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  我若为王
  聂绀弩
  在电影刊物上看见一个影片的名字:《我若为王》(1)。从这影片的名字,我想到和影片毫无关系的另外的事(2)。我想,自己如果作了王,这世界会成为一种怎样的光景呢?这自然是一种完全可笑的幻想,我根本不想作王(3),也根本看不起王,王是什么东西呢?难道我脑中还有如此封建的残物么?而且真想作王的人,他将用他的手去打天下,决不会放在口里说的。但是假定又假定,我若为王,这个世界会成为一种怎样的光景?
  我若为王,自然我的妻就是王后了。我的妻的德性,我不怀疑,为王后只会有余的。但纵然没有任何德性,纵然不过是个娼妓,那时候,她也仍旧是王后。一个王后是如何地尊贵呀,会如何地被人们像捧着天上的星星一样捧来捧去呀,假如我能够想像,那一定是一件有趣的事情。
  我若为王,我的儿子,假如我有儿子,就是太子或王子了。我并不以为我的儿子会是一无所知,一无所能的白痴(4),但纵然是一无所知一无所能的白痴,也仍旧是太子或王子。一个太子或王子中如何地尊贵呀,会如何被人们像捧天上的星星一样地捧来捧去呀。假如我能想像,倒是件不是没有趣味的事。
  我若为王,我的女儿就是公主,我的亲眷都是皇亲国戚。无论他们怎样丑陋,怎样顽劣,怎样……(5)也会被人们像捧天上的星星一样地捧来捧去,因为她们是贵人。
  我若为王,我的姓名就会改作:“万岁”,我的每一句话都成为:“圣旨”。我的意欲,我的贪念,乃至每一个幻想,都可竭尽全体臣民的力量去实现,即使是无法实现的。我将没有任何过失,因为没有人敢说它是过失;我将没有任何罪行,因为没有人敢说它是罪行。没有人敢呵斥我,指摘我,除非把我从王位上赶下来。但是赶下来,就是我不为王了。我将看见所有的人们在我面前低头,鞠躬,匍匐(6),连同我的尊长,我的师友,和从前曾在我面前昂头阔步耀武扬威的人们。我将看不见一个人的脸,所看见的只是他们的头顶或帽盔。或者所能看见的脸都是谄媚的,乞求的,快乐的时候不敢笑,不快乐的时候不敢不笑,悲戚的时候不敢哭,不悲戚的时候不敢不哭脸。我将听不见人们的真正的声音,所能听见的都是低微的,柔婉的,畏葸(7)的和娇痴的,唱小旦的声音:“万岁,万岁!万万岁!”这是他们的全部语言。“有道明君!伟大的主上啊!”这就是那语言的全部内容。没有在我之上的人了,没有和我同等的人了,我甚至会感到单调,寂寞和孤独。
  为什么人们要这样呢?为什么要捧我的妻,捧我的儿女和亲眷呢?因为我是王,是他们的主子,我将恍然大悟:我生活在这些奴才们中间,连我所敬畏的尊长和师友也无一不是奴才,而我自己不过是一个奴才的首领。
  我是民国的国民,民国国民的思想和生活习惯使我深深地憎恶一切奴才或奴才相(8),连同敬畏的尊长和师友们。请科学家们不要见笑,我以为世界之所以还有待于改进者(9),全因为有这些奴才的缘故。生活在奴才们中间,作奴才们的首领,我将引为生平的最大耻辱,最大的悲哀。我将变成一个暴君,或者反而是明君;我将把我的臣民一齐杀死,连同尊长和师友,不准一奴种留在人间。我将没有一个臣民,我将不再是奴才们的君主。
  我若为王,将终于不能为王(10),却也真地为古今中外最大的王了。“万岁,万岁,万万岁!”我将和全世界的真的人们一同三呼。
  If I Were King
  Nie Gannu
  Recently in a movie magazine I came across the title of a film: If I Were King. It has put me in mine of something entirely foreign to film in question. I wonder what would become of this world if I myself were king. This is of course a ridiculous fancy, for being a king is the last thing I aspire to and also a thing I utterly despise. What the hell is a king? How can I still be so feudalistic in my mind? Moreover, if one is really bent on being a king, he will try to carry out his design by deeds instead of by words. But, to put it hypothetically, suppose I were king, what would this world look like?
  If I were king, my wife would of course be queen. With all her moral excellence, of which I make no doubt, she would be more than qualified for being a queen. But even if she had no virtue to speak of, or were just a whore, she would be queen all the same. Imagine how noble and dignified a queen would be and how people would keep lauding her to the skies like mad! It is indeed great fun for me to visualize all of this.
  If I were king, my son, if any, would be crown prince or prince. I don’t think my son will be ignorant or worthless in every way like an idiot. But, even if that were not the case, he would still be crown prince or prince. Imagine how noble and dignified a crown prince or prince would be and how people would keep lauding him to the skies like mad! It is indeed great fun for me to visualize all of this.
  If I were the king, my daughters would be princess, and my relatives by marriage would all become members of the royal family. No matter how ugly or perverse or whatnot they were, people would keep lauding them to the skies like mad just the same because they were dignitaries.
  If I were king, I would be addressed as “Your Majesty” and every word of mine would become a “royal edict”. All my subjects would leave no stone unturned to carry out every will, every avaricious desire and even every whim of mine, even though they were all beyond the possible. I would do no wrong simply because no one dared to call it a wrong. I would commit no crime simply because no one dared to call it a crime. No one would dare to berate or find fault with me unless I was removed from the throne, which meant that I was no longer the king. I would see all people hang their heads, bow low or prostrate themselves at my feet, including my respected elders, teachers, friends and even those who had used to swagger arrogantly in front of me. I could see none of their faces; all I could see were the tops of their heads or hats or helmets on their heads. The only faces I could see would be ingratiating or supplicating – faces that dared not smile to express joy; faces that dared not refrain from a forced smile when there was no joy at all to justify a smile; faces that dared not cry to express sorrow; faced that dared not refrain from a feigned cry when there was no sorrow to justify a cry. I could hear no true voices of my people. All I could hear would be the feeble, soft, timid and affected voice, like that of a female Peking opera singer, chanting, “Long live the King!” that would be their language in toto. “Great is the King, our enlightened lord!” That would be the sole content of their language. There would be no one above me or on an equal footing with me. I would even feel bored, lonely and isolated.
