When a monk came to say good bye to Chao-chou Tsung-shen (778-897), a brilliant Chinese Ch'an master.
-Where will you go?
The monk answered:
-Any place where I can learn Buddha dharma.
A GLASS OF WINE
When the Rhine wine was pouring from the bottle into the glass.
It was neither the same nor different. The first sip was swallowed and it hit The tongue-tip with the bitterness. The second one dipped the throat with a little sweet. And the third one reached the stomach with a little burn. Three of them were neither real nor unreal, Why did they make drinkers drunkards?
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