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第十二回
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The Tang King, Sincere in Faith, Convenes the Grand Assembly · Guanyin, Manifesting Her Holy Form, Transforms the Golden Cicada

多寶臺讚
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多寶臺讚 The Bodhisattva at the Jeweled Platform

zhèzhízhìduōbǎotáibiānguǒránshìmíngzhìjīnchánzhīxiàngshīyuēzhèzhízhìduōbǎotáibiānguǒránshìmíngzhìjīnchánzhīxiàngshīyuē

wànxiàngchéngmíngjuédiǎnāidiǎnxuánzàngzuògāotáiwànxiàngchéngmíngjuédiǎnāidiǎnxuánzàngzuògāotái
chāoshēnghúnànzhōngdàotīnggāoliúshìshàngláichāoshēnghúnànzhōngdàotīnggāoliúshìshànglái
shīyìngxīnyuǎnchūshēngsuízàngménkāishīyìngxīnyuǎnchūshēngsuízàngménkāi
duìkànjiǎngchūliànglǎoyòurénrénfànghuáiduìkànjiǎngchūliànglǎoyòurénrénfàng怀huái

yòushīyuēyòushīyuē

yīnyóujièjiǎngtángzhōngféngjiànxiāngzhītóngyīnyóujièjiǎngtángzhōngféngjiànxiāngzhītóng
jìnshuōqiánqiānwànshìyòutánchénjiéduōgōngjìnshuōqiánqiānwànshìyòutánchénjiéduōgōng
yúnróngshūqúnyuèjiàowǎngzhāngluó滿mǎntàikōngyúnróngshūqúnyuèjiàowǎngzhāngluómǎntàikōng
jiǎndiǎnrénshēngguīshànniànfēnfēntiānluòhuāhóngjiǎndiǎnrénshēngguīshànniànfēnfēntiānluòhuāhóng

逐句解 Line by line

zhèzhízhìduōbǎotáibiānguǒránshìmíngzhìjīnchánzhīxiàngshīyuē zhèzhízhìduōbǎotáibiānguǒránshìmíngzhìjīnchánzhīxiàngshīyuē

This Bodhisattva came right up to the side of the Jeweled Platform, and there indeed was the aspect of the wise Golden Cicada. The poem says:

多寶臺 (the Jeweled Platform) is the raised seat of the presiding monk. in 金蟬之相 ('the aspect of the Golden Cicada') is xiàng ('appearance'); the disguised Guanyin sees through to Xuanzang's true nature.

wànxiàngchéngmíngjuédiǎnāidiǎnxuánzàngzuògāotái wànxiàngchéngmíngjuédiǎnāidiǎnxuánzàngzuògāotái

All phenomena clear and bright, without a mote of dust; at the great rite, Xuanzang sits upon the high platform.

chāoshēnghúnànzhōngdàotīnggāoliúshìshànglái chāoshēnghúnànzhōngdàotīnggāoliúshìshànglái

Orphaned souls seeking rebirth arrive unseen in the dark; lofty spirits come to hear the Law, up from the marketplace.

shīyìngxīnyuǎnchūshēngsuízàngménkāi shīyìngxīnyuǎnchūshēngsuízàngménkāi

Giving things as the occasion requires, the mind's road runs far; bringing forth life at will, the storehouse-gate stands open.

in 應機 ('to respond to the occasion') is yìng; in 藏門 ('the storehouse-gate') is zàng.

duìkànjiǎngchūliànglǎoyòurénrénfànghuái duìkànjiǎngchūliànglǎoyòurénrénfàng怀huái

Facing all, he expounds the measureless Law; old and young, every one, opens a joyful heart.

yòushīyuē yòushīyuē

And another poem says:

A second 詩曰 introduces a further quatrain, this one voiced from the Bodhisattva's own vantage.

yīnyóujièjiǎngtángzhōngféngjiànxiāngzhītóng yīnyóujièjiǎngtángzhōngféngjiànxiāngzhītóng

Roaming the dharma-realm, within the lecture-hall, she met one who knew her, no common fellow.

in 相知 ('one who knows [her]') is xiāng. The line refers to the Bodhisattva's recognition of Xuanzang, the Golden Cicada.

jìnshuōqiánqiānwànshìyòutánchénjiéduōgōng jìnshuōqiánqiānwànshìyòutánchénjiéduōgōng

Fully she told of a myriad present things, and spoke too of the merit of dusty kalpas.

in 盡說 ('fully told') is jìn; 塵劫 ('dusty kalpas') are the countless ages of past existence.

yúnróngshūqúnyuèjiàowǎngzhāngluó滿mǎntàikōng yúnróngshūqúnyuèjiàowǎngzhāngluómǎntàikōng

The dharma-cloud, trailing loose, unfurls over the ranged peaks; the teaching-net, spread wide, fills the vast void.

法雲 ('the dharma-cloud') and 教網 ('the teaching-net') are figures for the all-embracing reach of the Buddhist teaching.

jiǎndiǎnrénshēngguīshànniànfēnfēntiānluòhuāhóng jiǎndiǎnrénshēngguīshànniànfēnfēntiānluòhuāhóng

Reckoning up human life, it turns to thoughts of good; profuse, the heavens rain down red falling flowers.

The raining of flowers (天雨落花) is a traditional sign of heaven's approval of a holy exposition.


總評 Commentary

Two poems frame the moment before the confrontation. The first celebrates the assembly at its height — the dust-free clarity of the rite, the unseen arrival of the orphaned dead, the marketplace crowd drawn up to hear the Law, and heaven's flowers raining in approval. The second shifts to the Bodhisattva's own vantage: 'roaming the dharma-realm,' she 'met one who knew her,' the recognition between Guanyin and the Golden Cicada that underlies the whole encounter. Together the poems poise the scene between its outward splendor and its hidden significance — a magnificent rite that is nonetheless incomplete, and a disguised Bodhisattva who alone knows what it lacks.