake, I spoke with Master Lingyan, Master Bo'an, and others about the state of Buddhism in recent times. Too much of it is mere decoration. Even when there are impressive displays of wit and sharp exchanges, they have nothing to do with the essential matters of birth and death, of life and the nature of mind. It is like the true Daoist priest who draws a talisman—with a few casual strokes, he can summon thunder and command spirits. But a fake priest, even if he exhausts himself with incantations and burning talismanic paper, only makes the wild ghosts laugh at him. What urgent matter can he possibly resolve? At that time, we already recognized you as a man of true substance, with the spirit to judge matters directly at the point of action. Last autumn, I read your writings on "Vegetable Roots" at Ruhang's place. The flavor was indeed free and unfettered, and I was delighted to compose a response to it. I did not expect that someone of your insight would not be annoyed by my rambling words, and would even meet with me on another peak, setting a time for our encounter. It seems that this tradition still holds the secret of "an immortal without a wife, a jade maiden without a husband"—a mystery beyond ordinary attachment. What fortune this is!