One day, when the brilliant Chinese Cha'n master Chao-chou was sweeping the court of the monastery, a man asked him:
-Ch'an monastery supposed to be clean and pure. Why is there dust to sweep?
SITTING ON GRASS
Sitting on grass With moonlight and breeze Sipping green tea With ease and relax.
Neither self nor no-self can reach this place. Neither fear nor worry can be in this place. Neither life nor death can be in this place. Neither verbal nor non-verbal can tell this place, 'cause nothing to tell.
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