The Mind‑Ape Is Defeated by Fire; The Mother of Wood Is Captured by a Demon

The Mind‑Ape Is Defeated by Fire The Mother of Wood Is Captured by a Demon Good and evil are quickly forgotten, Flowering and fading are of no concern. When perception is half‑revealed it may sink or swim; Follow fate and take your food and drink when they come. Divine peace is still and solitary; Stupidity is open to devilish attack. The Five Elements smash the woods of contemplation; When the wind blows it is bound to be cold. The story tells how the Great Sage Monkey took his leave of Friar Sand and led Pig with him as he sprang across the Withered Pine Creek and headed straight for the demon's crag. There was indeed a cave in it, and it was no ordinary sight. When returning along one's old route in mysterious silence, The call of the crane is heard in the wind and moonlight. White clouds bathe the river in brightness; The waters under the bridge make one think of immortals. Apes and birds cry out amid exotic plants; Creepers cover the steps; magic mushrooms flourish. Dark green floats among crags as mists disperse; Turquoise touches the pines when a phoenix......