  Why would people behave like that? Why would they flatter my wife, my children and my relatives? Because I was king, their master. It would suddenly dawn on me that living among these flunkeys, including my esteemed elders, teachers and friends, I myself, too, was nothing but a mere head flunkey.
  I am the citizen of the Republic. Being accustomed to the mode of thinking and living of a republican citizen, I would deeply abhor all servility and flunkeys, including my esteemed elders, teachers and friends. Dear scientists, please don’t laugh at me. Methinks the world is very much in need of reform simply because of the presence of these flunkeys, I would regard it as the deepest disgrace and sorrow of my life to live among the flunkeys and become their chief. I would rather become a tyrant or an enlightened king so that I could kill off all my subjects, among them my respected elders, teachers and friends, and have the flunkey species exterminated once for all. Then, with all my subjects gone, I would no longer be the king of flunkeys.
  If I were king and ultimately ended up becoming no king at all, I would indeed be the greatest king that had ever breathed since time immemorial. I would join true people all the world over in giving three cheers for myself.
  注释:
  《我若为王》是中国现代杰出杂文家聂绀弩(1903-1986)写于1941年的一篇杂文,文字通俗易懂,内容讽刺辛辣,流露了对专制统治者和奴才的蔑视。
  (1)“我若为王”译为If I Were King,其中King的前面省略了冠词a 。在职位、头衔、等级等的名词前面大多不用冠词a 或an。
  (2)“和影片毫无关系的另外的事”译为something entirely foreign to the film in question ,其中foreign to为成语,作having no relation to 或unconnected with解。又in question 是添加成分,作being talked about(正在讨论的)解。
  (3)“我根本不想为王”译为being a king is the last thing I aspire to,其中last 一词作least likely 或most unlikely(最不可能的)解。
  (4)“一无所知,一无所能的白痴”译为ignorant or worthless in every way like an idiot,其中in every way作“完全”或“彻头彻尾”解。
  (5)“无论他们怎样丑陋,怎样顽劣,怎样……”中的最后一个“怎样”意即“诸如此类的事”或“等等”,现译为or whatnot。英语whatnot作other such things解,为what may not say? 的省略。
  (6)“匍匐”在此指俯伏或拜倒动作(表示顺从),现译为prostrate。
  (7)“畏葸”做“胆怯”解,现译为timid。
  (8)“奴才相”译为servility。英语servility意即slavishness或slave-like deference。
  (9)“我以为世界之所以还有待于改进者”译为Methinks the world is very much in need of reform,其中Methinks等于I think或It seems to be,为无人称动词,本为古体词,现常作诙谐打趣用语。
  (10)“我若为王,将终于不能为王”译为If I were king and ultimately ended up becoming no king at all,其中ended up是成语,作“告终”解。例如:He never dreamed that he would end up owning such a big fortune.
  清 贫
  方志敏
  我从事革命斗争,已经十余年了。在长期的奋斗中,我一向是过着朴素的生活,从没有奢侈过。经手的款项,总在数百万元;但为革命而筹集的金钱,是一点一滴地用之于革命事业。这在国民党的伟人们(1)看来,颇似奇迹,或认为夸张;而矜持不苟,舍己为公,却是每个共产党员具备的美德。所以,如果有人问身边有没有一些积蓄,那我可以告诉你一桩趣事(2):
  就在我被俘的那一天——一个最不幸的日子,有两个国民党的兵士,在树林中发现了我,而且猜到我是什么人的时候,他们满肚子热望在我身上搜出一千或八百大洋(3),或者搜出一些金镯金戒指一类的东西,发个意外之财(4)。那知道从我上身摸到下身,从袄领捏到袜底,除了一只时表和一枝自来水笔之外,一个铜板都没有搜出。他们于是激怒起来了,猜疑我是把钱藏在那里,不肯拿出来。他们之中有一个左手拿着一个木柄榴弹,右手拉出榴弹中的引线(5),双脚拉开一步,作出要抛掷的姿势,用凶恶的眼光钉住我,威吓地吼道:
  “赶快将钱拿出来,不然就是一炸弹,把你炸死去!(6)”
  “哼!不要作出那难看的样子来吧!我确实一个铜板都没有存;想从我这里发洋财,是想错了(7)。”我微笑着淡淡地说。
  “你骗谁!(8)像你当大官的人会没有钱!(9)”拿榴弹的兵士坚不相信。
  “决不会没有钱的(10),一定是藏在那里,我是老出门的(11),骗不得我。”另一个兵士一面说,一面弓着背重来一次将我的衣角裤裆过细的捏,总企望着有新的发现。
  “你们要相信我的话,不要瞎忙吧(12)!我不比你们国民党当官的,个个都有钱,我今天确实是一个铜板也没有,我们革命不是为着发财啦!”我再向他们解释。
  等他们确知在我身上搜不出什么的时候,也就停手不搜了;又在我藏躲地方的周围,低头注目搜寻了一番,也毫无所得,他们是多么地失望呵!那个持弹欲放地兵士,也将拉着的引线,仍旧塞进榴弹的木柄里,转过来抢夺我的表和水笔。后彼此说定表和笔卖出钱来平分,才算无话。他们用怀疑而又惊异的目光,对我自上而下地望了几遍,就同声命令地说:“走吧!”
  是不是还要问问我家里有没有一些财产?请等一下,让我想一想,啊,记起来了,有的有的,但不算多。去年暑天我穿的几套旧的汗褂裤,与几双缝上底的线袜,已交给我的妻放在深山坞里保藏着——怕国民党军进攻时,被人抢了去,准备今年暑天拿出来再穿;那些就算是我唯一的财产了。但我说出那几件“传世宝”来,岂不要叫那些富翁们齿冷三天?(13)!
