我蹒跚着整理好衣衫， 
                         带着满腔的庄严， 
                         是为悟禅而来， 
                         也是为飘然远去；
 
                         在炊烟散尽的僧园席地而坐， 
                         三四月间红桃与白鹭往来追逐， 
                         麻衣知客苍老而神秘， 
                         古刹流水过去， 
                         问佛法可曾如心？ 
                         此时尽去长物， 
                         在寒山寺可裂金石的钟声里， 
                         我的心柔软如水草斑斓；
 
                         既有满身情性如何普渡， 
                         如无相忘何来尘世三千， 
                         原借青鸟白莲之下， 
                         为谁归去 不如归去