復讎 Revenge

The thickness of human skin is probably no more than half a fen; the bright red hot blood flows just behind it, coursing through blood vessels denser even than the locust silkworms crawling thick upon a wall, giving off its warmth.And so, with this warmth, they bewitch, incite, and draw one another on, desperately longing to nestle close, to kiss, to embrace, so as to attain the deep, intoxicated great joy of life.

人的皮肤之厚,大概不到半分,鲜红的热血,就循着那后面,在比密密层层地爬在墙壁上的槐蚕更其密的血管里奔流,散出温热。于是各以这温热互相蛊惑,煽动,牵引,拼命地希求偎倚,接吻,拥抱,以得生命的沈酣的大欢喜。

穿But if one were to take a sharp, keen blade and, with a single stroke, pierce through this peach-pink, flimsy skin, one would see that bright red hot blood, like a shot arrow, pour all its warmth directly upon the killer;使next, it would give him its icy breath, show him its pale white lips, leaving him dazed out of his humanity, so that he attains the supreme great joy of life's soaring flight;while the victim itself would remain forever immersed in the supreme great joy of life's soaring flight.

但倘若用一柄尖锐的利刃,只一击,穿透这桃红色的,菲薄的皮肤,将见那鲜红的热血激箭似的以所有温热直接灌溉杀戮者;其次,则给以冰冷的呼吸,示以淡白的嘴唇,使之人性茫然,得到生命的飞扬的极致的大欢喜;而其自身,则永远沈浸于生命的飞扬的极致的大欢喜中。

Thus it is that the two of them stand with their whole bodies bared, gripping sharp blades, facing each other upon the vast and boundless wilderness.

这样,所以,有他们俩裸着全身,𪮆着利刃,对立于广漠的旷野之上。

……The two of them are about to embrace, about to kill……

他们俩将要拥抱,将要杀戮……

Passersby come running from all four sides, thick and dense, like locust silkworms crawling up a wall, like ants swarming to hoist away a dried fish head.Their clothes are all fine, yet their hands are empty.Still they come running from all four sides, straining their necks for all they are worth, eager to savor this embrace or this slaughter.They can already anticipate, on their own tongues afterward, the fresh taste of sweat or of blood.

路人们从四面奔来,密密层层地,如槐蚕爬上墙壁,如马蚁要扛鲞头。衣服都漂亮,手倒空的。然而从四面奔来,而且拼命地伸长颈子,要赏鉴这拥抱或杀戮。他们已经豫觉着事后的自己的舌上的汗或血的鲜味。

Yet the two of them merely stand facing each other, upon the vast and boundless wilderness, their whole bodies bared, gripping sharp blades, and yet they neither embrace nor kill, nor is there even a sign of any intention to embrace or to kill.

然而他们俩对立着,在广漠的旷野之上,裸着全身,𪮆着利刃,然而也不拥抱,也不杀戮,而且也不见有拥抱或杀戮之意。

The two of them remain thus even unto eternity, their once supple bodies now on the verge of withering, yet showing not the least sign of any intention to embrace or to kill.

他们俩这样地至于永久,圆活的身体,已将干枯,然而毫不见有拥抱或杀戮之意。

The passersby therefore grow bored;滿they feel boredom boring into their pores, feel boredom boring out from their own hearts through their pores, crawling to cover the whole wilderness, then boring again into the pores of others.Then they feel their throats and tongues grow dry, and their necks grow weary too;until at last they look at one another and slowly drift apart;until they even come to feel themselves withered to the point of having lost all zest for life.

路人们于是乎无聊;觉得有无聊钻进他们的毛孔,觉得有无聊从他们自己的心中由毛孔钻出,爬满旷野,又钻进别人的毛孔中。他们于是觉得喉舌干燥,𩓐子也乏了;终至于面面相觑,慢慢走散;甚而至于居然觉得干枯到失了生趣。

Then there remains only the vast and boundless wilderness, and the two of them within it, their whole bodies bared, gripping sharp blades, standing there withered and dry;with the gaze of dead men, they savor the withered, bloodless great slaughter of these passersby, while remaining forever immersed in the supreme great joy of life's soaring flight.

于是只賸下广漠的旷野,而他们俩在其间裸着全身,𪮆着利刃,干枯地立着;以死人似的眼光,赏鉴这路人们的干枯,无血的大戮,而永远沈浸于生命的飞扬的极致的大欢喜中。

。)(December 20, 1924.)

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What it’s about

Two people stand naked on a wide plain, each holding a blade, and do nothing. The piece opens on human skin: less than half a fen thick, with hot red blood running behind it through vessels packed denser than the caterpillars on a wall, giving off warmth — and with that warmth people bewitch and incite and pull at one another, desperate to nestle and kiss and embrace and get the drunken great joy of being alive. Turn the same anatomy round, Lu Xun says, and one stroke of a sharp blade through that thin peach-pink skin will send the blood out like arrows to drench the killer with all its warmth, and then give him cold breath and pale lips, and the flying, ultimate great joy is his.

So the two stand there with their blades, about to embrace and about to kill. And the passers-by come running from every side, packed like the caterpillars going up the wall, like ants hauling a dried fish-head — well dressed, empty-handed, craning their necks to enjoy the embrace or the murder, already tasting in advance the sweat or the blood on their tongues. Neither happens. The two stand until their supple bodies dry out, showing no sign of either intention, and the crowd goes flat: boredom bores in through their pores and out again and crawls over the plain and into other people's pores, their throats go dry, their necks tire, they look at one another and drift away. What is left is the empty plain and the two dried figures, watching with the eyes of dead men while the onlookers wither — a great bloodless slaughter, which is the revenge of the title.

When it was written 背景

Dated 20 December 1924, written the same day as its companion 復讎(其二). Lu Xun says plainly what it is for in his preface to the English translation: he wrote it because he loathed how many onlookers a society contained. The idea is the one that runs through all his work — the crowd craning at the execution in 藥, the drinkers in 孔乙己 — but here it is stripped of story and made physiological, so the vocabulary runs to bodies rather than to people: 皮膚, 血管, 温熱, 利刃, 曠野, and the 大歡喜 that the whole piece hangs on. Read the second 復讎 immediately afterwards; it is the same argument with a named victim.

Words in this chapter 生词