  清贫,洁白朴素的生活,正是人们革命者能够战胜许多困难的地方!
  Honest Poverty
  Fang Zhimin
  I have been engaged in the revolutionary struggle for more than a decade. During these long militant years, I have lived a plain life with no luxuries to speak of. Millions of dollars passed through my hands, but I always saw to it that every singly cent of the money raised for the revolution was spent for no other purposes. This may sound like a miracle or an exaggeration to Kuomintang VIPs. Self-discipline and self-sacrifice, however, are the virtue characteristic of a communist. Therefore, should anyone inquire of me about my personal savings, let him read the following amusing episode:
  On the day of my capture—a most inauspicious day it was—two Kuomintang soldiers discovered me in a wood. Sizing me up, they thought they had come upon a windfall and started making a frantic body search, hopefully to find on me hundred of silvers dollars or some jewellery like gold bracelets or rings. They frisked me from top to toe and passed their hands over everything on me from the collar of my jacket to the soles of my socks, but, contrary to their expectation, they found nothing at all, not even a single copper, except a watch and a fountain pen. They were exasperated, suspecting that I had my money hidden somewhere and refused to give it up. One of the two men had in his left hand a wooden-handled grenade. He pulled out the cord from inside the wooden handled and moved his legs one step apart as if he was about to throw the grenade. Glowering at me ferociously, he threatened loudly,
  “Out with your money quick, or you die!”
  “Hey!” I said drily with a faint smile. “Don’t you put on such nasty airs! True I haven’t got a single copper with me. You’re barking up wrong tree to seek a fortune from me.”
  “Shit! Nobody can ever believe a big shot like you ain’t got no money!” the soldier with the grenade remained wholly in credulous.
  “No money?” the other soldier joined in. “Impossible! It must be hidden somewhere. No fooling an old hand like me.” Meanwhile, he bent low to pass his hand again meticulously over every nook and corner of my clothes and the crotch of my trousers, still holding out high hopes of making a new discovery.
  “You should believe me and stop messing around!” I explained again. “Unlike your Kuomintang officials who’re rolling in money, I’m really penniless. We join the revolution not for personal gain.”
  Finally, when they knew for certain that there was no money on me, they gave up the body search. Nevertheless, they lowered their heads to scan here and there the place where I had hidden myself, but again in vain. How frustrated they must have felt! The soldier holding grenade pushed the cord back into its wooden handle, and turned round to scramble for my watch and fountain pen. The two men, however, settled their dispute by agreeing to divide the money equally between them after selling the spoils. They eyed me up and down with suspicion and amazement before barking out in chorus,” come along!”
  Dear readers, maybe you wish to know if I have any private property at home. Just a minute! Let me see… Ah, here it is, but nothing much though. I have left with my wife for safekeeping a few changes of used underwear and a few pairs of socks with mended soles, all of which I used to wear last summer. She has now put them away in a remote mountain valley to prevent them from being stolen in case of Kuomintang attack, so that I may wear them again this summer. These are all the property I have to my name. But wouldn’t the declaration of my “family treasures” make myself an object of lively ridicule to the rich?
  To remain honest though poor, to live a clean and simple life—that is what we revolutionaries count on to overcome innumerable difficulties!
  注释:
  《清贫》是方志敏烈士1935年英勇就义前在江西国民党监狱中写下的不朽散文。
  (1)“国民党伟人们”指“国民党要人们”,故译为Kuomintang VIPs。
  (2)“一桩趣事”可译为amusing event, occurrence、episode等,但以episode 较为合适,因为它指一系列事件中的一件。
  (3)“一千或八百大洋”中“大洋”指“银元”故译为silver dollars。
  (4)“发个意外之财”译为had come upon a windfall,其中windfall本指a piece of fruit blown off a tree by the wind,现指a piece of unexpected fortune。
  (5)“拉出榴弹中的引线”中的“引线”不是“引信”(fuse),故译为cord。
  (6)“不然就是一炸弹,把你炸死去”本可按字面直译为or the bomb finishes you off,现译为or you die,简洁明白,较口语化。又动词die用作现在不定式,不用将来式will die,是为了表达一种必然将发生的事(a certainty)。
  (7)“想从我这里发财,是想错了”译为You’re barking up the wrong tree to seek a fortune from me,其中to bark up the wrong tree是常见于口语的习语,意即“找错地方”或“找错人”。
  (8)“你骗谁”是粗话,相当于“胡说”,不宜直译,现译为Shit。
  (9)“像你当大官的人会没有钱”译为A big shot like you ain’t got no money?,其中ain’t等于hasn’t,常见于口语。又译句中用两个否定(double negative)表达一个否定,为文化低的人所用的不规范英语。
  (10)“决不会没有钱的”是恶狠狠的话,不宜直译,现根据人物对话情景译为No money? Impossible,取其神似。
  (11)“老出门的”意即“老手”,故译为an old hand。
  (12)“不要瞎忙吧”意即“别胡闹”,可译为don’t act or speak stupidly,但欠口语化,现译为stop messing around或stop mucking around。
  (13)“叫那些富翁们齿冷三天”意即“被那些有钱人尽情嘲笑”,现译为make myself an object of lively ridicule to the rich。
  离 别(1)
  郑振铎
  别了,我爱的中国,我全心爱着的中国,当我倚在高高的船栏上,见着船渐渐的离岸了(2),船与岸间的水面渐渐的阔了(3),见着了许多亲友挥着白巾,挥着帽子,挥着手,说着Adieu, adieu!听着鞭炮劈劈拍拍的响着,水兵们高呼着向岸上的同伴告别时,我的眼眶是润湿了,我自知我的泪点已经滴在眼镜面了,镜面是模糊了,我有一种说不出的感动!
  船慢慢的向前驶着,沿途见了停着的好几只灰色的白色的军舰。不,那不是悬着我们国旗的,它们的旗帜是“红日(4)”,是“蓝白红(5)”,是“红蓝条交叉着”的联合旗(6),是有“星点红条”的旗(7)!
