Another young monk said exasperatedly, “Don’t speak blindly if you do not know!”
The filming crew did not know why Zhang Ye despised this gatha so much. To them, the gatha was very well-written. There wasn’t a problem to it?
However, Zhang Ye said, “I have a story here. Listen to it first. In the past, there were two reverend monks in debate. The first monk said, ‘I have a mirror in my heart, that I polish everyday, so that it can be used as a reflection, so as to scrutinize myself.’ However, the second monk said, ‘I have no mirror in my heart, what is there to polish?'”
No mirror?
What is there to polish?
When everyone present heard this, they were stunned. Some seemed to be confused, but there were some who seemed to immediately understand a thing!
Then Zhang Ye said, “Today, I’ll give you another gatha.” Saying that, Zhang Ye looked towards each and everyone of those monks, “The body is a Bodhi tree? The mind is a mirror bright? Never stop dusting and wiping? Lest dust alight?” Zhang Ye’s eyes narrowed. He retorted every word of the abbot. Every word was a strike in the monks’ hearts. With every line, the expressions on the monks changed once!
“By origin, there is no Bodhi tree!”
“Nor is there a mirror bright!”
“Originally there is not a single thing!”
All the monks turned silent!
Zhang Ye smiled and asked the monks, “Where does dust alight?”