示端倪禪人漁樵耕讀
一葉輕舟綠水飄，五湖煙景任逍遙，微微撒下縵天網，獲得鯨鱗謾轉梢。
鈯斧隨身入翠林，攀高重仞放歌聲，老樵蕩蕩樂吾樂，逢著知音賣與人。
Carrying an axe on a carefree stroll through the emerald woods,
Climbing the towering cliffs while singing for joy,
The old woodcutter finds his true delight in life alone,
And shares that treasure only with those who truly understand.
山間境界問何如，每把白雲片片鋤，放幾片兮留幾片，和煙收下大家過。
Amid mountain and stream, what is this realm like? Each cloud-slice, he hoes it in the field; Some he leaves, some he takes— Gathering them with mist, he carries them home for all to share.
一字不成二不是，終朝無處著眼覷，分明豁得當機現，信口拈來無不是。