  两岸是黄土和青草,再过去是两条的青痕,再过去是地平线上的几座小岛山,海水满盈盈的照在夕阳之下,浪涛如顽皮的小童似的踊跃不定。水面上现出一片的金光。
  别了,我爱的中国,我全心爱着的中国!
  我不忍离了中国而去(8),更不忍在这大时代中放弃每人应做的工作而去(9),抛弃了许多亲爱的勇士在后面,他们是正用他们的血建造着新的中国,正在以纯挚的热诚,争斗着,奋击着。我这样不负责任的离开了中国,我真是一个罪人!
  然而我终将在这大时代中工作着的,我终将为中国而努力,而呈献了我的身,我的心;我别了中国,为的是求更好的经验,求更好的奋斗工具。暂别了,暂别了(10),在各方面争斗着的勇士们,我不久即将以更勇猛的力量加入你们当中了。
  当我归来时,我希望这些悬着“红日”的,“蓝白红”的,有“星点红条”的,“红蓝条交叉着”的一切旗帜的白色灰色的军舰都已不见了(11),代替它们的是我们的可喜爱的悬着我们的旗帜的伟大的舰队。
  如果它们那时还没有退去中国海(12),还没有为我们所消灭,那末,来,勇士们,我将加入你们的队中,以更勇猛的力量,去压迫它们,去毁灭它们!
  这是我的誓言!
  别了,我爱的中国,我全心爱着的中国!
  Parting Sorrows
  Zheng Zhenduo
  Farewell, China, my beloved homeland! Leaning over the high railing, I watched the ship tearing itself away slowly from the shore, leaving a widening expanse of water in between. Many relatives and friends of mine were waving their hats and white handkerchiefs amidst shouts of “Adieu,adieu!” firecrackers were crackling and apluttering, and sailors shouting goodbye to their buddies on the shore. I was seized with violent emotion, tears welling up in my eyes and blurring my eyeglasses.
  While the ship was steering ahead slowly, I saw on the way many warships in gray or white lying at anchor and fly flags other than our national ones. They were flying the red sun, the tricolour, the union jack or the stars and stripes.
  The banks with their yellowish soil and green grass receded into two greenish strips until they became some mere islets on the horizon. The waters of the sea glistened under the setting sun and kept leaping like romping urchins. The water surface was a vast expanse of gold.
  Farwell, China, my beloved homeland!
  I cannot find it in my heart to leave China, much less during these stormy times when I have to abandon my bounden duty and leave behind so many dear brave fighters—men who are building a new China with their own blood and struggling and battling in all earnest. To quit China at this moment means to dodge my responsibility, and that makes me feel very guilty indeed!
  Nevertheless, I shall eventually answer the call of the times and devote myself heart and soul to my motherland. I am parting from China acquire more experience and search for better ways of struggle. Dear brave fighters of every field, I shall be separated from you only for the present and will soon return to join your ranks with redoubled strength.
  On my return, I hope, I shall see no more gray or white warships plying our territorial waters with flags of the red sun, the tricolour, the union jack or the stars and stripes. I hope I shall see instead our lovely great fleet flying our national colours.
  Dear brave fighters, if the foreign warships by that time still hang on their presence in our territorial waters, I will join you to do my bit in getting rid of them.
  That is my pledge!
  Farewell, China, my beloved homeland!
  注释:
  郑振铎(1898-1958)是我国现代作家,学者。他于1927年8月乘船远离祖国,前往法国巴黎和英国伦敦游学,1929年10月归国。《离别》一文写于这一时期,内分三部分,其中第一部分抒发即将去国的志士情怀。
  (1)题目《离别》译为Parting Sorrows,不仅表示告别,且同时把离愁别绪也作了交代。如译为Parting from homeland或Farewell to China似缺乏内涵。
  (2)“见着船渐渐的离岸了”译为I watched the ship tearing itself away slowly from the shore,其中tear itself away也可用moving away表达,但缺乏惜别的感情色彩。
  (3)“船与岸间的水面渐渐的阔了”译为leaving a widening expanse of water in between,其中in between 指between the ship and the shore。
  (4)“红日”指日本国旗,译为the red sun,后面未加flag,是为了配合造句。否则也可译为the sun flag或the rising-sun flag 。
  (5)“蓝白红”指法国国旗,英语中常以the tricolour来表达。
  (6)“‘红蓝条交叉着’的联合旗”指英国国旗,英语中以the union jack或the union flag表达。
  (7)“‘星点红条’的旗“即美国国旗,英语中称之为the stars and stripes。
  (8)“我不忍离了中国而去”译为I cannot find it in my heart to leave Chins,其中to find it in one’s heart to do…是成语,作“忍心做……”、“意欲……”解。此句也可译为I cannot bear to leave China。
  (9)“更不忍在这大时代中放弃每人应做的工作而去”译为much less during these stormy times when I have to abandon my bounden duty,其中much less是成语,常跟在否定句后面,作“更不用说”(and certainly not)解。又,“这大时代”按内涵译为these stormy times,未按字面直译为the great times。
  (10)“暂别了”译为I shall be separated from you only for the present,其中for the present和for the time being同义,都作“暂时”、“眼下”解。
  (11)“白色灰色的军舰都已不见了”译为I shall see no more gray or white warships plying our territorial waters,其中plying our territorial waters(往返于我国领海)是添加成分,原文虽无其字,但有其意。
  (12)“如果它们那时还没有退去中国海”译为if the foreign warships by that time still hang on to their presence in our territorial waters,其中hang on 是成语,作“坚持”、“不肯放弃”解。又presence一词常用来指(军政)“势力”、“存在”。
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  时间即生命
  梁实秋
  最令人怵目惊心的一件事,是看着钟表上的秒针一下一下的移动,每移动一下就是表示我们的寿命已经缩短了一部分。再看看墙上挂着的可以一张张撕下的日历,每天撕下一张就是表示我们寿命又缩短了一天,因为时间即生命,没有人不爱惜他的生命,但很少人珍视他时间。如果想在有生之年做一点什么事,学一点什么学问,充实自己,帮助别人,使生命成为有意义,不虚此生,那么就不可浪费光阴。这道理人人都懂(1),可是很少人真能积极不懈的善为利用他的时间。
  我自己就是浪费了很多时间的一个人(2)。我不打麻将,我不经常的听戏看电影,几年中难得一次,我不长时间看电视,通常只看半个小时,我也不串门子闲聊天。有人问我:“那么你大部分时间都做了些什么呢?”我痛自反省,我发现,除了职务上的必须及人情上所不能免的活动外,我的时间大部分都浪费了。我应该集中精力,读我所未读过的书,我应该利用所有时间,写我所要写的东西。但是我没能这样做。我的好多时间都糊里糊涂的混过去了,“少壮不努力,老大徒伤悲。”
