鼎州禪師與沙彌在庭院裡經行，突然颳起一陣風，吹落下好多樹葉。禪師彎下腰，將樹葉一片片撿起來，放在口袋裡。一旁的沙彌就說：「禪師，不要撿了，反正明天一大早，我們會打掃的。」
鼎州禪師不以為然地說：「話不能這樣講，難道打掃就一定會乾淨嗎？我多撿一片，就會使地上多一分乾淨啊！」沙彌又說：「禪師，落葉那麼多，您前面撿，它後面又落下來，您怎麼撿得完呢？」
鼎州禪師邊撿邊回答：「落葉不光是在地面上，落葉也在我們心地上，我撿我心地上的落葉，終有撿完的時候。」沙彌聽後，終於懂得禪者的生活是什麼。

Chan Master Dingzhou and a novice monk were in the courtyard doing walking meditation when a sudden gust of wind showered them with falling leaves. The master bent down to pick them up, one by one, and put them in his pocket. The novice said, “Chan master, don’t pick up any more. We will sweep them up tomorrow morning.”
Master Dingzhou replied, “Don’t talk like that. Do you mean that a broom will make it cleaner? Each leaf I pick up cleans the ground a little.”
“Chan master, there are too many leaves. You can pick these up, but more will fall. There will be no end.”
Dingzhou persevered, saying, “These leaves are not only on the ground; they are also on the mind-ground. When I have gathered all the leaves from the ground of my mind, they will all be picked up.”
Hearing this, the young monk finally understood the life of the Chan practitioner.

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