詞曰：
心地頻頻掃，塵情細細除。莫教坑塹陷毘盧。本體常清淨，方可論元初。性燭須挑剔，曹溪任吸呼。勿令猿馬氣聲粗。晝夜綿綿息，方顯是功夫。這一首詞，牌名《南柯子》，單道著唐僧脫卻通天河寒冰之災，踏白黿負登彼岸。師徒四眾，順著大路，望西而進。正遇嚴冬之景，但見那林光漠漠煙中淡，山骨稜稜水外清。
词曰：
心地频频扫，尘情细细除。莫教坑堑陷毘卢。本体常清净，方可论元初。性烛须挑剔，曹溪任吸呼。勿令猿马气声粗。昼夜绵绵息，方显是功夫。这一首词，牌名《南柯子》，单道着唐僧脱却通天河寒冰之灾，踏白鼋负登彼岸。师徒四众，顺着大路，望西而进。正遇严冬之景，但见那林光漠漠烟中淡，山骨棱棱水外清。
A lyric says:
Sweep the ground of the heart again and again;clear worldly feelings away with care.Never let pits and trenches trap Vairocana.Only when the original substance stays forever purecan you speak of the primal beginning.Trim the candle of your nature;at Caoxi let breath flow in and out.Do not let the monkey and horse breathe loud and rough.Keep the breath unbroken, day and night:only then is your practice shown.This lyric, to the tune ‘Son of the Southern Bough’, tells how the Tang Monk escaped the frozen peril of Heaven-Reaching River and rode the white turtle to the farther bank.The master and his three disciples followed the main road west.It was the depth of winter: the woods lay dim and faint within the haze, and the sharp bones of the mountains stood clear beyond the water.
師徒們正當行處，忽然又遇一座大山，阻住去道。路窄崖高，石多嶺峻，人馬難進。三藏在馬上兜住韁繩，叫聲：「徒弟。」時有孫行者引豬八戒、沙僧近前侍立道：「師父，有何吩咐？」三藏道：「你看那前面山高，恐有虎狼作怪，妖獸傷人，今番是必仔細！」行者道：「師父放心莫慮。我等兄弟三人心和意合，歸正求真，使出蕩怪降妖之法，怕甚麼虎狼妖獸？」三藏聞言，只得放懷前進。到於谷口，促馬登崖，擡頭仔細觀看，好山：
嵯峨矗矗，巒削巍巍。嵯峨矗矗沖霄漢，巒削巍巍礙碧空。怪石亂堆如坐虎，蒼松斜掛似飛龍。嶺上鳥啼嬌韻美，崖前梅放異香濃。澗水潺湲流出冷，巔雲黯淡過來兇。又見那飄飄雪，凜凜風，咆哮餓虎吼山中。寒鴉揀樹無棲處，野鹿尋窩沒定蹤。可嘆行人難進步，皺眉愁臉把頭蒙。
师徒们正当行处，忽然又遇一座大山，阻住去道。路窄崖高，石多岭峻，人马难进。三藏在马上兜住缰绳，叫声：「徒弟。」时有孙行者引猪八戒、沙僧近前侍立道：「师父，有何吩咐？」三藏道：「你看那前面山高，恐有虎狼作怪，妖兽伤人，今番是必仔细！」行者道：「师父放心莫虑。我等兄弟三人心和意合，归正求真，使出荡怪降妖之法，怕甚么虎狼妖兽？」三藏闻言，只得放怀前进。到于谷口，促马登崖，抬头仔细观看，好山：
嵯峨矗矗，峦削巍巍。嵯峨矗矗冲霄汉，峦削巍巍碍碧空。怪石乱堆如坐虎，苍松斜挂似飞龙。岭上鸟啼娇韵美，崖前梅放异香浓。涧水潺湲流出冷，巅云黯淡过来凶。又见那飘飘雪，凛凛风，咆哮饿虎吼山中。寒鸦拣树无栖处，野鹿寻窝没定踪。可叹行人难进步，皱眉愁脸把头蒙。
As they went along, another great mountain suddenly barred their way. The path was narrow, the cliffs high, the rocks many and the ridges steep: neither men nor horse could advance easily. Sanzang drew rein and called, “Disciples!” Pilgrim Sun brought Zhu Bajie and Sha Monk forward, and they stood beside him. “What are Master’s commands?” Sanzang said, “Look how high that mountain is ahead. I fear there may be tigers and wolves making mischief, or demonic beasts to harm us. This time you must take care!” Pilgrim said, “Master, set your mind at rest. The three of us brothers are of one heart and purpose, turned to the right path and seeking the truth. With our arts for sweeping away monsters and subduing demons, why should we fear tigers, wolves or demonic beasts?” Hearing this, Sanzang could only put his worries aside and go on. At the mouth of the valley he urged his horse up the cliff path, raised his head and looked closely. What a mountain!