  例如我翻译莎士比亚,本来计划于课余之暇每年翻译两部,二十年即可完成,但是我用了三十年,主要的原因是懒。翻译之所以完成,主要的是因为活得相当长久,十分惊险(3)。翻译完成之后,虽然仍有工作计划,但体力渐衰,有力不从心之感(4)。假使年轻的时候鞭策自己,如今当有较好或较多的表现。然而悔之晚矣。
  再例如,作为一个中国人,经书不可不读。我年三十才知道读书自修的重要(5)。我披阅,我圈点。但是恒心不足,时作时辍。五十以学易,可以无大过矣(6),我如今年过八十,还没有接触过《易经》,说来惭愧。史书也很重要。我出国留学的时候,我父亲买了一套同文石印的前四史(7),塞满了我的行箧的一半空间,我在外国混了几年之后又把前四史原封带回来了。直到四十年后才鼓起勇气读了《通鉴》(8)一遍。现在我要读的书太多,深感时间有限。
  无论做什么事,健康的身体是基本条件。我在学校读书的时候,有所谓“强迫运动”,我踢破过几双球鞋,打断过几只球拍。因此侥幸维持下来最低限度的体力。老来打过几年太极拳,目前则以散步活动筋骨而已。寄语年轻朋友,千万要持之以恒的从事运动,这不是嬉戏,不是浪费时间。健康的身体是作人做事的真正的本钱(9)。
  Time Is Life
  Liang Shiqiu
  It is most startling to hear a watch or clock clicking away the seconds, each click indicating the shortening of one’s life by a little bit. Likewise, with each page torn off the wall calendar, one’s life is shortened by another day. Time, therefore, is life. Nevertheless, few people treasure their time as much as their life. Time must not be wasted if you want to do your bit in your remaining years or acquire some useful knowledge to improve yourself and help others, so that your life may turn out to be significant and fruitful. All that is foolproof, yet few people really strive to make the best use of their time.
  Personally, I am also a fritterer. I don’t play mahjong. I seldom go to the theatre or cinema—I go there maybe only once every few years. I seldom spend long hours watching TV—usually I watch TV for no more than 30 minutes at a sitting. Nor do I go visiting and gossiping from door to door. Some people asked me, “Then what do you do with most of your time?” Introspecting with remorse, I found that apart from the time earmarked for my job and unavoidable social activities, most of my time had been wasted. I should have concentrated my energies on reading whatever books I have not yet read. I should have utilized all my time in writing anything I want to write. But I’ve failed to do so. Very much of my times has been frittered away aimlessly. As the saying goes, “One who does not work hard in youth will grieve in vain in old age.”
  Take the translation of Shakespeare for example. I had initially planned to spend 20 years of my spare time in doing the translation, finishing two plays a year. But I spent 30 years instead, due primarily to my slothfulness. The whole project would probably have fallen through had it not been for my fairly long life. After that I had other plans for work, but, because of my approaching senility, somehow I failed to do what I had wished to. Had I spurred myself on in my youth, I would have done more and better work. Alas, it is too late to repent.
  Another example. The reading of Chinese classics is a must for all Chinese. But it was not until I was over 30 that I came to realize the importance of self-study in the matter of classics. I did read carefully though, marking words and phrases for special attention with small circles and dots. But my efforts at self-study were off and on. Confucius says, “I shall be free of great faults if I can live long enough to begin the study of Yi at the age of 50.” I feel ashamed to admit that I haven’t even touched Yi though I’m now over 80. Chinese history book are equally important. When I was leaving China to study abroad, father bought a set of the Tong Wen lithographic edition of the First Four Books of History, and crammed them into my travelling box, taking up half of its space. Several years later, however, after drifting along abroad, I returned home carrying with me the same books all unread. It was not until 40 years later that I plucked up enough courage to read through Dong Jian. So many books still remain to be read, and I much regret not having enough time to do it.
  Whatever you do, you need a sound body first of all. In my school days, in response to the so-called “compulsory physical exercises”, I went in for many sports at the expense of many pairs of sneakers and rackets, thus luckily building up a minimum of good physique. When I was approaching old age, I did Tai ji quan (shadow boxing) for several years.Now I only do some walking exercises. Dear young friends, my advice to you is: Do physical exercises perseveringly. That has nothing to do with merry-making or time- wasting. Good health is the wherewithal for a successful life and career.
  注释:
  梁实秋(1902-1987)是我国著名现代作家、翻译家、教育家,一生致力于英国文学研究。本文选自他的散文集《雅舍小品》。
  (1)“这道理人人都懂”译为All that is foolproof,其中foolproof作very simple to understand解,意同“不言而喻”或“简单明了”。此句也可译为All that is self-evident。
  (2)“我自己就是浪费了很多时间的一个人”译为personally, I am also a fritterer,其中fritterer一词在用法上既可泛指“时间、金钱等等的浪费者”,又可专指“不爱惜时间的人”(a person who wastes time)。
  (3)“翻译之所以完成,主要的是因为活得相当长久,十分惊险”的意思是“幸亏自己命长,否则可能完成不了莎士比亚的翻译”。其中“十分惊险”的意思是“险些完成不了”。现全句译为The whole project would probably have fallen through had it not been for my fairly long life。
  (4)“但体力渐衰,有力不从心之感”译为because of my approaching senility, somehow I failed to do what I had wished to,其中senility指因年迈而导致身心两个方面的衰退.
