採石磯 Caishiji

“文章憎命達，魑魅喜人過。”Fine writing is cursed with an unlucky fate; goblins and demons delight in men's transgressions.

“文章憎命达，魑魅喜人过。”

——杜 甫— Du Fu

自小就神經過敏的黃仲則，到了二十三歲的現在，也改不過他的孤傲多疑的性質來。Huang Zhongze, who had been highly strung since childhood, had still not managed to change his proud, aloof, and suspicious nature now that he was twenty-three.他本來是一個負氣殉情的人，每逢興致激發的時候，不論講得講不得的話，都漲紅了臉，放大了喉嚨，抑留不住的直講出來。He was by nature a man who acted on impulse and would die for a passion — whenever his emotions were roused, whether or not the words were fit to be spoken, his face would flush red, his voice would rise, and unable to hold himself back, he would blurt them straight out.聽話的人，若對他的話有些反抗，或是在笑容上，或是在眼光上，表示一些不贊成他的意思的時候，他便要拚命的辯駁；If the person listening showed any resistance to what he said, or revealed in a smile or a glance the least sign of disagreement, he would argue back with all his might;講到後來他那雙黑晶晶的眼睛老會張得很大，好像會有火星飛出來的樣子。and as it went on, his glossy black eyes would always open very wide, as though sparks might fly out of them.這時候若有人出來說幾句迎合他的話，那他必喜歡得要奮身高跳，他那雙黑而且大的眼睛裡也必有兩泓清水湧漾出來，再進一步，他的清瘦的頰上就會有感激的眼淚流下來了。If at such a moment someone came forward to say a few words in agreement with him, he would be so delighted that he would leap up in excitement, and in his big black eyes two pools of clear water would well up and shimmer; carried a step further, tears of gratitude would run down his thin, gaunt cheeks.

自小就神经过敏的黄仲则，到了二十三岁的现在，也改不过他的孤傲多疑的性质来。他本来是一个负气殉情的人，每逢兴致激发的时候，不论讲得讲不得的话，都涨红了脸，放大了喉咙，抑留不住的直讲出来。听话的人，若对他的话有些反抗，或是在笑容上，或是在眼光上，表示一些不赞成他的意思的时候，他便要拼命的辩驳；讲到后来他那双黑晶晶的眼睛老会张得很大，好像会有火星飞出来的样子。这时候若有人出来说几句迎合他的话，那他必喜欢得要奋身高跳，他那双黑而且大的眼睛里也必有两泓清水涌漾出来，再进一步，他的清瘦的颊上就会有感激的眼泪流下来了。

像這樣的發洩一回之後，他總有三四天守著沉默，無論何人對他說話，他總是噤口不作回答的。After venting himself like this once, he would always keep silent for three or four days, and no matter who spoke to him, he would shut his mouth and give no answer.在這沉默期間內，他也有一個人關上了房門，在那學使衙門東北邊的壽春園西室裡兀坐的時候；During these spells of silence, there were times when he shut himself alone in his room, sitting motionless in the west chamber of Shouchun Garden, northeast of the Education Commissioner's yamen;也有青了臉，一個人上清源門外的深雲館懷古台去獨步的時候；there were times when, his face pale, he went alone outside Qingyuan Gate to walk by himself on the Huaigu Terrace at Shenyun Hall;也有跑到南門外姑熟溪邊上的一家小酒館去痛飲的時候。and there were times when he ran off to drink himself senseless at a little tavern beside Gushu Creek outside the south gate.不過在這期間內他對人雖不說話，對自家卻總一個人老在幽幽的好像講論什麼似的。Yet during these periods, though he said nothing to others, he would always be muttering to himself alone in low tones, as if discussing something.他一個人，在這中間，無論上什麼地方去，有時或輕輕的吟誦著詩或文句，有時或對自家嘻笑嘻笑，有時或望著了天空而作嘆惜，竟似忙得不得開交的樣子。Wherever he went alone during this time, he might softly recite lines of poetry or prose, or chuckle to himself, or gaze up at the sky and sigh — he seemed altogether too busy to have a free moment.但是一見著人，他那雙呆呆的大眼，舉起來看你一眼，他臉上的表情就會變得同毫無感覺的木偶一樣，人在這時候遇著他，總沒有一個不被他駭退的。But the moment he caught sight of someone, his big vacant eyes would lift and glance at you once, and the expression on his face would turn as blank as a wooden puppet's — anyone who met him at such a time was invariably startled into backing away.

像这样的发泄一回之后，他总有三四天守著沉默，无论何人对他说话，他总是噤口不作回答的。在这沉默期间内，他也有一个人关上了房门，在那学使衙门东北边的寿春园西室里兀坐的时候；也有青了脸，一个人上清源门外的深云馆怀古台去独步的时候；也有跑到南门外姑熟溪边上的一家小酒馆去痛饮的时候。不过在这期间内他对人虽不说话，对自家却总一个人老在幽幽的好像讲论什么似的。他一个人，在这中间，无论上什么地方去，有时或轻轻的吟诵著诗或文句，有时或对自家嘻笑嘻笑，有时或望著了天空而作叹惜，竟似忙得不得开交的样子。但是一见著人，他那双呆呆的大眼，举起来看你一眼，他脸上的表情就会变得同毫无感觉的木偶一样，人在这时候遇著他，总没有一个不被他骇退的。

學使朱笥河，雖則非常愛惜他，但因為事務煩忙的緣故，所以當他沉默幽鬱的時候，也不能來為他解悶。Zhu Sihe, the Education Commissioner, though very fond of him, was too burdened with official business to come and cheer him up during these silent, gloomy spells.當這時候，學使左右上下四五十人中間，敢接近他，進到他房裡去與他談幾句話的，只有一個他的同鄉洪稚存。At such times, among the forty or fifty people in the Commissioner's retinue, the only one who dared approach him and go into his room to exchange a few words was his fellow townsman, Hong Zhicun.與他自小同學，又是同鄉的洪稚存，很瞭解他的性格。Hong Zhicun, who had studied with him since childhood and came from the same town, understood his temperament well.見他與人論辯，憤激得不堪的時候，每肯出來為他說這句話，所以他對稚存比自家的弟兄還要敬愛。Whenever he saw him arguing with others and worked up past all bearing, Zhicun was always willing to step in and speak up on his behalf, and so Zhongze cherished and respected him even more than his own brothers.稚存知道他的脾氣，當他沉默起頭的一兩天，故意的不去近他的身。Knowing his temper, Zhicun would deliberately keep his distance during the first day or two of one of his silences.有時偶然同他在出入的要路上遇著的時候，稚存也只裝成一副幽鬱的樣子，不過默默的對他點一點頭就過去了。If they happened to meet by chance on the main path he used to come and go, Zhicun would put on a look of gloom to match his and simply nod to him silently before passing on.待他沉默過了一兩天，暗地裡看他好像有幾首詩做好，或者看他好像已經在市上酒肆裡醉過了一次，或在城外孤冷的山林間痛哭了一場之後，稚存或在半夜或在清晨，方敢慢慢的走到他的房裡去，與他爭誦些《離騷》或批評些韓昌黎李太白的雜詩，他的沉默之戒也就能因此而破了。Only after the silence had lasted a day or two, and Zhicun had secretly observed that he seemed to have finished several poems, or seemed to have already drunk himself drunk once at some tavern in town, or had had a good cry alone in the cold, lonely hills outside the city — only then would Zhicun, whether at midnight or at dawn, dare to walk slowly into his room, and there vie with him in reciting the Li Sao, or discuss and criticize the miscellaneous poems of Han Changli and Li Taibai; and in this way his vow of silence would at last be broken.

学使朱笥河，虽则非常爱惜他，但因为事务烦忙的缘故，所以当他沉默幽郁的时候，也不能来为他解闷。当这时候，学使左右上下四五十人中间，敢接近他，进到他房里去与他谈几句话的，只有一个他的同乡洪稚存。与他自小同学，又是同乡的洪稚存，很瞭解他的性格。见他与人论辩，愤激得不堪的时候，每肯出来为他说这句话，所以他对稚存比自家的弟兄还要敬爱。稚存知道他的脾气，当他沉默起头的一两天，故意的不去近他的身。有时偶然同他在出入的要路上遇著的时候，稚存也只装成一副幽郁的样子，不过默默的对他点一点头就过去了。待他沉默过了一两天，暗地里看他好像有几首诗做好，或者看他好像已经在市上酒肆里醉过了一次，或在城外孤冷的山林间痛哭了一场之后，稚存或在半夜或在清晨，方敢慢慢的走到他的房里去，与他争诵些《离骚》或批评些韩昌黎李太白的杂诗，他的沉默之戒也就能因此而破了。

學使衙門裡的同事們，背後雖在叫他作黃瘋子，但當他的面，卻個個怕他得很。His colleagues in the Commissioner's yamen, though behind his back they called him "Mad Huang," were every one of them quite afraid of him to his face.一則因為他是學使朱公最鍾愛的上客，二則也因為他習氣太深，批評人家的文字，不顧人下得起下不起，只曉得順了自家的性格，直言亂罵的緣故。This was partly because he was the honored guest most cherished by Commissioner Zhu, and partly because his habits ran too deep — when criticizing other men's writing he gave no thought to whether they could bear it, but simply followed his own nature, speaking his mind and scolding wildly.

学使衙门里的同事们，背后虽在叫他作黄疯子，但当他的面，却个个怕他得很。一则因为他是学使朱公最钟爱的上客，二则也因为他习气太深，批评人家的文字，不顾人下得起下不起，只晓得顺了自家的性格，直言乱骂的缘故。

他跟提督學政朱笥河公到太平，也有大半年了，但是除了洪稚存朱公二人而外，竟沒有一個第三個人能同他講得上半個鐘頭的話。He had now followed Commissioner Zhu Sihe, the Provincial Director of Education, to Taiping for the better part of a year, yet apart from Hong Zhicun and Commissioner Zhu, there was not a single third person who could hold half an hour's conversation with him.凡與他見過一面的人，能瞭解他的，只說他恃才傲物，不可訂交；Of all who had ever met him once, those who understood him said only that he relied on his talent to be arrogant toward others, and was not a man one could befriend;不能瞭解他的，簡直說他一點兒學問也沒有，只仗著了朱公的威勢愛發脾氣。those who did not understand him said flatly that he had no learning whatsoever, and simply relied on Commissioner Zhu's authority to indulge his temper.他的聲譽和朋友，一年一年的少了下去，他的自小就有的憂鬱症，反一年一年的深起來了。His reputation and his friends grew fewer year by year, while the melancholy he had carried since childhood grew deeper year by year instead.

他跟提督学政朱笥河公到太平，也有大半年了，但是除了洪稚存朱公二人而外，竟没有一个第三个人能同他讲得上半个钟头的话。凡与他见过一面的人，能瞭解他的，只说他恃才傲物，不可订交；不能瞭解他的，简直说他一点儿学问也没有，只仗著了朱公的威势爱发脾气。他的声誉和朋友，一年一年的少了下去，他的自小就有的忧郁症，反一年一年的深起来了。

乾隆三十六年的秋也深了。Autumn of the thirty-sixth year of Qianlong had now grown late.長江南岸的太平府城裡，已吹到了涼冷的北風，學使衙門西面園裡的楊柳梧桐榆樹等雜樹，都帶起鵝黃的淡色來。In the city of Taiping Prefecture, on the south bank of the Yangtze, a cold north wind was already blowing, and the willows, parasol trees, elms, and other assorted trees in the garden west of the Commissioner's yamen had all taken on a pale goose-yellow tint.園角上荒草叢中，在秋月皎潔的晚上，淒淒唧唧的候蟲的鳴聲，也覺得漸漸的幽下去了。Among the wild grass in the corner of the garden, on nights when the autumn moon hung bright and clear, even the mournful chirring of the autumn insects seemed to be growing gradually fainter.

干隆三十六年的秋也深了。长江南岸的太平府城里，已吹到了凉冷的北风，学使衙门西面园里的杨柳梧桐榆树等杂树，都带起鹅黄的淡色来。园角上荒草丛中，在秋月皎洁的晚上，凄凄唧唧的候虫的鸣声，也觉得渐渐的幽下去了。

昨天晚上，因為月亮好得很，仲則竟犯了風露，在園裡看了一晚的月亮。Last night, because the moon had been so beautiful, Zhongze had actually braved the wind and dew, gazing at the moon in the garden the whole evening.在疏疏密密的樹影下走來走去的走著，看看地上同嚴霜似的月光，他忽然感觸舊情，想到了他少年時候的一次悲慘的愛情上去。Pacing back and forth beneath the scattered, uneven shadows of the trees, watching the moonlight lying on the ground like heavy frost, he was suddenly stirred by old feelings, and his thoughts turned to a tragic love of his youth.

