情慾原因總一般，有情有慾自如然。沙門修煉紛紛士，斷慾忘情即是禪。
須著意，要心堅，一塵不染月當天。
行功進步休教錯，行滿功完大覺仙。
情欲原因总一般，有情有欲自如然。沙门修炼纷纷士，断欲忘情即是禅。
须着意，要心坚，一尘不染月当天。
行功进步休教错，行满功完大觉仙。
Feeling and desire spring from a single source;where feeling and desire dwell, they come of themselves.Monks and seekers of cultivation throng the world;cutting off desire, forgetting feeling—this is Chan.
Give it your care, keep your heart firm: not a speck of dust, the moon in the sky.
Let no wrong step mar your advancing practice;with deeds fulfilled and work complete, an immortal of great awakening.
話表三藏師徒們打開慾網，跳出情牢，放馬西行。走不多時，又是夏盡秋初，新涼透體。但見那：
急雨收殘暑，梧桐一葉驚。螢飛莎徑晚，蛩語月華明。黃葵開映露，紅蓼遍沙汀。蒲柳先零落，寒蟬應律鳴。
话表三藏师徒们打开欲网，跳出情牢，放马西行。走不多时，又是夏尽秋初，新凉透体。但见那：
急雨收残暑，梧桐一叶惊。萤飞莎径晚，蛩语月华明。黄葵开映露，红蓼遍沙汀。蒲柳先零落，寒蝉应律鸣。
Now, Sanzang and his disciples had torn open the net of desire and leapt out of the prison of feeling. They gave the horse its head and journeyed west. Before they had travelled long, summer was ending and autumn beginning, and a fresh coolness reached through their bodies. This is what they saw:
A sudden rain sweeps off the lingering heat;one falling wutong leaf gives warning.Fireflies flit on the sedge-lined path at dusk;crickets sing in the bright moonlight.Yellow mallows bloom against the dew;red smartweed covers sandy islets.Willows shed their leaves before the rest;autumn cicadas call in season.
三藏正然行處，忽見一座高山，峰插碧空，真個是摩星礙日。長老心中害怕，叫悟空道：「你看前面這山十分高聳，但不知有路通行否？」行者笑道：「師父說那裡話，自古道：『山高自有客行路，水深自有渡船人。』豈無通達之理？可放心前去。」長老聞言，喜笑花生，揚鞭策馬而進，徑上高岩。
三藏正然行处，忽见一座高山，峰插碧空，真个是摩星碍日。长老心中害怕，叫悟空道：「你看前面这山十分高耸，但不知有路通行否？」行者笑道：「师父说那里话，自古道：『山高自有客行路，水深自有渡船人。』岂无通达之理？可放心前去。」长老闻言，喜笑花生，扬鞭策马而进，径上高岩。
As Sanzang rode on, he suddenly saw a high mountain whose peaks pierced the blue sky, brushing the stars and blocking the sun. Fear rose in the elder’s heart. He called to Wukong, “Look how high that mountain ahead of us stands. I wonder whether there’s a road through it?” Pilgrim laughed. “What are you saying, Master? As the old saying goes, ‘However high the mountain, there’s a path for travellers; however deep the water, there’s a boatman to ferry them.’ How could there be no way through? Go on with an easy mind.” At these words the elder’s face blossomed with a smile. He raised his whip, urged on the horse and headed straight up the lofty rocks.