  (5)“才知道读书自修的重要”中的“读书”,根据上下文应指“读经书”,故此句译为came to realize the importance of self-study in the matter of classics,其中in the matter of作in relation to或in regard to(就……而论)解。
  (6)“五十心学易,可以无大过矣”出自《论语·述而》中的“子曰,加我数年,五十以学易,可以无大过矣。”其意为“让我再多活几年,到五十岁时去学习《易经》,就可以没有多大的过错了。”现按此意用加字法译为Confucius says, “I shall be free of great faults if I can live long enough to begin the study of Yi at the age of 50.”
  (7)“前四史”指《史记》、《汉书》、《后汉书》以及《三国志》。
  (8)“《通鉴》”即《资治通鉴》,详见译文脚注。
  (9)“健康的身体是作人做事的真正的本钱”译为Good health is the wherewithal for a successful life and career,其中the wherewithal意同the necessary means(必要的资金、手段等)。又“作人做事”指“生活”与“事业”两方面,故参照上下文译为a successful life and career。
  学问与趣味
  梁实秋
  前辈的学者常以学问的趣味启迪后生,因为他们自己实在是得到了学问的趣味,故不惜现身说法,诱导后学(1),使他们也在愉快的心情之下走进学问的大门(2)。例如,瘐任公先生就说过(3):“我是个主张趣味主义(4)的人,倘若用化学化分‘梁启超’这件东西(5),把里头所含一种原素名叫‘趣味’的抽出来,只怕所剩下的仅有个零了。”任公先生注重趣味,学问甚是渊博,而并不存有任何外在的动机,只是“无所为而为” (6),故能有他那样的成就。一个人在学问上果能感觉到趣味,有时真会像是着了魔一般(7),真能废寝忘食,真能不知老之将至,苦苦钻研,锲而不舍,在学问上焉能不有收获?不过我尝想,以任公先生而论,他后期的著述如历史研究法,先秦政治思想史,以及有关墨子佛学陶渊明的作品,都可说是他的一点“趣味”在驱使着他,可是在他在年青的时候,从师受业,诵读典籍(8),那时节也全然是趣味么?作八股文,作试帖诗(9),莫非也是趣味么?我想未必。大概趣味云云,是指年长之后自动作学问之时(10)而言,在年青时候为学问打根底之际恐怕不能过分重视趣味。学问没有根底,趣味也很难滋生。任公先生的学问之所以那样的博大精深,涉笔成趣,左右逢源,不能不说的一大部分得力于他的学问根底之打得坚固。
  我尝见许多年青的朋友,聪明用功,成绩优异,而语文程度不足以达意,甚至写一封信亦难得通顺,问其故则曰其兴趣不在语文方面。又有一些位,执笔为文,斐然可诵,而视数理科如仇讐,勉强才能及格,问其故则亦曰其兴趣不在数理方面,而且他们觉得某些科目没有趣味,便撇在一旁视如敝屣(11),怡然自得,振振有词,略无愧色,好像这就是发扬趣味主义。殊不知天下没有没有趣味的学问(12),端视吾人如何发掘其趣味,如果在良师指导之下按部就班的循序而进,一步一步的发现新天地,当然乐在其中,如果浅尝辄止,甚至躐等躁进,当然味同嚼蜡,自讨没趣。一个有中上天资的人,对于普通的基本的文理科目,都同样的有学习的能力,绝不会本能的长于此而拙于彼。只有懒惰与任性,才能使一个人自甘暴弃的在“趣味”的掩护之下败退(13)。
  由小学到中学,所修习的无非是一些普通的基本知识。就是大学四年,所授课业也还是相当粗浅的学识。世人常称大学为“最高学府”,这名称易滋误解,好像过此以上即无学问可言。大学的研究所才是初步研究学问的所在,在这里作学问也只能算是粗涉藩篱,注重的是研究学问的方法与实习。学无止境,一生的时间都嫌太短(14),所以古人皓首穷经,头发白了还是在继续研究,不过在这样的研究中确是有浓厚的趣味。
  在初学的阶段,由小学至大学,我们与其倡言趣味,不如偏重纪律。一个合理编列的课程表,犹如一个营养均衡的食谱,里面各个项目都是有益而必需的,不可偏废,不可再有选择。所谓选修科目,也只是在某一项目范围内略有拣选余地而已。一个受过良好教育的人,犹如一个科班出身的戏剧演员,在坐科的时候他是要服从严格纪律的,唱工作工武把子都要认真学习,各种脚色的戏都要完全谙通,学成之后才能各按其趣味而单独发展其所长。学问要有根底,根底要打平正坚实,以后永远受用。初学阶段的科目之最重要的莫过于语文与数学。语文是阅读达意的工具,国文不能便很难表达自己,外国文不能便很难吸取外来的新知。数学是思想条理之最好的训练。其他科目也各有各的用处,其重要性很难强分轩轾,例如体育,从另一方面看也是重要得无以复加。总之,我们在求学时代,应该暂且把趣味放在一旁,耐着性子接受教育的纪律,把自己锻炼成为坚实的材料。学问的趣味,留在将来慢慢享受一点也不迟。
  Learning and Personal Inclination
  Liang Shiqiu
  Scholars of the older generation often urge young people to develop interest in learning because they themselves have been enjoying the real pleasure of academic studies. And they are ever ready to cite their own example by way of advice, in hopes of enabling young people to gain access to scholarship in an enjoyable way. For example, the distinguished scholar Liang Qichao once said wittily, “I always stand for interest-ism. If you broke down Liang Qichao’s stuff into its component parts, there would be nothing left except an element named ‘interest’.” Mr. Liang was a man of profound learning who attached much importance to interest. He attained great academic success because he pursued scholarly study solely for its own sake, without any ulterior motive. A man who is really interested in learning sometimes does act like one possessed. He forgets his approaching old age and works hard even to the neglect of his meals and sleep. Isn’t it but natural for a man of such devotion to have great scholarly achievements? But, though Mr. Liang’s later works, such as those on method of historical studies, political and ideological history of the pre-Qin days, as well as those on Mohism, Buddhism and Tao Yuanming, were motivated by his personal inclination, can the same be said of his younger days when he was a pupil chanting ancient Chinese books under a private tutor? Was he motivated by his personal inclination while learning to write stereotyped essays and poems prescribed for the imperials civil service examinations? No, I think not. Generally speaking, the so-called interest begins to exist only when one is mature enough to engage in independent studies. It is improper, I am afraid, for young people to overstress the importance of interest while they are still in the period of learning the basics of knowledge. Interest will never develop where no solid foundation has been laid for learning. There is no denying the fact that Mr. Liang owed his wide erudition and unusual literary talent, for the most part, to his good grasp of foundation knowledge.