昨天晚上，因为月亮好得很，仲则竟犯了风露，在园里看了一晚的月亮。在疏疏密密的树影下走来走去的走著，看看地上同严霜似的月光，他忽然感触旧情，想到了他少年时候的一次悲惨的爱情上去。

“唉唉！"Ah, ah!但願你能享受你家庭內的和樂！”I only wish you could enjoy the happiness of your own family!"

“唉唉！但愿你能享受你家庭内的和乐！”

這樣的歎了一聲，遠遠的向東天一望，他的眼前，忽然現出了一個十六歲的伶俐的少女來。Having sighed like this, he gazed far off toward the eastern sky, and before his eyes there suddenly appeared a clever girl of sixteen.那時候仲則正在宜興氿裡讀書，他同學的陳某龔某都比他有錢，但那少女的一雙水盈盈的眼光，卻只注視在瘦弱的他的身上。At that time Zhongze had been studying at Jiuli in Yixing; his fellow students, a certain Chen and a certain Gong, were both wealthier than he, but the girl's limpid, water-clear eyes had rested only on his thin, frail figure.他過年的時候因為要回常州，將別的那一天，又到她家裡去看她，不曉是什麼緣故，這一天她只是對他暗泣而不多說話。When the new year came and he had to return to Changzhou, on the day he was to leave he went once more to her house to see her; for some reason, that day she did nothing but weep silently in front of him, saying hardly a word.同她癡坐了半個鐘頭，他已經走到門外了，她又叫他回去，把一條當時流行的淡黃綢的汗巾送給了他。He had sat dumbly with her for half an hour, and had already walked out the gate, when she called him back and gave him a pale-yellow silk handkerchief, of the kind fashionable at the time.這一回當臨去的時候，卻是他要哭了，兩人又擁抱著痛哭了一場，把他的眼淚，都揩擦在那條汗巾的上面。This time, as the moment of parting came, it was he who was about to cry; the two of them embraced and wept bitterly once more, and he wiped away all his tears on that handkerchief.一直到航船要開的將晚時候，他才把那條汗巾收藏起來，同她別去。Not until the evening, when the boat was about to set off, did he put the handkerchief carefully away and take his leave of her.這一回別後，他和她就再沒有談話的機會了。After this parting, he and she never again had the chance to speak with one another.他第二回重到宜興的時候，他的少年的悲哀，只成了幾首律詩，流露在抄書的紙上：The second time he came back to Yixing, the sorrow of his youth had turned into nothing more than a few regulated-verse poems, set down on the paper on which he copied his books:

这样的叹了一声，远远的向东天一望，他的眼前，忽然现出了一个十六岁的伶俐的少女来。那时候仲则正在宜兴氿里读书，他同学的陈某龚某都比他有钱，但那少女的一双水盈盈的眼光，却只注视在瘦弱的他的身上。他过年的时候因为要回常州，将别的那一天，又到她家里去看她，不晓是什么缘故，这一天她只是对他暗泣而不多说话。同她痴坐了半个钟头，他已经走到门外了，她又叫他回去，把一条当时流行的淡黄绸的汗巾送给了他。这一回当临去的时候，却是他要哭了，两人又拥抱著痛哭了一场，把他的眼泪，都揩擦在那条汗巾的上面。一直到航船要开的将晚时候，他才把那条汗巾收藏起来，同她别去。这一回别后，他和她就再没有谈话的机会了。他第二回重到宜兴的时候，他的少年的悲哀，只成了几首律诗，流露在抄书的纸上：

大道青樓望不遮，年時系馬醉流霞。From the great road, no wall hid the green pavilion from view; those years, I tied my horse there and grew drunk on flowing rosy wine.

大道青楼望不遮，年时系马醉流霞。

風前帶是同心結，杯底人如解語花。In the wind, the sash was tied in a lovers' knot; at the bottom of the cup, she was like a flower that understood speech.

风前带是同心结，杯底人如解语花。

下杜城邊南北路，上闌門外去來車。Below Du City, the roads ran north and south; outside Shanglan Gate, carriages came and went.

下杜城边南北路，上阑门外去来车。

匆匆覺得揚州夢，檢點閒愁在鬢華。In a hurry, I woke as if from a Yangzhou dream; gathering my idle sorrows, I find them now in the gray at my temples.

匆匆觉得扬州梦，检点闲愁在鬓华。

喚起窗前尚宿醒，啼鵑催去又聲聲。Roused at the window, still not free of last night's wine, the cuckoo's cry urges me on, call after call.

唤起窗前尚宿醒，啼鹃催去又声声。

丹青舊誓相如劄，禪榻經時杜牧情。The old vow painted in colors recalls Xiangru's letter; the meditation couch, as time passed, held Du Mu's feelings.

丹青旧誓相如札，禅榻经时杜牧情。

別後相思空一水，重來回首已三生。After parting, our longing was severed by nothing but a stretch of water; returning now and looking back, it feels like three lifetimes have passed.

别后相思空一水，重来回首已三生。

雲階月地依然在，細逐空香百遍行。The cloud-stairs and moonlit ground are still there as before; I pace slowly, tracing the empty fragrance, a hundred times over.

云阶月地依然在，细逐空香百遍行。

遮莫臨行念我頻，竹枝留涴淚痕新。No matter that, as I was leaving, she thought of me again and again; on the bamboo branch fresh tear-stains were left behind.

遮莫临行念我频，竹枝留涴泪痕新。

多緣刺史無堅約，豈視蕭郎作路人。It was mostly because the Governor had made no firm pledge — how could she have looked on her Xiao Lang as a mere stranger passing by?

多缘刺史无坚约，岂视萧郎作路人。

望裡彩雲疑冉冉，愁邊春水故粼粼。In the distance the colored clouds seemed to drift slowly on; at the edge of my sorrow the spring waters rippled as ever, bright and clear.

望里彩云疑冉冉，愁边春水故粼粼。

珊瑚百尺珠千斛，難換羅敷未嫁身。A hundred feet of coral, a thousand bushels of pearls — nothing could purchase Luofu while she remained unwed.

珊瑚百尺珠千斛，难换罗敷未嫁身。

從此音塵各悄然，春山如黛草如煙。From then on, all word and trace of each other fell silent; the spring hills were dark as kohl, the grass like mist.

从此音尘各悄然，春山如黛草如烟。

淚添吳苑三更雨，恨惹郵亭一夜眠。My tears added to the rain over the Wu gardens at the third watch of night; my regret was stirred by a single night's sleep at the post-station.

泪添吴苑三更雨，恨惹邮亭一夜眠。

詎有青鳥緘別句，聊將錦瑟記流年。How could there be a bluebird to seal my parting verses? I can only let the ornamented zither record the passing years.

讵有青鸟缄别句，聊将锦瑟记流年。

他時脫便微之過，百轉千回只自憐。If someday I should chance to pass by, like Weizhi did, a hundred twists and a thousand turns will bring only self-pity.

他时脱便微之过，百转千回只自怜。

後三年，他在揚州城裡看城隍會，看見一個少婦，同一年約三十左右、狀似富商的男人在街上緩步。Three years later, while watching the City God festival in Yangzhou, he saw a young married woman walking slowly along the street with a man of about thirty who looked like a wealthy merchant.她的容貌絕似那宜興的少女，他晚上回到了江邊的客寓裡，又做成了四首感舊的雜詩。Her features were the very image of that girl from Yixing; that evening, back at his lodgings by the river, he composed four more miscellaneous poems of remembrance.

后三年，他在扬州城里看城隍会，看见一个少妇，同一年约三十左右、状似富商的男人在街上缓步。她的容貌绝似那宜兴的少女，他晚上回到了江边的客寓里，又做成了四首感旧的杂诗。

風亭月榭記綢繆，夢裡聽歌醉裡愁。I remember our tender intimacy in the wind-swept pavilion and moonlit terrace; in dreams I heard her singing, in drunkenness I felt sorrow.

风亭月榭记绸缪，梦里听歌醉里愁。

牽袂幾曾終絮語，掩關從此入離憂。Tugging at her sleeve, how often did our whispered words ever come to an end? Once the gate closed, from then on I fell into the sorrow of separation.

牵袂几曾终絮语，掩关从此入离忧。

明燈錦幄珊珊骨，細馬春山剪剪眸。By the bright lamp, within the brocade curtains, her slender bones were graceful; like a fine steed, her spring-hill brows framed eyes sharp as scissors.

明灯锦幄珊珊骨，细马春山剪剪眸。

最憶頻行尚回首，此心如水只東流。What I remember most is how, again and again as I walked away, she would still turn to look back; this heart of mine, like water, only flows eastward.

最忆频行尚回首，此心如水只东流。

而今潘鬢漸成絲，記否羊車並載時。Now, like Pan Yue, my temples are turning to threads of gray — does she still remember when we rode together in the goat-cart?

而今潘鬓渐成丝，记否羊车并载时。

挾彈何心驚共命，撫柯底苦破交枝。Carrying a pellet-bow, what heart did I have to startle the birds who shared one fate? Stroking the branch, what bitterness made me break the intertwined boughs?

挟弹何心惊共命，抚柯底苦破交枝。

如馨風柳傷思曼，別樣煙花惱牧之。Like fragrant wind through the willows, it wounds one's thoughts of Siman; in another kind of misty blossom, it vexes Muzhi.

如馨风柳伤思曼，别样烟花恼牧之。

莫把鶤弦彈昔昔，經秋憔悴為相思。Do not pluck the strings again to play 'Night after Night'; all through this autumn I have grown haggard with longing.

莫把鶤弦弹昔昔，经秋憔悴为相思。

柘舞平康舊擅名，獨將青眼到書生。Her zhe-dance once made her famous throughout the Pingkang wards; yet she alone turned an appreciative eye toward a mere scholar.

柘舞平康旧擅名，独将青眼到书生。

輕移錦被添晨臥，細酌金卮遣旅情。Lightly she drew the brocade quilt to prolong our morning's rest; slowly she poured from the golden cup to ease the sorrow of my travels.

轻移锦被添晨卧，细酌金卮遣旅情。

此日雙魚寄公子，當時一曲怨東平。Today a pair of fish-shaped letter-cases is sent to the young lord; in those days, one song lamented the Prince of Dongping.

此日双鱼寄公子，当时一曲怨东平。

越王祠外花初放，更共何人緩緩行。Outside the shrine of the King of Yue, the flowers have just begun to bloom — with whom does she now stroll along so slowly?

越王祠外花初放，更共何人缓缓行。

非關惜別為憐才，幾度紅箋手自裁。It was not merely regret at parting, but pity for my talent; many times with her own hand she cut red notepaper for me.

非关惜别为怜才，几度红笺手自裁。

湖海有心隨穎士，風情近日逼方回。With a heart set on rivers and lakes, she would follow a man like Yingshi; her romantic feeling of late presses close to one like Fanghui.

湖海有心随颖士，风情近日逼方回。

多時掩幔留香住，依舊窺人有燕來。For a long while she kept the curtain drawn to hold the fragrance in; yet as ever, swallows come peeking in at people.

多时掩幔留香住，依旧窥人有燕来。

自古同心終不解，羅浮塚樹至今哀。Since ancient times, hearts truly united are never parted for good; the trees on the tomb at Luofu still grieve to this day.

自古同心终不解，罗浮冢树至今哀。

他想想現在的心境，與當時一比，覺得七年前的他，正同陽春暖日下的香草一樣，轟轟烈烈，剛在發育。Thinking over his present state of mind and comparing it with those days, he felt that seven years ago he had been like a fragrant plant under the warm sun of springtime — flourishing gloriously, just coming into bloom.因為當時他新中秀才，眼前尚有無窮的希望，在那裡等他。For at that time he had just passed the examination for the xiucai degree, and endless hope still lay ahead, waiting for him.

他想想现在的心境，与当时一比，觉得七年前的他，正同阳春暖日下的香草一样，轰轰烈烈，刚在发育。因为当时他新中秀才，眼前尚有无穷的希望，在那里等他。

“到如今還是依人碌碌！”"And now, here I still am, drudging along, dependent on others!"

