鴨的喜劇 A Comedy of Ducks

便Not long after the blind Russian poet Mr. Eroshenko brought his six-stringed guitar to Beijing, he complained to me, saying:

俄国的盲诗人爱罗先珂君带了他那六弦琴到北京之后不久,便向我诉苦说:

!」"Lonely, so lonely, lonely as if upon a desert!"

This must have been true, yet I myself had never felt it so;,「」,having lived there so long, "entering a room of iris and orchid, one ceases after a time to notice its fragrance," I only thought it was quite noisy.Yet what I call noise is perhaps what he called loneliness.

这应该是真实的,但在我却未曾感得;我住得久了,「入芝兰之室,久而不闻其香」,只以为很是嚷嚷罢了。然而我之所谓嚷嚷,或者也就是他之所谓寂寞罢。

彿I, for my part, feel as though Beijing has no spring and no autumn.Old residents of Beijing say that the earth's climate has shifted northward, and that in earlier times it was not so mild here.But I have always thought there is simply no spring and no autumn;the end of winter joins directly onto the start of summer, and no sooner has summer departed than winter begins again.

我可是觉得在北京彷佛没有春和秋。老于北京的人说,地气北转了,这里在先是没有这么和暖。只是我总以为没有春和秋;冬末和夏初衔接起来,夏才去,冬又开始了。

One day, at just such a time between the end of winter and the beginning of summer, and at night besides, I chanced to have some leisure, and went to call on Mr. Eroshenko.He had all along been lodging at Mr. Zhongmi's house;at that hour the household had all gone to bed, and all under heaven was very quiet.He sat alone leaning on his own couch, his high brows faintly knitted amid his long golden hair, thinking of Burma, the land of his former travels, and of Burmese summer nights.

一日就是这冬末夏初的时候,而且是夜间,我偶而得了闲暇,去访问爱罗先珂君。他一向寓在仲密君的家里;这时一家的人都睡了觉了,天下很安静。他独自靠在自己的卧榻上,很高的眉棱在金黄色的长发之间微蹙了,是在想他旧游之地的缅甸,缅甸的夏夜。

,」,「"On a night like this," he said, "in Burma the whole earth is full of music.In the rooms, in the grass, in the trees, insects chirp and cry, all manner of sounds joining into an ensemble, most wondrous.:'!'……」Amid them, again and again, comes the hiss of a snake: 'sss-sss!' yet it too harmonizes with the insects' voices..." He fell into thought, as though trying to recall the scene of that time.

「这样的夜间,」他说,「在缅甸是遍地是音乐。房里,草间,树上,都有昆虫吟叫,各种声音,成为合奏,很神奇。其间时时夹著蛇鸣:'嘶嘶!'可是也与虫声相和协……」他沉思了,似乎想要追想起那时的情景来。

I could not bring myself to speak.使Such marvelous music I had certainly never heard in Beijing, so however patriotic I might be, I could find no defense, for although his eyes could see nothing, his ears were not deaf.

我开不得口。这样奇妙的音乐,我在北京确乎未曾听到过,所以即使如何爱国,也辩护不得,因为他虽然目无所见,耳朵是没有聋的。

……」"But in Beijing there is not even the croaking of frogs..." he sighed again.

「北京却连蛙鸣也没有……」他又叹息说。

!」使,「便。」"There are frogs croaking!" This sigh of his, though, roused my courage, and so I protested, "Come summer, after a heavy rain, you'll hear plenty of toads croaking — they're all down in the ditches, because Beijing has ditches everywhere."

「蛙鸣是有的!」这叹息,却使我勇猛起来了,于是抗议说,「到夏天,大雨之后,你便能听到许多虾蟆叫,那是都在沟里面的,因为北京到处都有沟。」

……」"Oh..."

A few days later, my words were in fact confirmed, for Mr. Eroshenko had already bought a dozen or so tadpoles.便Having bought them, he put them straight into the small pond in the middle of the courtyard outside his window.That pond was three feet long and two feet wide, dug by Zhongmi as a lotus pond for growing lotus flowers.Although this lotus pond had never in fact produced so much as half a lotus blossom, it turned out to be a perfectly suitable place for raising toads.