  I have come across a great many bright and diligent young friends who have done exceedingly well in their studies, but are rather weak in Chinese. They cannot even write a letter in correct Chinese. When I asked them why, they said they were not interested in the Chinese language. Some, though they can write beautifully, detest the study of mathematics and physics, and barely managed to pass the examinations in them. When I asked them why, they said they were not interested in them. They cast away whatever subjects they dislike like something utterly worthless. They are so smug and thick-skinned that they speak volubly in defence of their own attitude like champions of interest-ism. They hardly realize that there is no learning but is capable of engendering interest and that all depends on how to search for it. You will develop a liking for learning if, under the guidance of a good teacher, you study to discover new horizons opening up before you one after another by following the proper order and advancing step by step. On the other hand, you will find learning as dry as sawdust and feel frustrated if you refuse to go into a subject in depth or even make impetuous advances without following the proper order. People with an average natural gift are equally capable of mastering the basics of liberal arts and natural science. They are never predetermined by nature to be good in one subject and poor in another. It is laziness and waywardness, however, that causes one to give himself up as hopeless and back down on the pretext of “no interest”.
  Primary and secondary school will impart to you only some rudiments of knowledge. Even what you learn during the four years of university will be something quite superficial too. A university has often been misleadingly referred to as “the highest seat of learning”, which sounds as if there were no more learning to speak of beyond it. The research institute of a university, however, is the place for preliminary scholarship. But even there you get only the first taste of learning and the emphasis is on research methodology and practice. Art is long, life is short. That is why some of our ancients continued to study even when they were hoaryheaded. They were, of course, motivated by an enormous interest in their studies.
  During the preliminary stage of learning, from primary school to college, it is better to advocate discipline than interest. A properly arranged school curriculum, like a cookbook on nutritionally well-balanced food, must include all useful and indispensable courses — courses which are equally important and obligatory. The so-called electives mean only some little option within the scope of a certain item. A well-educated person is like a professionally trained Peking opera singer. While undergoing the training, he must observe a most exact discipline. He must pay equal attention to singing, acting and acrobatic skills, and learn to play different roles. It is not until he has finished the all-round training that he begins to develop his own speciality according to his personal disposition. Laying a solid foundation for learning will be of great lifelong benefit to you. Of all the school subjects during the preliminary stage of learning, languages and mathematics are the most important. Languages serve as a tool for reading and communication. Without a good knowledge of Chinese, you will find it difficult to express yourself. Without a good knowledge of a foreign language, you will find it difficult to absorb new knowledge from abroad. Mathematics makes for logical thinking. Other subjects also have their respective uses. It is hard to say which is more important. Physical education, for example, is also extremely important from another point of view. In short, while in school, we should temporarily put aside our personal liking and patiently observe school discipline so that we may temper ourselves and become solid stuff. Don’t hurry – there will be a time for you to find relish in learning in the days to come.
  注释
  (1)“不惜现身说法,诱导后学”译为And they are ever ready to cite their own example by way of advice。“不惜”原意“舍得”,在此可作“乐于”解,故译为ever ready,等于always prepared。“诱导后学”译为by way of advice即可,其中by way of是成语,作“为了”解,等于for the purpose of。
  (2)“走进学问的大门”也可直译为to enter the gate of learning。现译为to gain access to scholarship,其中to gain access to是惯用搭配,作“进入”、“到达”解。
  (3)“梁任公先生就说过”译为the distinguished scholar Liang Qichao once said wittily,梁启超号“任公”,现译梁的全名为Liang Qichao,并在前面加distinguished scholar,便于外国读者理解梁为何许人。译文还针对上下文添加wittily(风趣地)一词。
  (4)“趣味主义”译为interest-ism,其中ism乃表达“主义”而采用的英语后缀/
  (5)“倘若用化学化分‘梁启超’这件东西”译为If you broke down Liang Qichao’s stuff into its component parts,其中短语动词broke down意即“分解”(to decompose),例如Water can be broken down into hydrogen and oxygen。
  (6)“只是‘无所为而为’”意即“只是为研究学问而研究学问”,故译为solely for its own sake,等于solely for the sake of scholarly study。
  (7)“像是着了魔一般”译为like one possessed,其中possessed(为过去分词)作“着迷”、“鬼迷心窍”解。
  (8)“从师受业,诵读典籍”译为he was a pupil chanting ancient Chinese books under a private tutor,其中a pupil… under a private tutor表示“从师受业”。“师”指“塾师”,译为private tutor。又chanting ancient Chinese books表示“诵读典籍”。