“到如今还是依人碌碌！”

一想到現在的這身世，他就不知不覺的悲傷起來了。The moment his thoughts turned to his present lot in life, he grew sorrowful before he even realized it.這時候忽有一陣涼冷的西風，吹到了園裡。Just then a sudden gust of cold west wind blew into the garden.月光裡的樹影索索落落的顫動了一下，他也打了一個冷痙，不曉得是什麼緣故，覺得毛細管都竦豎了起來。The tree-shadows in the moonlight rustled and trembled all at once, and he too gave an involuntary shiver — for no reason he could tell, he felt every fine hair on his body stand on end.

一想到现在的这身世，他就不知不觉的悲伤起来了。这时候忽有一阵凉冷的西风，吹到了园里。月光里的树影索索落落的颤动了一下，他也打了一个冷痉，不晓得是什么缘故，觉得毛细管都竦竖了起来。

“似此星辰非昨夜，為誰風露立中宵？——”"These very stars are not last night's stars — for whom do I stand in the wind and dew at midnight?——"

“似此星辰非昨夜，为谁风露立中宵？——”

於是他就稍微放大了聲音把這兩句詩吟了一遍，又走來走去的走了幾步，一則原想借此以壯壯自家的膽，二則他也想把今夜所得的這兩句詩，湊成一首全詩。So he raised his voice slightly and recited these two lines of verse once through, then paced back and forth a few more steps — partly to bolster his own courage by doing so, and partly because he wanted to work the two lines he had gotten tonight into a complete poem.但是他的心思，亂得同水淹的蟻巢一樣，想來想去怎麼也湊不成上下的句子。But his thoughts were as chaotic as an ant-nest flooded with water, and however he turned them over, he could not manage to piece together the lines above and below.園外的圍牆弄裡，打更的聲音和燈籠的影子過去之後，月光更潔練得怕人了。Beyond the garden wall, after the sound of the night-watchman's clapper and the shadow of his lantern had passed by in the lane, the moonlight grew so pure and glossy it was almost frightening.好像是秋霜已經下來的樣子，他只覺得身上一陣一陣的寒冷了起來。It seemed as though the autumn frost had already fallen; he felt wave after wave of cold creeping over his body.想想窮冬又快到了，他筐裡只有幾件大布的棉衣，過冬若要去買一件狐皮的袍料，非要有四十兩銀子不可，並且家裡他也許久不寄錢去了，依理而論，正也該寄幾十兩銀子回去，為老母輩添置幾件衣服，但是照目前的狀態看來，叫他能到何處去弄得這許多銀子？Thinking that the depths of winter would soon be upon him, and that his trunk held nothing but a few padded coats of coarse cotton cloth, he realized that to get through the winter he would need to buy material for a fox-fur robe, which could not be had for less than forty taels of silver; moreover, he had not sent money home in a long while, and by rights he ought to send back several tens of taels for his aged mother and the rest of the family to buy themselves some clothes — but given his present circumstances, where on earth was he to find so much silver?他一想到此，心裡又添了一層煩悶。The moment this thought came to him, his heart grew heavier still with vexation.呆呆的對西斜的月亮看了一忽，他卻順口念出了幾句詩來：Staring blankly for a while at the moon sinking toward the west, he found himself murmuring a few lines of verse:

于是他就稍微放大了声音把这两句诗吟了一遍，又走来走去的走了几步，一则原想借此以壮壮自家的胆，二则他也想把今夜所得的这两句诗，凑成一首全诗。但是他的心思，乱得同水淹的蚁巢一样，想来想去怎么也凑不成上下的句子。园外的围墙弄里，打更的声音和灯笼的影子过去之后，月光更洁练得怕人了。好像是秋霜已经下来的样子，他只觉得身上一阵一阵的寒冷了起来。想想穷冬又快到了，他筐里只有几件大布的棉衣，过冬若要去买一件狐皮的袍料，非要有四十两银子不可，并且家里他也许久不寄钱去了，依理而论，正也该寄几十两银子回去，为老母辈添置几件衣服，但是照目前的状态看来，叫他能到何处去弄得这许多银子？他一想到此，心里又添了一层烦闷。呆呆的对西斜的月亮看了一忽，他却顺口念出了几句诗来：

“茫茫來日愁如海，寄語羲和快著鞭。”"Boundless are the days to come, sorrow vast as the sea — I send word to Xihe: whip on your steeds and hurry!"

“茫茫来日愁如海，寄语羲和快著鞭。”

回環念了兩遍之後，背後的園門裡忽而走了一個人出來，輕輕的叫著說：After reciting this over twice, someone suddenly came out through the garden gate behind him and called softly:

回环念了两遍之后，背后的园门里忽而走了一个人出来，轻轻的叫著说：

“好詩好詩，仲則！"A fine poem, a fine poem, Zhongze!你到這時候還沒有睡麼？”Still not asleep at this hour?"

“好诗好诗，仲则！你到这时候还没有睡么？”

仲則倒駭了一跳，回轉頭來就問他說：Zhongze gave a start of surprise, and turning around at once asked him:

仲则倒骇了一跳，回转头来就问他说：

“稚存！"Zhicun!你也還沒有睡麼？You're not asleep either?一直到現在在那裡幹什麼？”What have you been doing all this time, till now?"

“稚存！你也还没有睡么？一直到现在在那里干什么？”

“竹君要我為他起兩封信稿，我現在剛擱下筆哩！”"Zhujun asked me to draft two letters for him — I've only just now put down my pen!"

“竹君要我为他起两封信稿，我现在刚搁下笔哩！”

“我還有兩句好詩，也念給你聽吧，‘似此星辰非昨夜，為誰風露立中宵？’”"I have two more good lines of verse — let me recite them for you too: 'These very stars are not last night's stars — for whom do I stand in the wind and dew at midnight?'"

“我还有两句好诗，也念给你听吧，‘似此星辰非昨夜，为谁风露立中宵？’”

“詩是好詩，可惜太衰颯了。”"A fine poem it is, but it's a pity — too bleak and dispirited."

“诗是好诗，可惜太衰飒了。”

“我想把它們湊成兩首律詩來，但是怎麼也做不成功。”"I meant to work them into a pair of regulated-verse poems, but however I try I can't manage to finish them."

“我想把它们凑成两首律诗来，但是怎么也做不成功。”

“還是不做成的好。”"Better that you don't finish them at all."

“还是不做成的好。”

“何以呢？”"Why is that?"

“做成之後，豈不是就沒有興致了麼？”"Once they're finished, won't the inspiration be gone?"

“做成之后，岂不是就没有兴致了么？”

“這話倒也不錯，我就不做了吧！”"That's true enough — then I won't finish them after all!"

“这话倒也不错，我就不做了吧！”

“仲則，明天有一位大考據家來了，你知道麼？”"Zhongze, tomorrow a great textual scholar is arriving — did you know?"

“仲则，明天有一位大考据家来了，你知道么？”

“誰呀？”"Who is it?"

“谁呀？”

“戴東原。”"Dai Dongyuan."

“戴东原。”

“我只聞諸葛的大名，卻沒有見過這一位小孔子，你聽誰說他要來呀？”"I've only heard the great name of Zhuge — I've never laid eyes on this little Confucius. Who told you he was coming?"

“我只闻诸葛的大名，却没有见过这一位小孔子，你听谁说他要来呀？”

“是北京紀老太史給竹君的信裡說出的，竹君正預備著迎接他呢！”"It was mentioned in a letter from old Historian Ji in Beijing to Zhujun — Zhujun is preparing to welcome him even now!"

“是北京纪老太史给竹君的信里说出的，竹君正预备著迎接他呢！”

“周秦以上並沒有考據學，學術反而昌明，近來大名鼎鼎的考據學家很多，偽書卻日見風行，我看那些考據學家都是盜名欺世的。"Before the Zhou and Qin dynasties there was no such thing as textual scholarship, and yet learning flourished all the more; nowadays there are many textual scholars with towering reputations, and yet forged books grow more popular by the day — I say all these textual scholars are men who steal fame and deceive the world.他們今日講詩學，明日弄訓詁，再過幾天，又要來談治國平天下，九九歸原，他們的目的，總不外乎一個翰林學士的銜頭，我勸他們還是去參注酷吏傳的好，將來束帶立於朝，由禮部而吏部，或領理藩院，或拜內閣大學士的時候，倒好照樣去做。”Today they lecture on poetics, tomorrow they busy themselves with philology, and in a few more days they'll be talking of governing the state and bringing peace to all under heaven — but boil it all down, their real aim is nothing more than the title of Hanlin Academician. I'd advise them to go and annotate the Biographies of the Cruel Officials instead — that way, once they've cinched their sashes and taken their place at court, moving from the Board of Rites to the Board of Civil Office, or heading the Court of Colonial Affairs, or being appointed Grand Secretary of the Cabinet, they'll already have a model to follow."

“周秦以上并没有考据学，学术反而昌明，近来大名鼎鼎的考据学家很多，伪书却日见风行，我看那些考据学家都是盗名欺世的。他们今日讲诗学，明日弄训诂，再过几天，又要来谈治国平天下，九九归原，他们的目的，总不外乎一个翰林学士的衔头，我劝他们还是去参注酷吏传的好，将来束带立于朝，由礼部而吏部，或领理藩院，或拜内阁大学士的时候，倒好照样去做。”

“你又要發癡了，你不怕旁人說你在妒忌人家的大名的麼？”"There you go raving again — aren't you afraid people will say you're just jealous of other men's great reputations?"

“你又要发痴了，你不怕旁人说你在妒忌人家的大名的么？”

“即使我在妒忌人家的大名，我的心地，卻比他們的大言欺世，排斥異己，光明得多哩！"Even supposing I were jealous of their great reputations, my heart is still far more honest and open than theirs — theirs, with their big words deceiving the world and casting out all who differ from them!我究竟不在陷害人家，不在卑污苟賤的迎合世人。”At least I am not out to destroy other people, and I do not grovel in filth and baseness to curry favor with the world."

“即使我在妒忌人家的大名，我的心地，却比他们的大言欺世，排斥异己，光明得多哩！我究竟不在陷害人家，不在卑污苟贱的迎合世人。”

“仲則！"Zhongze!你在哭麼？”Are you crying?"

“仲则！你在哭么？”

“我在發氣。”"I'm in a rage."

“我在发气。”

“氣什麼？”"Angry about what?"

“气什么？”

“氣那些掛羊頭賣狗肉的未來的酷吏！”"Damn those future tyrant-officials who hang out a sheep's head to sell dog meat!"

“气那些挂羊头卖狗肉的未来的酷吏！”

“戴東原與你有什麼仇？”"What quarrel do you have with Dai Dongyuan?"

“戴东原与你有什么仇？”

“戴東原與我雖然沒有什麼仇，但我是疾惡如仇的。”"I have no particular quarrel with Dai Dongyuan, but I hate evil as though it were my own enemy."

“戴东原与我虽然没有什么仇，但我是疾恶如仇的。”

“你病剛好，又憤激得這個樣子，今晚上可是我害了你了，仲則，我們為了這些無聊的人嘔氣也犯不著，我房裡還有一瓶紹興酒在，去喝酒去吧。”"You've only just recovered from your illness, and here you are worked up like this again — tonight it's my fault, Zhongze. It isn't worth getting angry over such worthless people. I still have a bottle of Shaoxing wine in my room — let's go drink."

“你病刚好，又愤激得这个样子，今晚上可是我害了你了，仲则，我们为了这些无聊的人呕气也犯不著，我房里还有一瓶绍兴酒在，去喝酒去吧。”

他與洪稚存兩人，昨晚喝酒喝到雞叫才睡，所以今朝早晨太陽射照在他窗外的花壇上的時候，他還未曾起來。He and Hong Zhicun had drunk together the night before until the cocks crowed before going to sleep, so this morning, when the sun was already shining on the flower bed outside his window, he had still not risen.

他与洪稚存两人，昨晚喝酒喝到鸡叫才睡，所以今朝早晨太阳射照在他窗外的花坛上的时候，他还未曾起来。

門外又是一天清冷的好天氣，紺碧的天空，高得渺渺茫茫。Outside the door it was again a clear, cool, fine day, the deep blue sky stretching up so high it seemed vast and boundless.窗前飛過的鳥雀的影子，也帶有些悲涼的秋意。Even the shadows of the birds flitting past his window carried something of autumn's melancholy.仲則窗外的幾株梧桐樹葉，在這浩浩的白日裡，雖然無風，也蕭索地自在凋落。The leaves of the few paulownia trees outside Zhongze's window, in the vast light of that white day, though there was no wind at all, drifted down of their own accord in desolate silence.