过了几天,我的话居然证实了,因为爱罗先珂君已经买到了十几个蝌蚪子。他买来便放在他窗外的院子中央的小池里。那池的长有三尺,宽有二尺,是仲密所掘,以种荷花的荷池。从这荷池里,虽然从来没有见过养出半朵荷花来,然而养虾蟆却实在是一个极合式的处所。

The tadpoles swam about in the water in great swarms;and Mr. Eroshenko too would often stroll over to visit them.,「。」便,「!」Sometimes the children would tell him, "Mr. Eroshenko, they've grown legs." and he would smile with delight and say, "Oh!"

蝌蚪成群结队的在水里面游泳;爱罗先珂君也常常踱来访他们。有时候,孩子告诉他说,「爱罗先珂先生,他们生了脚了。」他便高兴的微笑道,「哦!」

Yet raising this pond of musicians was but one of Mr. Eroshenko's undertakings.He had always advocated self-sufficiency through one's own labor, often saying that women could raise livestock while men ought to till the fields.便So whenever he met a close friend, he would urge that friend to grow cabbages right there in the courtyard;and he also repeatedly urged Mrs. Zhongmi to keep bees, keep chickens, keep pigs, keep cattle, keep camels.滿Later on, the Zhongmi household did indeed come to have a great many chicks, running all over the courtyard and pecking clean the tender leaves of the creeping fig, and this was perhaps the result of that urging.

然而养成池沼的音乐家却只是爱罗先珂君的一件事。他是向来主张自食其力的,常说女人可以畜牧,男人就应该种田。所以遇到很熟的友人,他便要劝诱他就在院子里种白菜;也屡次对仲密夫人劝告,劝伊养蜂,养鸡,养猪,养牛,养骆驼。后来仲密家果然有了许多小鸡,满院飞跑,啄完了铺地锦的嫩叶,大约也许就是这劝告的结果了。

便From then on the country folk who sold chicks also came by often, and each time they came a few more were bought, for chicks easily fall ill with indigestion or heat rash, and rarely live long;and one of them even became the protagonist of the one and only story Mr. Eroshenko wrote in Beijing, "The Tragedy of the Chick."One morning, that country fellow unexpectedly brought along some ducklings too, peeping away;but Mrs. Zhongmi said they didn't want any.便Mr. Eroshenko also ran out, and they put one into his two hands, and the duckling peeped away there in his hands.He thought this was very lovable too, and so could not help but buy them, in the end buying four in all, at eighty cash apiece.

从此卖小鸡的乡下人也时常来,来一回便买几只,因为小鸡是容易积食,发痧,很难得长寿的;而且有一匹还成了爱罗先珂君在北京所作唯一的小说《小鸡的悲剧》里的主人公。有一天的上午,那乡下人竟意外的带了小鸭来了,咻咻的叫著;但是仲密夫人说不要。爱罗先珂君也跑出来,他们就放一个在他两手里,而小鸭便在他两手里咻咻的叫。他以为这也很可爱,于是又不能不买了,一共买了四个,每个八十文。

便The ducklings truly were lovable, their down a pale pine-blossom yellow all over; set down on the ground, they toddled along unsteadily, calling to one another, always keeping together.Everyone agreed it was good, and said tomorrow they would go buy loach to feed them.,「。」Mr. Eroshenko said, "This money I can provide too."

小鸭也诚然是可爱,遍身松花黄,放在地上,便蹒跚的走,互相招呼,总是在一处。大家都说好,明天去买泥鳅来喂他们罢。爱罗先珂君说,「这钱也可以归我出的。」

He then went off to teach his classes;and everyone else scattered as well.西Before long, when Mrs. Zhongmi brought cold rice to feed them, from a distance she could already hear the sound of splashing water; running over to look, it turned out all four ducklings were bathing in the lotus pond, and were even turning somersaults and eating things.By the time they were shooed up onto the bank, the whole pond was muddy water; only after quite a while did it clear, and then one saw only a few slender lotus roots showing through the mud;and never again could a single tadpole that had already grown legs be found.

