Quotes by Hanshan

Hanshan

All the people in the Kuo-ch’ing monastery They say, “Han-shan is an idiot.” “Am I really an idiot:” I reflect. But my reflections fail to solve the question: for I myself do not know who the self is, And how can others know who I am?

Reflection

Self

Who I Am

As for me, I delight in the every day Way Among mist-wrapped vines and rocky caves Here in the wilderness I am completely free With my friends, the white clouds, idling forever There are roads, but they do not reach the world Since I am mindless, who can rouse my thoughts On a bed of stone I sit, alone in the night While a round moon climbs up Cold Mountain

Clouds

Moon

Night

Climb the steep Cold Mountain way Roads to Cold Mountain are many and never ending The valleys are long and deep, the peaks piled high The streams are wide, the grass is thick The moss is slippery though there is no rain The pines sigh though there is no wind Who can escape the snares of the world And come to sit with me among the white clouds?

Clouds

Rain

Wind

Cold Mountain cold Ice freezes rock Mountains are green Snow is white Sun shines bright Every thing melt Every thing warm Warms old man

Men

Rocks

Shine Bright

Cold Mountain is hidden in white clouds It’s peaceful to be cut off from the busy world I use dry grass for cushions in my mountain home My only light is the round moon My bed is the rock beside the green pool Tigers and deer are my companions I delight in this happy peaceful life Forever beyond the world of men

Cutting

Home

Men

Cold Mountain Son Forever not change I live alone Beyond life death

Forever

Mountain

Son

How wonderful is Cold Mountain Climbers are all afraid The moon shines on clear water twinkle twinkle Wind rustles the tall grass Plum trees flower in the snow Bare twisted trees have clouds for foliage A touch of rain brings it all alive Unless you see clearly do not approach

Flower

Moon

Rain

I brewed potions in a vain search for life everlasting, I read books, I sang songs of history, And today I’ve come home to Cold Mountain To pillow my head on the stream and wash my ears.

Book

Home

Song

I dreamed a place where I have come to dwell Cold Mountain says it all Monkeys scream, the valley fog is cold My door blends with the color of the peaks I gather leaves and thatch a hut among the pines Dig a pond and lead a trickle from the brook Long ago I left the world behind Eating ferns I pass the years in peace

Doors

Fog

Long Ago

I love the joy of mountains Wandering free with no concerns Every day I find food for this old body There’s leisure for thinking, nothing to do Often I carry an ancient book Sometimes I climb a rock pavilion To look down a thousand foot precipice Overhead are swirling clouds A cold moon chilly cold My body feels like a flying crane

Book

Moon

Thinking

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Autumn

Beautiful

Blow

Book

Bridges

Clever

Clouds

Cold

Cutting

Dark

Death

Doors

Dream

Eye

Flower

Fog

Forever

Hair

Heart

Home

House

Ice

Karma

Long Ago

Men

Mind

Moon

Morning

Mountain

Night

Pearls

People

Perfect

Quilts

Rain

Reading

Realization

Reflection

Regret

Rocks

Running

Self

Shine Bright

Simple

Son

Song

Summer

Thinking

Way

White

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Quotes by Hanshan

Hanshan

All the people in the Kuo-ch’ing monastery They say, “Han-shan is an idiot.” “Am I really an idiot:” I reflect. But my reflections fail to solve the question: for I myself do not know who the self is, And how can others know who I am?

Cold Mountain cold Ice freezes rock Mountains are green Snow is white Sun shines bright Every thing melt Every thing warm Warms old man

Cold Mountain Son Forever not change I live alone Beyond life death

How wonderful is Cold Mountain Climbers are all afraid The moon shines on clear water twinkle twinkle Wind rustles the tall grass Plum trees flower in the snow Bare twisted trees have clouds for foliage A touch of rain brings it all alive Unless you see clearly do not approach

I brewed potions in a vain search for life everlasting, I read books, I sang songs of history, And today I’ve come home to Cold Mountain To pillow my head on the stream and wash my ears.

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