门外又是一天清冷的好天气，绀碧的天空，高得渺渺茫茫。窗前飞过的鸟雀的影子，也带有些悲凉的秋意。仲则窗外的几株梧桐树叶，在这浩浩的白日里，虽然无风，也萧索地自在凋落。

一直等太陽照射到他的朝西南的窗下的時候，仲則才醒，從被裡伸出了一隻手，撩開帳子，向窗上一望，他覺得晴光射目，竟感覺得有些眩暈。Not until the sun's rays reached his southwest-facing window did Zhongze wake; he stretched a hand out from under the quilt, lifted the bed-curtain aside, and glanced toward the window — the bright light struck his eyes so sharply that he felt a little dizzy.仍複放下了帳子，閉了眼睛，在被裡睡了一忽，他的昨天晚上的亢奮狀態已經過去了，只有秋蟲的鳴聲，梧桐的疏影和雲月的光輝，成了昨夜的記憶，還印在他的今天早晨的腦裡，又開了眼睛呆呆的對帳頂看了一回，他就把昨夜追憶少年時候的情緒想了出來。He let the curtain fall again, closed his eyes, and dozed a while longer under the quilt; the excited state of the night before had already passed, leaving only the chirr of autumn insects, the sparse shadow of the paulownia, and the glow of cloud and moon as memories of that night, still imprinted on his mind this morning. Opening his eyes again, he stared blankly at the top of the bed-curtain for a while, and then the feelings of recalling his youth from the night before came welling back to him.想到這裡，他的創作欲已經抬頭起來了。By the time his thoughts had reached this point, his urge to create had already begun to stir.從被裡坐起，把衣服一披，他拖了鞋就走上書桌邊上去。Sitting up from under the quilt, he threw a robe over his shoulders, and shuffling into his shoes, walked straight to his desk.隨便拿起了一張桌上的破紙和一枝墨筆，他就叉手寫出了一首詩來：Casually picking up a torn scrap of paper on the desk and an ink-brush, he crossed his arms in thought and wrote out a poem:

一直等太阳照射到他的朝西南的窗下的时候，仲则才醒，从被里伸出了一只手，撩开帐子，向窗上一望，他觉得晴光射目，竟感觉得有些眩晕。仍复放下了帐子，闭了眼睛，在被里睡了一忽，他的昨天晚上的亢奋状态已经过去了，只有秋虫的鸣声，梧桐的疏影和云月的光辉，成了昨夜的记忆，还印在他的今天早晨的脑里，又开了眼睛呆呆的对帐顶看了一回，他就把昨夜追忆少年时候的情绪想了出来。想到这里，他的创作欲已经抬头起来了。从被里坐起，把衣服一披，他拖了鞋就走上书桌边上去。随便拿起了一张桌上的破纸和一枝墨笔，他就叉手写出了一首诗来：

絡緯啼歇疏梧煙，露華一白涼無邊。The katydids' cries have ceased, mist lies on the sparse paulownias; the dew's white brilliance spreads a chill without end.

络纬啼歇疏梧烟，露华一白凉无边。

纖雲微蕩月沉海，列宿亂搖風滿天。Thin clouds drift faintly, the moon sinks into the sea; the ranked stars flicker and sway, wind fills the whole sky.

纤云微荡月沉海，列宿乱摇风满天。

誰人一聲歌子夜，尋聲宛轉空台榭。Who is it, singing a song at midnight? Following the winding sound to the empty terraces and pavilions.

谁人一声歌子夜，寻声宛转空台榭。

聲長聲短雞續鳴，曙色冷光相激射。Long notes and short, and now the cocks crow on and on; the cold light of dawn and the song's echoes flash and clash together.

声长声短鸡续鸣，曙色冷光相激射。

仲則寫完了最後的一句，把筆擱下，自己就搖頭反復的吟誦了好幾遍。Having written the last line, Zhongze set down his brush and, shaking his head, recited it over to himself again and again.呆著向窗外的晴光一望，他又拿起筆來伏下身去，在詩的前面填了“秋夜”的兩字，作了詩題。Gazing blankly for a moment at the bright light outside the window, he picked up his brush again, bent low over the paper, and added the two characters "Autumn Night" before the poem, as its title.他一邊在用僕役拿來的面水洗面，一邊眼睛還不能離開剛才寫好的詩句，微微的仍在吟著。While washing his face with the water the servant had brought, his eyes still could not leave the lines he had just written, and he went on murmuring them softly to himself.

仲则写完了最后的一句，把笔搁下，自己就摇头反复的吟诵了好几遍。呆著向窗外的晴光一望，他又拿起笔来伏下身去，在诗的前面填了“秋夜”的两字，作了诗题。他一边在用仆役拿来的面水洗面，一边眼睛还不能离开刚才写好的诗句，微微的仍在吟著。

他洗完了面，飯也不吃，便一個人走出了學使衙門，慢慢的只向南面的龍津門走去。When he had finished washing, he did not even eat, but went out alone from the Education Commissioner's yamen, walking slowly straight toward Longjin Gate to the south.十月中旬的和煦的陽光，不暖不熱的灑滿在冷清的太平府城的街上。The mild mid-October sunlight, neither warm nor hot, lay scattered over the deserted streets of Taiping prefectural city.仲則在藍蒼的高天底下，出了龍津門，渡過姑熟溪，盡沿了細草黃沙的鄉間的大道，在向著東南前進。Beneath the pale blue, lofty sky, Zhongze passed out through Longjin Gate, crossed the Gushu Creek, and, keeping to the country road bordered with fine grass and yellow sand, pressed on toward the southeast.道旁有幾處小小的雜樹林，也已現出了凋落的衰容，枝頭未墜的病葉，都帶了黃蒼的濁色，盡在秋風裡微顫。Beside the road stood a few small groves of mixed trees, already wearing the withered look of the fading season; the sickly leaves not yet fallen from the branches all carried a dull yellowish-grey hue, trembling faintly in the autumn wind.樹梢上有幾隻烏鴉，好像在那裡讚美天晴的樣子，呀呀的叫了幾聲。A few crows on the treetops, as if praising the clear weather, cawed out several times.仲則抬起頭來一看，見那幾隻烏鴉，以樹林作了中心，卻在晴空裡飛舞打圈。Zhongze raised his head and looked, and saw the crows circling and wheeling in the clear sky, with the grove as their center.樹下一塊草地。Beneath the trees was a patch of grass.顏色也有些微黃了。Its color, too, had turned a little yellow.草地的周圍，有許多縱橫潔淨的白田，因為稻已割盡，只留了點點的稻草根株，靜靜的在享受陽光。Around the grass lay many clean, bare paddies crisscrossing one another; the rice having all been harvested, only scattered stubble of the stalks remained, quietly basking in the sunlight.仲則向四面一看，就不知不覺的從官道上，走入了一條衰草叢生的田塍小路裡去。Zhongze glanced about him in every direction, and before he knew it had left the highway and wandered onto a small path along the paddy ridges, overgrown with withered grass.走過了一塊乾淨的白田，到了那樹林的草地上，他就在樹下坐下了。Crossing a bare, clean paddy field, he came to the grassy ground by the grove and sat down beneath the trees.靜靜地聽了一忽鴉噪的聲音，他舉頭卻見了前面的一帶秋山，劃在晴朗的天空中間。After listening quietly for a while to the cawing of the crows, he raised his head and saw before him a range of autumn mountains, etched against the clear sky.

他洗完了面，饭也不吃，便一个人走出了学使衙门，慢慢的只向南面的龙津门走去。十月中旬的和煦的阳光，不暖不热的洒满在冷清的太平府城的街上。仲则在蓝苍的高天底下，出了龙津门，渡过姑熟溪，尽沿了细草黄沙的乡间的大道，在向著东南前进。道旁有几处小小的杂树林，也已现出了凋落的衰容，枝头未坠的病叶，都带了黄苍的浊色，尽在秋风里微颤。树梢上有几只乌鸦，好像在那里赞美天晴的样子，呀呀的叫了几声。仲则抬起头来一看，见那几只乌鸦，以树林作了中心，却在晴空里飞舞打圈。树下一块草地。颜色也有些微黄了。草地的周围，有许多纵横洁净的白田，因为稻已割尽，只留了点点的稻草根株，静静的在享受阳光。仲则向四面一看，就不知不觉的从官道上，走入了一条衰草丛生的田塍小路里去。走过了一块干净的白田，到了那树林的草地上，他就在树下坐下了。静静地听了一忽鸦噪的声音，他举头却见了前面的一带秋山，划在晴朗的天空中间。

“相看兩不厭，只有敬亭山。”"We gaze at each other and never tire — only Jingting Mountain and I."

“相看两不厌，只有敬亭山。”

這樣的念了一句，他忽然動了登高望遠的心思。Having murmured this line to himself, he suddenly felt the urge to climb up high and gaze into the distance.立起了身，他就又回到官道上來了。Rising to his feet, he returned once more to the highway.走了半個鐘頭的樣子，他過了一條小橋，在橋頭樹林裡忽然發見了幾家泥牆的矮草舍。After walking for about half an hour, he crossed a small bridge, and among the trees at the bridgehead suddenly noticed a few low thatched huts with mud walls.草舍前空地上一隻在太陽裡躺著的白花犬，聽見了仲則的腳步聲，嗚嗚的叫了起來。A white spotted dog lying in the sun on the open ground before the huts heard Zhongze's footsteps and began to growl.半掩的一家草舍門口，有一個五六歲的小孩跑出來窺看他了。At the half-open door of one hut, a child of five or six ran out to peep at him.仲則因為將近山麓了，想問一聲上謝公山是如何走法的，所以就對那跑出來的小孩問了一聲。Since he was now near the foot of the mountain, Zhongze wanted to ask the way up Xiegong Mountain, and so he called out a question to the child who had run out.那小孩把小手指頭含在嘴裡，好像怕羞似的一語也不答又跑了進去。The child put a small finger in his mouth and, as if too shy to answer, ran back inside without a word.白花犬因為仲則站住不走了，所以叫得更加利害。Because Zhongze had stopped and would not go on, the white spotted dog barked all the more fiercely.過了一會，草舍門裡又走出了一個頭上包青布的老農婦來。After a while, an old farm woman with a length of blue cloth wrapped about her head came out of the hut.仲則作了笑容恭恭敬敬的問她說：Zhongze put on a smile and asked her most respectfully:

这样的念了一句，他忽然动了登高望远的心思。立起了身，他就又回到官道上来了。走了半个钟头的样子，他过了一条小桥，在桥头树林里忽然发见了几家泥墙的矮草舍。草舍前空地上一只在太阳里躺著的白花犬，听见了仲则的脚步声，呜呜的叫了起来。半掩的一家草舍门口，有一个五六岁的小孩跑出来窥看他了。仲则因为将近山麓了，想问一声上谢公山是如何走法的，所以就对那跑出来的小孩问了一声。那小孩把小手指头含在嘴里，好像怕羞似的一语也不答又跑了进去。白花犬因为仲则站住不走了，所以叫得更加利害。过了一会，草舍门里又走出了一个头上包青布的老农妇来。仲则作了笑容恭恭敬敬的问她说：

“老婆婆，你可知道前面的是謝公山不是？”"Old granny, do you know whether the mountain ahead is Xiegong Mountain?"

“老婆婆，你可知道前面的是谢公山不是？”

老婦搖搖頭說：The old woman shook her head and said:

老妇摇摇头说：

“前面的是龍山。”"The one ahead is Long Mountain."

“前面的是龙山。”

“那麼謝公山在哪裡呢？”"Then where is Xiegong Mountain?"

“那么谢公山在哪里呢？”

“不知道，龍山左面的是青山，還有三裡多路啦。”"I don't know. To the left of Long Mountain is Qing Mountain — still more than three li off."

“不知道，龙山左面的是青山，还有三里多路啦。”

“是青山麼？"Is it Qing Mountain?那山上有墳墓沒有？”Are there any graves on that mountain?"

“是青山么？那山上有坟墓没有？”

“墳墓怎麼會沒有！”"How could there not be graves!"

“坟墓怎么会没有！”

“是的，我問錯了，我要問的，是李太白的墳。”"Yes — I asked it wrong. What I meant to ask about is Li Taibai's grave."