他于是教书去了;大家也走散。不一会,仲密夫人拿冷饭来喂他们时,在远处已听得泼水的声音,跑到一看,原来那四个小鸭都在荷池里洗澡了,而且还翻觔斗,吃东西呢。等到拦他们上了岸,全池已经是浑水,过了半天,澄清了,只见泥里露出几条细藕来;而且再也寻不出一个已经生了脚的蝌蚪了。

。」便"Elohsienko, they're gone, the toads' children." Toward evening, as soon as the children saw him come home, the youngest one hurried to say.

「伊和希珂先,没有了,虾蟆的儿子。」傍晚时候,孩子们一见他回来,最小的一个便赶紧说。

?」"Hm, the toads?"

「唔,虾蟆?」

Mrs. Zhongmi too came out, and reported the whole story of how the ducklings had eaten up all the tadpoles.

仲密夫人也出来了,报告了小鸭吃完蝌蚪的故事。

!……」"Ai, ai!..." was all he said.

「唉,唉!……」他说。

便By the time the ducklings had shed their yellow down, Mr. Eroshenko suddenly began longing for his "Mother Russia," and hurriedly set off for Chita.

待到小鸭褪了黄毛,爱罗先珂君却忽而渴念著他的「俄罗斯母亲」了,便匆匆的向赤塔去。

By the time frogs were croaking on every side, the ducklings too had already grown to full size, two white and two speckled, and no longer peeped, but all cried "quack, quack" instead.滿便,「The lotus pond, too, had long since become too small to hold their wanderings; fortunately the Zhongmi residence stood on rather low ground, so that once the summer rains came the courtyard filled with standing water, and there they would happily swim, dive, flap their wings, and cry "quack, quack."

待到四处蛙鸣的时候,小鸭也已经长成,两个白的,两个花的,而且不复咻咻的叫,都是「鸭鸭」的叫了。荷花池也早已容不下他们盘桓了,幸而仲密的住家的地势是很低的,夏雨一降,院子里满积了水,他们便欣欣然,游水,钻水,拍翅子,「鸭鸭」的叫。

Now it has turned again from late summer into early winter, and Mr. Eroshenko still sends no word at all — one does not know where he really is now.

现在又从夏末交了冬初,而爱罗先珂君还是绝无消息,不知道究竟在那里了。

Only the four ducks are left, still crying "quack, quack" upon the desert.

只有四个鸭,却还在沙漠上「鸭鸭」的叫。

October, 1922

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What it’s about

The blind Russian poet Vasili Eroshenko, who really did lodge in Lu Xun's Beijing courtyard, complains that Peking has no music in it — lonely, he says, lonely as a desert. So he sets about supplying some himself. Tadpoles go into the pond so that there will be frogs to listen to in the summer, and he talks about keeping cows and chickens and having a proper farm one day.

Then a peddler comes through the lane with ducklings, and Eroshenko buys four of them at eight coppers each and puts them in the water to hear them swim. The ducklings eat the tadpoles. By the time he has left Peking for Chita the frogs he was waiting for are gone for good, four full-grown ducks own the pond, and they shout at each other in it. The comedy of the title is the poet's, and nobody in the story is to blame for anything that happens in it.

When it was written 背景

Published in the magazine 婦女雜誌 (The Ladies' Journal) in December 1922, and barely fiction at all: Eroshenko lodged with the Zhou brothers in 1922, and the courtyard, the pond and the ducks are reported rather than invented. It is the lightest chapter in the book and among the shortest, with easy conversational Chinese and a handful of animal words to pick up. Read it on an evening off — it is also the only place in 吶喊 where a foreigner is a person in the room rather than a rumour going round the village.

Words in this chapter 生词