Jagged peaks tower;sheer ridges loom.Jagged peaks tower into the starry heavens;sheer ridges loom against the blue sky.Tumbled rocks lie like crouching tigers;old pines hang slantwise like flying dragons.On the ridge the birds sing sweet and lovely tunes;before the cliffs plum blossom gives a rich, rare scent.The brook runs murmuring out, icy cold;clouds cross the summit, dark and threatening.Then there is drifting snow, a biting wind, hungry tigers roaring through the mountain.Winter crows choose tree after tree but find no roost;wild deer search for shelter, leaving tracks that wander everywhere.Pity the travellers who can scarcely take a step,brows furrowed, faces troubled, heads wrapped against the cold.
師徒四眾冒雪沖寒，戰澌澌行過那巔峰峻嶺，遠望見山凹中有樓臺高聳，房舍清幽。唐僧馬上欣然道：「徒弟啊，這一日又飢又寒，幸得那山凹裡有樓臺房舍，斷乎是莊戶人家，菴觀寺院；且去化些齋飯，吃了再走。」行者聞言，急睜睛看，只見那壁廂兇雲隱隱，惡氣紛紛。回首對唐僧道：「師父，那廂不是好處。」三藏道：「見有樓臺亭宇，如何不是好處？」行者笑道：「師父啊，你那裡知道。西方路上多有妖怪邪魔，善能點化莊宅。不拘甚麼樓臺房舍，館閣亭宇，俱能指化了哄人。你知道『龍生九種」，內有一種名蜃。蜃氣放光，就如樓閣淺池。若遇大江昏迷，蜃現此勢。倘有鳥鵲飛騰，定來歇翅。那怕你上萬論千，盡被他一氣吞之。此意害人最重。那壁廂氣色兇惡，斷不可入。」
师徒四众冒雪冲寒，战澌澌行过那巅峰峻岭，远望见山凹中有楼台高耸，房舍清幽。唐僧马上欣然道：「徒弟啊，这一日又饥又寒，幸得那山凹里有楼台房舍，断乎是庄户人家，庵观寺院；且去化些斋饭，吃了再走。」行者闻言，急睁睛看，只见那壁厢凶云隐隐，恶气纷纷。回首对唐僧道：「师父，那厢不是好处。」三藏道：「见有楼台亭宇，如何不是好处？」行者笑道：「师父啊，你那里知道。西方路上多有妖怪邪魔，善能点化庄宅。不拘甚么楼台房舍，馆阁亭宇，俱能指化了哄人。你知道『龙生九种」，内有一种名蜃。蜃气放光，就如楼阁浅池。若遇大江昏迷，蜃现此势。倘有鸟鹊飞腾，定来歇翅。那怕你上万论千，尽被他一气吞之。此意害人最重。那壁厢气色凶恶，断不可入。」
The four braved the snow and cold, shivering as they crossed the high peaks and steep ridges. Far ahead in a hollow they saw tall towers and quiet houses. The Tang Monk called happily from his saddle, “Disciples, we have been hungry and cold all day. Luckily there are towers and houses in that hollow. They must be a farmstead, a hermitage, an abbey or a monastery. Let us beg some food there and eat before we go on.” Pilgrim opened his eyes wide to look. Over that place he saw ominous clouds lurking and evil vapours streaming. He turned to the Tang Monk. “Master, that is no good place.” Sanzang said, “There are towers and pavilions in plain sight. How can it be no good place?” Pilgrim laughed. “Master, what do you know of it? There are many demons and evil spirits on the western road who are skilled at conjuring up estates. Towers, houses, halls, galleries, pavilions — whatever they like, they can make it with a touch to fool people. You know the saying ‘The dragon has nine kinds of offspring’. One of them is called the shen. The shen sends out a shining breath that looks like towers and shallow pools. When a great river is shrouded in murk, the shen puts on this display. If birds or magpies fly by, they are sure to come and rest their wings. Whether they number a thousand or ten thousand, he swallows them all in a single breath. It is a most deadly trick for harming people. The vapours over that place look fierce and evil. We must not go in.”