“是的，我问错了，我要问的，是李太白的坟。”

“噢噢，李太白的墳麼，就在青山的半腳。”"Oh, oh, Li Taibai's grave — that's halfway up the foot of Qing Mountain."

“噢噢，李太白的坟么，就在青山的半脚。”

仲則聽了這話，喜歡得很，便告了謝，放輕腳步從一條狹小的歧路折向東南的謝公山去。Hearing this, Zhongze was overjoyed; he thanked her and, lightening his steps, turned off along a narrow side path toward Xiegong Mountain in the southeast.謝公山原來就是青山，鄉下老婦只曉得李太白的墳，卻不曉得青山一名謝公山，仲則一想，心裡覺得感激得很，恨不得想拜她一下。Xiegong Mountain, it turned out, was Qing Mountain itself; the old countrywoman knew only of Li Taibai's grave, and did not know that Qing Mountain was also called Xiegong Mountain. Thinking this over, Zhongze felt deeply grateful, and could almost have knelt down to her in thanks.他的很易激動的感情，幾乎又要使他下淚了。His all-too-easily-stirred feelings very nearly brought tears to his eyes again.他漸漸的前進，路也漸漸窄了起來，路兩旁的雜樹矮林，也一處一處的多起來了。He went on gradually, the path growing narrower and narrower, and the clumps of low mixed woods on either side becoming more and more frequent.又走了半個鐘頭的樣子，他走到青山腳下了。After walking for about another half hour, he arrived at the foot of Qing Mountain.在細草簇生的山坡斜路上，他遇見了兩個砍柴的小孩，唱著山歌，挑了兩肩短小的柴擔、鬥頭在走下山來。On the sloping path where fine grass grew in clumps, he met two woodcutting boys, singing mountain songs, who came walking down the mountain side by side, each shouldering a small load of firewood.他立住了腳，又恭恭敬敬的問說：He stopped in his tracks and again asked most respectfully:

仲则听了这话，喜欢得很，便告了谢，放轻脚步从一条狭小的歧路折向东南的谢公山去。谢公山原来就是青山，乡下老妇只晓得李太白的坟，却不晓得青山一名谢公山，仲则一想，心里觉得感激得很，恨不得想拜她一下。他的很易激动的感情，几乎又要使他下泪了。他渐渐的前进，路也渐渐窄了起来，路两旁的杂树矮林，也一处一处的多起来了。又走了半个钟头的样子，他走到青山脚下了。在细草簇生的山坡斜路上，他遇见了两个砍柴的小孩，唱著山歌，挑了两肩短小的柴担、斗头在走下山来。他立住了脚，又恭恭敬敬的问说：

“小兄弟，你們可知道李太白的墳是在哪裡的？”"Little brothers, do you know where Li Taibai's grave is?"

“小兄弟，你们可知道李太白的坟是在哪里的？”

兩小孩好像沒有聽見他的話，儘管在向前的沖來。The two boys seemed not to hear him at all, and kept rushing straight on.仲則讓在路旁，一面又放聲發問了一次。Zhongze stepped aside to let them pass, and called out his question once more, raising his voice.他們因為盡在唱歌，沒有注意到仲則，所以仲則第一次問的時候，他們簡直不知道路上有一個人在和他們鬥頭的走來，及走到了仲則的身邊，看他好像在發問的樣子，他們才歇了歌唱，忽而向仲則驚視了一眼。Because they were absorbed in singing, they had not noticed Zhongze at all, so that when he asked the first time they had simply no idea that someone was on the path walking straight toward them; only when they reached his side and saw that he seemed to be asking something did they break off their singing and glance at him with a start of surprise.聽了仲則的問話，前面的小孩把手向仲則的背後一指，好像求同意似的，回頭來向後面的小孩看著說：Hearing Zhongze's question, the boy in front pointed a hand back past Zhongze, and, as though seeking his companion's agreement, turned to look at the boy behind him and said:

两小孩好像没有听见他的话，尽管在向前的冲来。仲则让在路旁，一面又放声发问了一次。他们因为尽在唱歌，没有注意到仲则，所以仲则第一次问的时候，他们简直不知道路上有一个人在和他们斗头的走来，及走到了仲则的身边，看他好像在发问的样子，他们才歇了歌唱，忽而向仲则惊视了一眼。听了仲则的问话，前面的小孩把手向仲则的背后一指，好像求同意似的，回头来向后面的小孩看著说：

“李太白？"Li Taibai?是那一個墳吧？”It must be that one grave, right?"

“李太白？是那一个坟吧？”

後面的小孩也爭著以手指點說：The boy behind him also spoke up eagerly, pointing with his hand:

后面的小孩也争著以手指点说：

“是的，是那一個有一塊白石頭的墳。”"Yes, it's the one with a white stone."

“是的，是那一个有一块白石头的坟。”

仲則回轉了頭，向他們指著的方向一看，看見幾十步路外有一堆矮林，矮林邊上果然有一穴前面有一塊白石的低墳躺在那裡。Zhongze turned his head and looked in the direction they were pointing, and saw, some dozens of paces off, a clump of low woods; and there beside the woods, sure enough, lay a low grave with a white stone before it.

仲则回转了头，向他们指著的方向一看，看见几十步路外有一堆矮林，矮林边上果然有一穴前面有一块白石的低坟躺在那里。

“啊，這就是麼？”"Ah, is this it?"

“啊，这就是么？”

他的這歎聲裡，也有驚喜的意思，也有失望的意思，可以聽得出來。In this sighed exclamation one could hear both a note of startled joy and a note of disappointment.他走到了墳前，只看見了一個雜草生滿的荒塚。He walked up to the grave and saw only a desolate mound overgrown with weeds.並且背後的那兩小孩的歌聲，也已漸漸的幽了下去，忽然聽不見了，山間的沉默，馬上就擴大了開來，包壓在他的左右上下。And behind him the two boys' singing had gradually faded away until it could suddenly be heard no more; the silence of the mountains at once spread wide, pressing in upon him from every side.他為這沉默一壓，看看這一堆荒塚，又想到了這荒塚底下葬著的是一個他所心愛的薄命詩人，心裡的一種悲感，竟同江潮似的湧了起米。Weighed down by this silence, he looked at the desolate mound, and thinking that buried beneath it was a hapless poet he had so loved, felt a sorrow well up in his heart like a river tide surging.

他的这叹声里，也有惊喜的意思，也有失望的意思，可以听得出来。他走到了坟前，只看见了一个杂草生满的荒冢。并且背后的那两小孩的歌声，也已渐渐的幽了下去，忽然听不见了，山间的沉默，马上就扩大了开来，包压在他的左右上下。他为这沉默一压，看看这一堆荒冢，又想到了这荒冢底下葬著的是一个他所心爱的薄命诗人，心里的一种悲感，竟同江潮似的涌了起米。

“啊啊，李太白，李太白！”"Ah, ah, Li Taibai, Li Taibai!"

不知不覺的叫了一聲，他的眼淚也同他的聲音同時滾下來了。Before he knew it he had cried this out, and his tears rolled down in the very same instant as his voice.微風吹動了墓草，他的模糊的淚眼，好像看見李太白的墳墓在活起來的樣子。A light breeze stirred the grass on the grave, and to his tear-blurred eyes it seemed as though Li Taibai's tomb were coming alive.他向墳的周圍走了一圈，又回到墓門前來跪下了。He walked once around the grave, then came back before it and knelt down.

不知不觉的叫了一声，他的眼泪也同他的声音同时滚下来了。微风吹动了墓草，他的模糊的泪眼，好像看见李太白的坟墓在活起来的样子。他向坟的周围走了一圈，又回到墓门前来跪下了。

他默默的在墓前草上跪坐了好久。He knelt in silence on the grass before the grave for a long while.看看四圍的山間透明的空氣，想想詩人的寂寞的生涯，又回想到自家的現在被人家虐待的境遇，眼淚只是陸陸續續的流淌下來。Gazing at the clear, transparent air among the surrounding mountains, thinking of the poet's solitary life, and then recalling his own present plight of being mistreated by others, he found the tears still trickling down one after another.看看太陽已經低了下去。He looked up and saw that the sun had already sunk low.墳前的草影長起來了，他方把今天睡到了日中才起來，洗面之後跑出衙門，一直還沒有吃過食物的事情想了出來，這時候卻一忽兒的覺得饑餓起來了。The grass-shadows before the grave had lengthened, and only then did it come back to him that he had slept until noon that day, and after washing his face had rushed straight out of the yamen without having eaten anything since — and all at once a pang of hunger came over him.

他默默的在墓前草上跪坐了好久。看看四围的山间透明的空气，想想诗人的寂寞的生涯，又回想到自家的现在被人家虐待的境遇，眼泪只是陆陆续续的流淌下来。看看太阳已经低了下去。坟前的草影长起来了，他方把今天睡到了日中才起来，洗面之后跑出衙门，一直还没有吃过食物的事情想了出来，这时候却一忽儿的觉得饥饿起来了。

他挨了餓，慢慢的朝著了斜陽，走回來的時候，短促的秋日，已經變成了蒼茫的白夜。Enduring his hunger, he walked back slowly toward the slanting sun, and by the time he returned, the brief autumn day had already turned into a vast, hazy dusk.他一面賞玩著日暮的秋郊野景，一面一句一句的盡在那裡想詩。As he admired the autumn countryside in the fading light, he went on composing his poem, line by line, in his mind.敲開了城門，在燈火零星的街上，走回學使衙門去的時候，他的吊李太白的詩也想完成了。By the time the city gate had been opened for him and he was walking back to the Education Commissioner's yamen along streets scattered with lamplight, his poem mourning Li Taibai was also nearly finished.

他挨了饿，慢慢的朝著了斜阳，走回来的时候，短促的秋日，已经变成了苍茫的白夜。他一面赏玩著日暮的秋郊野景，一面一句一句的尽在那里想诗。敲开了城门，在灯火零星的街上，走回学使衙门去的时候，他的吊李太白的诗也想完成了。

束髮讀君詩，今來展君墓。Since I bound up my hair I have read your poems; now I come to unfold myself before your grave.

束发读君诗，今来展君墓。

清風江上灑然來，我欲因之寄微慕。A clear wind off the river comes blowing freely; by it I wish to send you my humble admiration.

清风江上洒然来，我欲因之寄微慕。

嗚呼，有才如君不免死，我固知君死非死，Alas, one of talent such as yours could not escape death — yet I know well enough that your death is no true death,

呜呼，有才如君不免死，我固知君死非死，

長星落地三千年，此是昆明劫灰耳。A great star fell to earth three thousand years past; this is but the leftover ash of the Kunming cataclysm.

长星落地三千年，此是昆明劫灰耳。

高冠岌岌佩陸離，縱橫學劍胸中奇，Your tall cap towering high, your gemmed sash gleaming bright; versed far and wide in swordsmanship, wonders filled your breast,

高冠岌岌佩陆离，纵横学剑胸中奇，

陶鎔屈宋入大雅，揮灑日月成瑰詞。You molded Qu Yuan and Song Yu into grandeur and elegance, and with a flourish turned sun and moon into marvelous verse.

陶镕屈宋入大雅，挥洒日月成瑰词。

當時有君無著處，即今遺躅猶相思。In your own time, gifted as you were, you had nowhere to place yourself; even now, before the traces you left, I still long for you.

当时有君无著处，即今遗躅犹相思。

醒時兀兀醉千首，應是鴻濛借君手，Sober, you sat lost in brooding thought; drunk, you tossed off a thousand verses — surely primal Chaos itself had borrowed your hand,

醒时兀兀醉千首，应是鸿蒙借君手，

乾坤無事入懷抱，只有求仙與飲酒。Heaven and earth, having nothing else to fill your heart, left you only the seeking of immortality and the drinking of wine.

干坤无事入怀抱，只有求仙与饮酒。

一生低首唯宣城，墓門正對青山青。In your whole life you bowed your head to none but the lord of Xuancheng; the gate of your grave faces straight toward the green of Qing Mountain.

一生低首唯宣城，墓门正对青山青。

風流輝映今猶昔，更有灞橋驢背客。Your romantic brilliance shines on, now as then; and there is still the traveler on a donkey's back at Ba Bridge.

风流辉映今犹昔，更有灞桥驴背客。

此間地下真可觀，怪底江山總生色。Truly the ground beneath this place is a marvel to behold; no wonder these rivers and mountains are forever full of splendor.

此间地下真可观，怪底江山总生色。

江山終古月明裡，醉魄沉沉呼不起，Through the ages the rivers and mountains lie bathed in bright moonlight; your drunken spirit sleeps so deep it cannot be called awake,

江山终古月明里，醉魄沉沉呼不起，

錦袍畫舫寂無人，隱隱歌聲繞江水，The brocade robe, the painted pleasure-boat — all silent now, no one there; yet faintly, faintly, a song still winds about the river's waters,

锦袍画舫寂无人，隐隐歌声绕江水，

殘膏剩粉灑六合，猶作人間萬餘子。The last of your splendor, scattered over all the world, still becomes, among men, more than ten thousand followers.

残膏剩粉洒六合，犹作人间万余子。

與君同時杜拾遺，窆石卻在瀟湘湄，Your contemporary Du Fu, the Reminder-in-Attendance — his burial stone lies instead by the banks of the Xiao and Xiang,

与君同时杜拾遗，窆石却在潇湘湄，

我昔南行曾訪之，衡雲慘慘通九疑，Once, traveling south, I visited it; the clouds over Mount Heng hung bleak and bare, reaching all the way to Mount Jiuyi,

我昔南行曾访之，衡云惨惨通九疑，

即論身後歸骨地，儼與詩境同分馳。Even speaking only of where their bones came to rest after death, it is as though their very poetic worlds ran on separate paths.

即论身后归骨地，俨与诗境同分驰。

終嫌此老太憤激，我所師者非公誰？Yet in the end I feel that old man was too given to bitter indignation — if not you, whom else should I take as my master?

终嫌此老太愤激，我所师者非公谁？

人生百年要行樂，一日千杯苦不足，In a hundred years of life one ought to seek pleasure; a thousand cups a day would still not be enough,

人生百年要行乐，一日千杯苦不足，

笑看樵牧語斜陽，死當埋我茲山麓。Laughing, I watch the woodcutters and herdboys talk on beneath the slanting sun — when I die, let me be buried at the foot of this very mountain.

笑看樵牧语斜阳，死当埋我兹山麓。

仲則走到學使衙門裡，只見正廳上燈燭輝煌，好像是在那裡張宴。When Zhongze reached the Education Commissioner's yamen, he saw the main hall ablaze with candlelight, as though a banquet were being held there.他因為人已疲倦極了，所以便悄悄的回到了他住的壽春園的西室。Being utterly worn out, he slipped quietly back to the west chamber of Shouchun Garden, where he lodged.命僕役搬了菜飯來，在燈下吃了一碗。He had the servant bring him some food, and ate a bowl of it by lamplight.洗完手面之後，他就想上床去睡，這時候稚存卻青了臉，張了鼻孔，作了悲寂的形容，走進他的房來了。After washing his hands and face, he was about to go to bed when Zhicun, his face pale, nostrils flaring, wearing a look of grief and desolation, came into his room.

仲则走到学使衙门里，只见正厅上灯烛辉煌，好像是在那里张宴。他因为人已疲倦极了，所以便悄悄的回到了他住的寿春园的西室。命仆役搬了菜饭来，在灯下吃了一碗。洗完手面之后，他就想上床去睡，这时候稚存却青了脸，张了鼻孔，作了悲寂的形容，走进他的房来了。

“仲則，你今天上什麼地方去了？”"Zhongze, where did you go today?"

“仲则，你今天上什么地方去了？”

“我倦極了，我上李太白的墳前去了一次。”"I'm utterly exhausted — I went once to Li Taibai's grave."

“我倦极了，我上李太白的坟前去了一次。”

“是謝公山麼？”"Was that at Xiegong Mountain?"

“是谢公山么？”

“是的，你的樣子何以這樣的枯寂，沒有一點兒生氣？”"Yes. Why do you look so withered and cheerless, without a trace of life in you?"

“是的，你的样子何以这样的枯寂，没有一点儿生气？”

“唉，仲則，我們沒有一點小名氣的人，簡直還是不出外面來的好。"Ah, Zhongze, people like us who haven't even a shred of a name are truly better off never going out into the world at all.啊啊，文人的卑污呀！”Ah, the baseness of men of letters!"

“唉，仲则，我们没有一点小名气的人，简直还是不出外面来的好。啊啊，文人的卑污呀！”

“是怎麼一回事？”"What happened?"

“是怎么一回事？”

“昨晚上我不是對你說過了麼？"Didn't I tell you about it last night?那大考據家的事情。”That business with the great textual scholar."

“昨晚上我不是对你说过了么？那大考据家的事情。”

“哦，原來是戴東原到了。”"Oh, so it's Dai Dongyuan who has arrived."

“哦，原来是戴东原到了。”

“仲則，我真佩服你昨晚上的議論。"Zhongze, I truly admire what you argued last night.戴大家這一回出京來，拿了許多名人的薦狀，本來是想到各處來弄幾個錢的。This time when Master Dai left the capital, he brought along many letters of recommendation from famous men, originally meaning to go about various places to make some money.今晚上竹君辦酒替他接風，他在席上聽了竹君誇獎你我的話，就冷笑了一臉說‘華而不實’。Tonight Zhujun held a dinner to welcome him, and at the table, when he heard Zhujun praising you and me, his whole face turned into a cold sneer and he said, 'All flower, no fruit.'仲則，叫我如何忍受下去呢！Zhongze, how could I bear to go on enduring this!這樣卑鄙的文人，這樣的只知排斥異己的文人，我真想和他拚一條命。”Such a base literary man, such a man who knows only how to exclude those who differ from him — I truly want to stake my life against his."

“仲则，我真佩服你昨晚上的议论。戴大家这一回出京来，拿了许多名人的荐状，本来是想到各处来弄几个钱的。今晚上竹君办酒替他接风，他在席上听了竹君夸奖你我的话，就冷笑了一脸说‘华而不实’。仲则，叫我如何忍受下去呢！这样卑鄙的文人，这样的只知排斥异己的文人，我真想和他拼一条命。”

“竹君對他這話，也不說什麼？”"Did Zhujun say nothing in response to those words of his?"

“竹君对他这话，也不说什么？”

“竹君自家也在著《十三經文字同異》，當然是與他志同道合的了。"Zhujun himself is compiling the Thirteen Classics: Textual Variants, so naturally he shares the same aims and views as him.並且在盛名的前頭，哪一個能不為所屈，啊啊，我恨不能變一個秦始皇，把這些卑鄙的偽儒，殺個乾淨！”And besides, before such great fame, who can help but be swayed by it? Ah, ah, how I wish I could become a Qin Shi Huang, and put every one of these base false Confucians to the sword!"

“竹君自家也在著《十三经文字同异》，当然是与他志同道合的了。并且在盛名的前头，哪一个能不为所屈，啊啊，我恨不能变一个秦始皇，把这些卑鄙的伪儒，杀个干净！”

“偽儒另外還講些什麼？”"What else did this false Confucian say?"

“伪儒另外还讲些什么？”

“他說你的詩他也見過，太少忠厚之氣，並且典故用錯的也著實不少。”"He said he has also seen your poems — that they have far too little of the spirit of loyalty and warmth, and that quite a few of the allusions are used wrongly besides."

“他说你的诗他也见过，太少忠厚之气，并且典故用错的也著实不少。”

“混蛋，這樣的胡說亂道，天下難道還有真是非麼？"The scoundrel! Talking such wild nonsense — is there even any true right and wrong left in this world?他住在什麼地方？Where is he staying?去去，我也去問他個明白。”I'll go, I'll go this instant and demand a clear answer from him."

“混蛋，这样的胡说乱道，天下难道还有真是非么？他住在什么地方？去去，我也去问他个明白。”

“仲則，且忍耐著吧，現在我們是鬧他不贏的。"Zhongze, bear with it for now — at present we cannot win against him by making a scene.如今世上盲人多，明眼人少，他們只有耳朵，沒有眼睛，看不出究竟誰清誰濁，只信名氣大的人，是好的，不錯的。In this world today there are many blind people and few clear-sighted ones; they have only ears and no eyes, and cannot tell who is pure and who is turbid — they only believe that whoever has great fame must be good, must be right.我們且待百年後的人來判斷吧！”Let us wait for the people of a hundred years hence to be the judges!"

“仲则，且忍耐著吧，现在我们是闹他不赢的。如今世上盲人多，明眼人少，他们只有耳朵，没有眼睛，看不出究竟谁清谁浊，只信名气大的人，是好的，不错的。我们且待百年后的人来判断吧！”

“但我終覺得忍耐不住，稚存，稚存。”"But in the end I feel I cannot bear it, Zhicun, Zhicun."

“但我终觉得忍耐不住，稚存，稚存。”

“…………”"…………"

“稚存，我我……"Zhicun, I, I……我想……I think……想回家去了。”I think I want to go home."

“…………”"…………"

“稚存，稚存，你……"Zhicun, Zhicun, you……你……You……你怎麼樣？”How are you?"

“稚存，稚存，你……你……你怎么样？”

“仲則，你有錢在身邊麼？”"Zhongze, do you have any money on you?"

“仲则，你有钱在身边么？”

“沒有了。”"None left."

“没有了。”

“我也沒有了。"I have none either.沒有川資，怎麼回去呢？Without traveling money, how could we go back?

“我也没有了。没有川资，怎么回去呢？

仲則的性格，本來是非常激烈的，對於戴東原的這辱駡自然是忍受不過去的，昨晚上和稚存兩人默默的在房間裡走來走去走了半夜，打算回常州去，又因為沒有路費，不能回去。Zhongze's temperament had always been an extremely fierce one, and naturally he could not bear this insult from Dai Dongyuan; last night he and Zhicun had paced back and forth in silence in their room for half the night, meaning to go back to Changzhou, yet because they had no traveling money, they could not go back.當半夜過了，學使衙門裡的人都睡著之後，仲則和稚存還是默默的背著了手在房裡走來走去的在走。After midnight had passed, once everyone in the Education Commissioner's yamen had fallen asleep, Zhongze and Zhicun were still pacing silently back and forth about the room, hands clasped behind their backs, walking on and on.稚存看看燈下的仲則的清瘦的影子，想叫他睡了，但是看看他的水汪汪的注視著地板的那雙眼睛，和他的全身在微顫著的憤激的身體，卻終說不出話來，所以稚存舉起頭來對仲則偷看了好幾眼，依舊把頭低下去了。Zhicun looked at Zhongze's thin, gaunt shadow under the lamp and wanted to tell him to go to sleep, but seeing those moist eyes of his fixed upon the floor, and his whole body trembling faintly with indignation, he found in the end he could not get the words out; so Zhicun would raise his head to steal several glances at Zhongze, and then lower it again as before.到了天將亮的時候，他們兩人的憤激已消散了好多，稚存就對仲則說：By the time the sky was about to grow light, the indignation of the two of them had already dispersed a great deal, and Zhicun said to Zhongze:

仲则的性格，本来是非常激烈的，对于戴东原的这辱骂自然是忍受不过去的，昨晚上和稚存两人默默的在房间里走来走去走了半夜，打算回常州去，又因为没有路费，不能回去。当半夜过了，学使衙门里的人都睡著之后，仲则和稚存还是默默的背著了手在房里走来走去的在走。稚存看看灯下的仲则的清瘦的影子，想叫他睡了，但是看看他的水汪汪的注视著地板的那双眼睛，和他的全身在微颤著的愤激的身体，却终说不出话来，所以稚存举起头来对仲则偷看了好几眼，依旧把头低下去了。到了天将亮的时候，他们两人的愤激已消散了好多，稚存就对仲则说：

“仲則，我們的真價，百年後總有知者，還是保重身體要緊。"Zhongze, our true worth will surely be recognized by someone a hundred years from now — what matters is taking care of your health.戴東原不是史官，他能改變百年後的歷史麼？Dai Dongyuan is no court historian — can he change the history of a hundred years hence?一時的勝利者未必是萬世的勝利者，我們還該自重些。”The victor of a moment need not be the victor of ten thousand generations; we ought still to hold ourselves in some self-respect."

“仲则，我们的真价，百年后总有知者，还是保重身体要紧。戴东原不是史官，他能改变百年后的历史么？一时的胜利者未必是万世的胜利者，我们还该自重些。”

仲則聽了這話，就舉起他的一雙水汪汪的眼睛，對稚存看了一眼，呆了一忽，他才對稚存說：Hearing this, Zhongze raised his moist eyes and glanced at Zhicun, and after staring blankly for a moment, he finally said to Zhicun:

仲则听了这话，就举起他的一双水汪汪的眼睛，对稚存看了一眼，呆了一忽，他才对稚存说：

“稚存，我頭痛得很。”"Zhicun, my head aches terribly."

“稚存，我头痛得很。”

這樣的講了一句，仍複默默的俯了首，走來走去走了一回，他又對稚存說：Having said this one sentence, he again lowered his head in silence and paced back and forth for a while more, then said to Zhicun again:

这样的讲了一句，仍复默默的俯了首，走来走去走了一回，他又对稚存说：

“稚存，我怕要病了。"Zhicun, I'm afraid I'm going to fall ill.我今天走了一天，身體已經疲倦極了，回來又被那偽儒這樣的辱駡一場，稚存，我若是死了，要你為我復仇的呀！”I have walked all day today, and my body is already utterly exhausted; and coming back I was insulted like this by that false Confucian besides. Zhicun, if I should die, you must avenge me!"

“稚存，我怕要病了。我今天走了一天，身体已经疲倦极了，回来又被那伪儒这样的辱骂一场，稚存，我若是死了，要你为我复仇的呀！”

“你又要說這些話了，我們以後還是務其大者遠者，不要在那些小節上消磨我們的志氣吧！"There you go saying such things again. From now on let us devote ourselves to what is great and far-reaching, and not wear away our resolve over such trifles!我現在覺得戴東原那樣的人，並不在我的眼中了。As for me, I now feel that a man like Dai Dongyuan is simply not worth a glance from me any longer.你且安睡吧。”Go and sleep in peace now."

“你又要说这些话了，我们以后还是务其大者远者，不要在那些小节上消磨我们的志气吧！我现在觉得戴东原那样的人，并不在我的眼中了。你且安睡吧。”

“你也去睡吧，時候已經不早了。”"You go and sleep too — it's already quite late."

“你也去睡吧，时候已经不早了。”

稚存去後，仲則一個人還在房裡俯了首走來走去的走了好久，後來他覺得實在是頭痛不過了，才上床去睡。After Zhicun had gone, Zhongze remained alone in the room, head bowed, pacing back and forth for a long while yet; only when he felt his headache had truly become unbearable did he go to bed to sleep.他從睡夢中哭醒來了好幾次，到第二天中午，稚存進他房去看他的時候，他身上發熱，兩頰維紅，盡在那裡講譫語。He woke weeping from his dreams several times, and by noon the next day, when Zhicun went into his room to see him, he was running a fever, his cheeks flushed crimson, and he was talking nothing but delirious raving.稚存到他床邊伸手到他頭上去一摸，他忽然坐了起來間稚存說：Zhicun went to his bedside and reached out to touch his forehead, whereupon he suddenly sat up and asked Zhicun:

稚存去后，仲则一个人还在房里俯了首走来走去的走了好久，后来他觉得实在是头痛不过了，才上床去睡。他从睡梦中哭醒来了好几次，到第二天中午，稚存进他房去看他的时候，他身上发热，两颊维红，尽在那里讲谵语。稚存到他床边伸手到他头上去一摸，他忽然坐了起来间稚存说：

“京師諸名太史說我的詩怎麼樣？”"What do all the famous Hanlin scholars in the capital say of my poems?"

“京师诸名太史说我的诗怎么样？”

稚存含了眼淚勉強笑著說：Zhicun, holding back tears, forced a smile and said:

稚存含了眼泪勉强笑著说：

“他們都在稱讚你，說你的才在漁洋之上。”"They are all praising you, saying your talent surpasses even Yuyang's."

“他们都在称赞你，说你的才在渔洋之上。”

“在漁洋之上？"Surpasses Yuyang's?呵呵，呵呵。”Ha ha, ha ha."

“在渔洋之上？呵呵，呵呵。”

稚存看了他這病狀，就止不住的流下眼淚來，本想去通知學使朱笥河，但因為怕與戴東原遇見，所以只好不去。Seeing him in this sick state, Zhicun could not stop the tears from falling; he had meant to go and inform the Education Commissioner Zhu Sihe, but fearing he might run into Dai Dongyuan, he could only give up going.稚存用了濕毛巾把他頭腦涼了一涼，他才睡了一忽。Zhicun used a damp towel to cool his head a little, and only then did he sleep for a short while.不上三十分鐘，他又坐起來問稚存說：In less than thirty minutes he sat up again and asked Zhicun:

稚存看了他这病状，就止不住的流下眼泪来，本想去通知学使朱笥河，但因为怕与戴东原遇见，所以只好不去。稚存用了湿毛巾把他头脑凉了一凉，他才睡了一忽。不上三十分钟，他又坐起来问稚存说：

“竹君，……"Zhujun,……竹君怎麼不來？Why doesn't Zhujun come?竹君怎麼這幾天沒有到我房裡來過？Why hasn't Zhujun been to my room these past few days?難道他果真信了他的話了麼？Could it be that he has truly believed those words of his?我要回去了，我要回去了，誰願意住在這裡！”I want to go home, I want to go home — who would want to stay on here!"

“竹君，……竹君怎么不来？竹君怎么这几天没有到我房里来过？难道他果真信了他的话了么？我要回去了，我要回去了，谁愿意住在这里！”

稚存聽了這話，也覺得這幾天竹君對他們確有些疏遠的樣子，他心裡雖則也感到了非常的悲憤，但對仲則卻只能裝著笑容說：Hearing this, Zhicun too felt that these past few days Zhujun had indeed seemed somewhat distant toward them, and though in his heart he likewise felt a great sorrow and indignation, toward Zhongze he could only put on a smile and say:

稚存听了这话，也觉得这几天竹君对他们确有些疏远的样子，他心里虽则也感到了非常的悲愤，但对仲则却只能装著笑容说：

“竹君剛才來過，他見你睡著在這裡，教我不要驚醒你來，就悄悄的出去了。”"Zhujun was just here a moment ago. Seeing you asleep, he told me not to wake you, and quietly went out again."

“竹君刚才来过，他见你睡著在这里，教我不要惊醒你来，就悄悄的出去了。”

“竹君來過了麼？"Zhujun was here?你怎麼不講，你怎麼不教他把那大盜趕出去？”Why didn't you tell me, why didn't you get him to drive that great thief away?"

“竹君来过了么？你怎么不讲，你怎么不教他把那大盗赶出去？”

稚存騙仲則睡著之後，自然也哭了一個爽快。After Zhicun had deceived Zhongze into sleeping again, he naturally had a good thorough cry of his own.夜陰侵入到仲則的房裡來的時候，稚存也在仲則的床沿上睡著了。By the time the shadows of night had crept into Zhongze's room, Zhicun too had fallen asleep at the edge of Zhongze's bed.

稚存骗仲则睡著之后，自然也哭了一个爽快。夜阴侵入到仲则的房里来的时候，稚存也在仲则的床沿上睡著了。

歲月遷移了。The months and years moved on.乾隆三十七年的新春帶了許多風霜雨雪到太平府城裡來，一直到了正月盡頭，天氣方才晴朗。The new spring of the thirty-seventh year of the Qianlong reign brought much wind and frost and rain and snow into the city of Taiping, and it was not until the very end of the first month that the weather at last turned clear.臥在學使衙門東北邊壽春園西室的病夫黃仲則，也同陰暗的天氣一樣，到了正月盡頭卻一天一天的強健了起來。Huang Zhongze, the sick man lying in the west chamber of Shouchun Garden northeast of the Education Commissioner's yamen, was, like the gloomy weather, growing stronger day by day by the time the first month drew to its end.本來是清瘦的他，遭了這一場傷寒重症，更清瘦得可憐，但稚存與他的友情，經了這一番患難，倒變得是一天濃厚似一天了。Having always been thin and gaunt, he had, after this severe bout of typhoid fever, grown pitifully thinner still; but the friendship between him and Zhicun, having gone through this ordeal together, had instead grown deeper with each passing day.他們二人各對各的天分，也更互相尊敬了起來，每天晚上，各講自家的抱負，總要講到三更過後才肯入睡，兩個靈魂，在這前後，差不多要化作成一個的樣子。The two of them came to hold each other's gifts in still greater mutual esteem; every evening they would each speak of their own aspirations, always talking on past the third watch before they were willing to sleep, and in this time their two souls seemed almost to have melted into one.

岁月迁移了。干隆三十七年的新春带了许多风霜雨雪到太平府城里来，一直到了正月尽头，天气方才晴朗。卧在学使衙门东北边寿春园西室的病夫黄仲则，也同阴暗的天气一样，到了正月尽头却一天一天的强健了起来。本来是清瘦的他，遭了这一场伤寒重症，更清瘦得可怜，但稚存与他的友情，经了这一番患难，倒变得是一天浓厚似一天了。他们二人各对各的天分，也更互相尊敬了起来，每天晚上，各讲自家的抱负，总要讲到三更过后才肯入睡，两个灵魂，在这前后，差不多要化作成一个的样子。

二月以後，天氣忽而變暖了。After the second month, the weather suddenly turned warm.仲則的病體也眼見得強壯了起來。Zhongze's sickly body could visibly be seen growing sturdier as well.到二月半，仲則已能起來往浮邱山下的廣福寺去燒香去了。By mid-second-month, Zhongze was already able to get up and go to burn incense at Guangfu Temple below Fuqiu Hill.

二月以后，天气忽而变暖了。仲则的病体也眼见得强壮了起来。到二月半，仲则已能起来往浮邱山下的广福寺去烧香去了。

他的孤傲多疑的性質，經了這一番大病，並沒有什麼改變。His proud, solitary, and suspicious nature had, after this great illness, undergone no change to speak of.他總覺得自從去年戴東原來了一次之後，朱竹君對他的態度，不如從前的誠懇了。He always felt that ever since Dai Dongyuan's visit the year before, Zhu Zhujun's manner toward him was no longer as sincere as it once had been.有一天日長的午後，他一個人在房裡翻開舊作的詩稿來看，卻又看見了去年初見朱竹君學使時候的一首《上朱笥河先生》的柏梁古體詩。One long afternoon, alone in his room, he was leafing through the drafts of his old poems when he came again upon a poem in the old Boliang verse form, "Presented to Mr. Zhu Sihe," written from the time he first met the Education Commissioner Zhu Zhujun the year before.他想想當時一見如舊的知遇，與現在的無聊的狀態一比，覺得人生事事，都無長局。Thinking back on the warmth of that first meeting, as if they were old friends, and comparing it with his present tedious state, he felt that in every affair of human life, nothing ever lasts long.拿起筆來他就又添寫了四首律詩到詩稿上去。Taking up his brush, he then added four more regulated-verse poems to the manuscript.

他的孤傲多疑的性质，经了这一番大病，并没有什么改变。他总觉得自从去年戴东原来了一次之后，朱竹君对他的态度，不如从前的诚恳了。有一天日长的午后，他一个人在房里翻开旧作的诗稿来看，却又看见了去年初见朱竹君学使时候的一首《上朱笥河先生》的柏梁古体诗。他想想当时一见如旧的知遇，与现在的无聊的状态一比，觉得人生事事，都无长局。拿起笔来他就又添写了四首律诗到诗稿上去。

抑情無計總飛揚，忽忽行迷坐若忘。I have no way to suppress my feelings — they always soar unchecked; in a daze I wander lost, and sit as if in a trance of forgetting.

抑情无计总飞扬，忽忽行迷坐若忘。

遁擬鑿坯因骨傲，吟還帶索為愁長。I think of boring through the wall to flee, for my very bones are too proud; I hum on with a rope for a belt, as my sorrows only lengthen.

遁拟凿坯因骨傲，吟还带索为愁长。

聽猿詎止三聲淚，繞指真成百煉鋼。Hearing the gibbons cry, how could my tears stop at just three cries? What once could wind soft round a finger has truly become steel forged a hundred times over.

听猿讵止三声泪，绕指真成百炼钢。

自傲一嘔休示客，恐將冰炭置人腸。My proud grief, once vented, I will not show to guests, for fear of setting ice and coals within others' hearts.

自傲一呕休示客，恐将冰炭置人肠。

歲歲吹簫江上城，西園桃梗托浮生。Year after year I play the flute in this river town; in the western garden, a peach-wood puppet, my whole life entrusted to drifting.

岁岁吹箫江上城，西园桃梗托浮生。

馬因識路真疲路，蟬到吞聲尚有聲。The horse, knowing the road too well, is truly wearied by that very road; the cicada, though it swallows its cry, still makes a sound.

马因识路真疲路，蝉到吞声尚有声。

長鋏依人遊未已，短衣射虎氣難平。With my long sword I still depend on others, my wanderings not yet done; in short garb I would shoot tigers, my spirit hard to still.

长铗依人游未已，短衣射虎气难平。

劇憐對酒聽歌夜，絕似中年以後情。How I pity these nights of facing wine and listening to songs — they feel exactly like the feelings of one long past his prime.

剧怜对酒听歌夜，绝似中年以后情。

鳶肩火色負輪囷，臣壯何曾不若人。Hawk-shouldered, fire-hued, I bear a talent coiled up like knotted wood; in my prime, was I ever inferior to other men?

鸢肩火色负轮囷，臣壮何曾不若人。

文倘有光真怪石，足如可析是勞薪。If my writing has any luster, it is truly like a marvelous stone; if my legs could be split for kindling, they'd be but worn-out cart-wood, fuel for labor.

文倘有光真怪石，足如可析是劳薪。

但工飲啖猶能活，尚有琴書且未貧。But so long as I am skilled at eating and drinking I can still live on; while I still have my lute and my books, I am not yet poor.

但工饮啖犹能活，尚有琴书且未贫。

芳草滿江容我采，此生端合附靈均。The fragrant grasses fill the river, allowing me to gather them — this life of mine is truly fit to follow after Ling Jun.

芳草满江容我采，此生端合附灵均。

似綺年華指一彈，世途惟覺醉鄉寬。My glorious youthful years pass with a snap of the fingers; on the road of the world I feel only the land of drunkenness is spacious.

似绮年华指一弹，世途惟觉醉乡宽。

三生難化心成石，九死空嘗膽作丸。Through three lifetimes it is hard to turn my heart to stone; through nine deaths, in vain have I tasted gall as if rolled into pills.

三生难化心成石，九死空尝胆作丸。

出郭病軀愁直視，登高短髮愧旁觀。Leaving the city walls, my sickly body dreads to look straight ahead; climbing the heights, my thinning hair shames me before onlookers.

出郭病躯愁直视，登高短发愧旁观。

升沉不用君平蔔，已辦秋江一鈞竿。For rise or fall I need not consult Junping's divination — I have already made ready an autumn river and a single fishing rod.

升沉不用君平卜，已办秋江一钧竿。

天上沒有半點浮雲，濃藍的天色受了陽光的蒸染，蒙上了一層淡紫的晴霞，千里的長江，映著幾點青螺，同逐夢似的流奔東去。In the sky there was not the faintest trace of drifting cloud; the deep blue of the heavens, steeped in sunlight, was overlaid with a film of pale violet fair-weather haze, and the thousand-mile Yangtze, mirroring a few flecks of jade-green hills, went rushing eastward as though chasing after a dream.長江腰際，青螺中一個最大的採石山前，太白樓開了八面高窗，倒影在江心牛渚中間；At the river's waist, before the largest of those jade-green hills, Mount Caishi, Taibai Tower had thrown open its eight tall windows, its reflection falling amid Niuzhu in the heart of the river;山水，樓閣，和樓閣中的人物，都是似醒似癡的在那裡點綴陽春的煙景，這是三月上巳的午後，正是安徽提督學政朱笥河公在太白樓大會賓客的一天。the hills and waters, the tower, and the figures within the tower, all seemed half awake and half entranced, adorning that misty scene of radiant spring — it was the afternoon of the Shangsi Festival in the third month, the very day on which Lord Zhu Sihe, Education Commissioner of Anhui, held a great gathering of guests at Taibai Tower.翠螺山的峰前峰後，都來往著與會的高賓，或站在三台閣上，在數水平線上的來帆，或散在牛渚磯頭，在尋前朝歷史上的遺跡。Before and behind the peaks of Cuiluo Hill, the distinguished guests attending the gathering came and went — some standing atop Santai Pavilion counting the sails coming in along the horizon, others scattered about the point of Niuzhu Shoal, seeking out the historical remains of dynasties past.從太平府到採石山，有二十裡的官路。From Taiping Prefecture to Mount Caishi there is a government road of twenty li.澄江門外的沙郊，平時不見有人行的野道上，今天熱鬧得差不多路空不過五步的樣子。On the sandy outskirts beyond Chengjiang Gate, on wild paths where at ordinary times scarcely a soul was to be seen, today it was so bustling that hardly five paces of open road remained.八府的書生，正來當塗應試，聽得學使朱公的雅興，都想來看看朱公藥籠裡的人才。Scholars from the eight prefectures, who had come to Dangtu for the examinations, having heard of Commissioner Zhu's refined taste for such gatherings, all wished to come and see for themselves the talents Lord Zhu kept ready in his medicine chest.所以江山好處，峨眉燃犀諸亭都為遊人佔領去了。And so every fine spot of river and hill — the Emei Pavilion, the Ranxi Pavilion, and all the rest — had been taken over entirely by sightseers.

天上没有半点浮云，浓蓝的天色受了阳光的蒸染，蒙上了一层淡紫的晴霞，千里的长江，映著几点青螺，同逐梦似的流奔东去。长江腰际，青螺中一个最大的采石山前，太白楼开了八面高窗，倒影在江心牛渚中间；山水，楼阁，和楼阁中的人物，都是似醒似痴的在那里点缀阳春的烟景，这是三月上巳的午后，正是安徽提督学政朱笥河公在太白楼大会宾客的一天。翠螺山的峰前峰后，都来往著与会的高宾，或站在三台阁上，在数水平线上的来帆，或散在牛渚矶头，在寻前朝历史上的遗迹。从太平府到采石山，有二十里的官路。澄江门外的沙郊，平时不见有人行的野道上，今天热闹得差不多路空不过五步的样子。八府的书生，正来当涂应试，听得学使朱公的雅兴，都想来看看朱公药笼里的人才。所以江山好处，峨眉燃犀诸亭都为游人占领去了。

黃仲則當這青黃互競的時候，也不改他常時的態度。Amid this riot of green and gold, Huang Zhongze did not depart from his usual manner in the least.本來是纖長清瘦的他，又加以久病之餘，穿了一件白夾春衫，立在人叢中間，好像是怕被風吹去的樣子。Slender and gaunt by nature to begin with, and further weakened by his long illness, he stood in the midst of the crowd wearing a white lined spring gown, looking as though he were afraid of being blown away by the wind.清臒的頰上，兩點紅暈，大約是薄醉的風情。On his thin, wasted cheeks, two spots of red bloomed — the look, most likely, of a man slightly tipsy with wine.立在他右邊的一個肥矮的少年，同他在那裡看對岸的青山的，是他的同鄉同學的洪稚存。Standing at his right, a short, plump young man who was gazing with him at the green hills on the opposite bank, was his fellow townsman and schoolmate, Hong Zhicun.他們兩人在採石山上下走了一轉回到太白樓的時候，柔和肥胖的朱笥河笑問他們說：When the two of them had made a circuit up and down Mount Caishi and returned to Taibai Tower, the gentle, portly Zhu Sihe asked them with a smile:

黄仲则当这青黄互竞的时候，也不改他常时的态度。本来是纤长清瘦的他，又加以久病之余，穿了一件白夹春衫，立在人丛中间，好像是怕被风吹去的样子。清臒的颊上，两点红晕，大约是薄醉的风情。立在他右边的一个肥矮的少年，同他在那里看对岸的青山的，是他的同乡同学的洪稚存。他们两人在采石山上下走了一转回到太白楼的时候，柔和肥胖的朱笥河笑问他们说：

“你們的詩做好了沒有？”"Have the two of you finished composing your poems yet?"

“你们的诗做好了没有？”

洪稚存含著了微笑搖頭說：Hong Zhicun, with a faint smile, shook his head and said:

洪稚存含著了微笑摇头说：

“我是閉門覓句的陳無己。”"I am a Chen Wuji, hunting for lines behind closed doors."

“我是闭门觅句的陈无己。”

萬事不肯讓人的黃仲則，就搶著笑說：Huang Zhongze, who would yield to no one in anything, quickly cut in with a smile:

万事不肯让人的黄仲则，就抢著笑说：

“我卻做好了。”"I, however, have already finished mine."

“我却做好了。”

朱笥河看了他這一種少年好勝的形狀，就笑著說：Seeing this youthful, eager-to-win manner of his, Zhu Sihe said with a smile:

朱笥河看了他这一种少年好胜的形状，就笑著说：

“你若是做了這樣快，我就替你磨墨，你寫出來吧。”"If you finished it so quickly, then I shall grind the ink for you myself — go on and write it out."

“你若是做了这样快，我就替你磨墨，你写出来吧。”

黃仲則本來是和朱笥河說說笑話的，但等得朱笥河把墨磨好，橫軸攤開來的時候，他也不得不寫了。Huang Zhongze had really only been joking with Zhu Sihe, but by the time Zhu Sihe had finished grinding the ink and had spread out the horizontal scroll, he found he had no choice but to write.他拿起筆來，往墨池裡掃了幾掃，就模模糊糊的寫了下去：He picked up his brush, swept it a few times through the inkstone's well, and then, in a half-blurred hand, began to write:

黄仲则本来是和朱笥河说说笑话的，但等得朱笥河把墨磨好，横轴摊开来的时候，他也不得不写了。他拿起笔来，往墨池里扫了几扫，就模模糊糊的写了下去：

紅霞一片海上來，照我樓上華筵開！A sheet of red cloud rises up from the sea, lighting the splendid feast spread out upon my tower!

红霞一片海上来，照我楼上华筵开！

傾觴綠酒忽複盡，樓中謫仙安在哉！Tilting the cup, the green wine is once again all gone — where now is the banished immortal of the tower!

倾觞绿酒忽复尽，楼中谪仙安在哉！

謫仙之樓樓百尺，笥河夫子文章伯，The banished immortal's tower stands a hundred feet tall; Master Sihe, foremost among men of letters,

谪仙之楼楼百尺，笥河夫子文章伯，

風流仿佛樓中人，千一百年來此客。his romantic bearing much like the man of the tower — eleven hundred years on, he too comes here as a guest.

风流仿佛楼中人，千一百年来此客。

是日江上彤雲開，天門淡掃雙蛾眉，That day the crimson clouds over the river parted, Tianmen lightly traced like a pair of moth-brows,

是日江上彤云开，天门淡扫双蛾眉，

江從慈母磯邊轉，潮到燃犀亭下回，the river bends round past Cimu Rock, the tide turns back below Ranxi Pavilion,

江从慈母矶边转，潮到燃犀亭下回，

青山對面客起舞，彼此青蓮一杯土。facing the green hills the guests rise up to dance — each of them, like Qinglian, in the end but a mound of earth.

青山对面客起舞，彼此青莲一杯土。

若論七尺歸蓬蒿，此樓作客山是主。Speaking of this seven-foot frame's return to the weeds, this tower is but a guest and the mountain the host;

若论七尺归蓬蒿，此楼作客山是主。

若論醉月來江濱，此樓作主山作賓。speaking of coming drunk beneath the moon to this riverside, this tower is the host and the mountain the guest.

若论醉月来江滨，此楼作主山作宾。

長星動搖若無色，未必常作人間魄，The long comet flickers as though without color — it need not forever remain a soul of this world,

长星动摇若无色，未必常作人间魄，

身後蒼涼盡如此，俯仰悲歌亦徒爾！after death all is desolate just the same — to look about and sing songs of sorrow is likewise in vain!

身后苍凉尽如此，俯仰悲歌亦徒尔！

杯底空余今古愁，眼前忽盡東南美，At the bottom of the cup lingers only the sorrow of past and present; before my eyes there suddenly appears all the beauty of the southeast,

杯底空余今古愁，眼前忽尽东南美，

高會題詩最上頭，姓名未死重山丘，at this grand gathering I inscribe a poem at the very summit — my name, not yet dead, outweighs the very hills,

高会题诗最上头，姓名未死重山丘，

請將詩卷擲江水，定不與江東向流。pray take this scroll of poems and cast it into the river's waters — surely it will not flow eastward with the current.

请将诗卷掷江水，定不与江东向流。

不多幾日，這一首太白樓會宴的名詩，就喧傳在長江兩岸的士女的口上了。Not many days later, this famous poem composed at the banquet at Taibai Tower was already being recited on the lips of gentlemen and ladies along both banks of the Yangtze.

不多几日，这一首太白楼会宴的名诗，就喧传在长江两岸的士女的口上了。

一九二二年十一月二十日午前Morning, November 20, 1922