  (9)“试帖诗”为科举考试所采用的诗体,其格式限制比一般诗严格,现和“八股文”一并以释义法译为stereotyped (或rigid-style) essays and poems prescribed for the imperial civil service examination。
  (10)“年长之后自动作学问之时”中的“自动作学问”实际上指“独立作学问”,故译为independent studies,不宜按字面直译为engage in voluntary studies等。又“年长之后”不仅指“成年”,还包含智力成熟之意,故译为when one is mature enough。
  (11)“便撇在一旁视如敝屣”也可直译为cast away… like a pair of worn-out shoes,保持原文的形象比喻。现意译为cast away… like something utterly worthless,似较明白易懂。
  (12)“没有没有趣味的学问”译为there is no learning but is capable of engendering interest,其中but是关系代词,常用于否定词后,相当于that not。
  (13)“在‘趣味’的掩护之下败退”的意思是“借口‘缺乏趣味’而放弃不干”,故译为back down on the pretext of “no interest”,其中back down是成语,意同beat a retreat。
  (14)“学无止境,一生的时间都嫌太短”译为Art is long, life is short,其中Art 为古词,作“学问”、“知识”解,和learning, scholarship同义。Art is long一句见于美国十九世纪诗人Longfellow名著A Psalm of Life,今借用之。“学无止境”也可译为There is no limit to learning。
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  枣 核
  萧乾
  动身访美之前,一位旧时同窗写来航空信,再三托付我为他带几棵生枣核(1)。东西倒不占分量,可是用途却很蹊跷。
  从费城出发前,我们就通了电话。一下车,他已经在站上等了。掐指一算,分手快半个世纪了,现在都已是风烛残年。
  拥抱之后,他就殷切地问我:“带来了吗?”我赶快从手提包里掏出那几棵枣核(2)。他托在掌心(3),像比珍珠玛瑙还贵重。
  他当年那股调皮劲显然还没改。我问起枣核的用途,他一面往衣兜里揣,一面故弄玄虚地说(4):“等会儿你就明白了。”
  那真是座美丽的山城,汽车开去,一路坡上坡下满是一片嫣红。倘若在中国,这里一定会有枫城之称。过了几个山坳,他朝枫树丛中一座三层小楼指了指说:“喏,到了。”汽车拐进草坪,离车库还有三四米,车库就像认识主人似的自动掀起。
  朋友有点不好意思地解释说,买这座大房子时,孩子们还上着学,如今都成家立业了。学生生物生物化学的老伴儿在一家研究所里做营养试验。
  他把我安顿在二楼临湖的一个房间后,就领我去踏访他的后花园(5)。地方不大,布置得却精致匀称(6)。我们在靠篱笆的一张白色长凳上坐下,他劈头就问我:“觉不觉得这花园有点家乡味道?”经他指点,我留意到台阶两旁是他手栽的两株垂杨柳,草坪中央有个睡莲池。他感慨良深地对我说:“栽垂柳的时候,我那个小子才五岁,如今在一条核潜艇上当总机械长了。姑娘在哈佛教书。家庭和事业都如意,各种新式设备也都有了。可是我心上总像是缺点什么。也许是没出息(7),怎么年纪越大,思乡越切。我现在可充分体会出游子的心境了。我想厂甸,想隆福寺。这里一过圣诞,我就想旧历年。近来,我老是想总布胡同院里那棵枣树。所以才托你带几棵种籽,试种一下。”
  接着,他又指着花园一角堆起的一座假山假山石说(8):“你相信吗(9)?那是我开车到几十里以外,一块块亲手挑选,论公斤买下(10),然后用汽车拉回来的。那是我们家的‘北海’。”
  说到这里,我们两人都不约而同地站了起来。沿着草坪旁用卵石铺成的小径,走到“北海”跟前(11)。真是个细心人呢,他在上面还嵌了一所泥制的小凉亭,一座红庙,顶上还有尊白塔。朋友解释说,都从旧金山唐人街买来的。
  他告诉我,时常在月夜,他同老伴儿并肩坐在这长凳上,追忆起当年在北海泛舟的日子。睡莲的清香迎风扑来,眼前仿佛就闪出一片荷塘佳色。
  改了国籍,不等于就改了民族感情,而且没有一个民族像我们这么依恋故土的。
  Date Stones
  Xiao Qian
  Before I set out for the US, a former schoolmate of mine wrote me by airmail, asking me in all earnest to bring him some raw date stones. They were not heavy in weight, yet I was curious about their use.
  At Philadelphia, shortly before staring out for my friend’s place, I called him up. So when I got off the train at the destination, I found him already waiting for me at the station. It was about half a century since we last met, and we were now both in our declining years.
  After hugging each other, he asked me eagerly, “have you brought them with you?” I immediately fished out the date stones from my handbag. He fondled them in his palm as if they were something more valuable than pearls or agates.
  Obviously he was just as childlike as before, when I asked about the use of the date stones, he put them into his pocket and replied by way of fooling me deliberately, “You’ll understand soon.”
  It was really a beautiful mountain city. As we drove on, an expanse of rich crimson up and down the slope came into sight. In China a place like this would have been described as a maple city. After passing through several cols, my friend said pointing to a three- storied house amidst the maple trees, “here we are.” The car turned into a lawn and when it was three or four meters away form the garage, its door automatically opened as if it recognized its own master.
  My friend looked somewhat ill at ease when he told me this: At the time he bought this big house, his children had all been at school. Now they had their own homes and jobs. His wife, a biochemist, was a dietician at a research institute.
  After assigning me a room on the second floor facing a lake, he showed me around his back garden, which, though not too big, was exquisite and nicely arranged. The moment we sat down on a white bench close to a hedge, he asked me, “Don’t you find something here smacking of our native place in China?” at this, I noticed a weeping willow, planted by himself, on either side of a flight of steps as well as a water-lily pond in the middle of the garden. He said with deep feeling, “When I planted the willows, my son was only five. Now he serves as head of chief mechanics in a nuclear submarine. My daughter teaches at Harvard University. I’m happy with my family and my career. I own all modern household facilities I need. But I still feel something lacking. Maybe I’m a bit too foolish. How come the older I become, the more I think of my homeland. Now I fully understand the frame of mind of one residing in a place far away from home. I always think of Changdian and Longfusi. Every time Christmas is celebrated here in America, I think of lunar New year back in China. I can never forget the date tree in the courtyard of the house on Zongbu Hutong. That’s why I’ve asked you to bring me some date stones. I’ll try to plant them here.
  Then he said pointing to a jumble of rockery standing in a corner of the garden, “Believe it or not, the rocks, hand-picked by me, were bought by the kilogram. I drove dozens of kilometers away to haul them back in my car. Look, that’s Beihai in our home.”
  Thereupon, we rose to our feet simultaneously and walked along a cobbled footpath beside the lawn towards the miniature Beihai. What a careful man my friend was! He had had the artificial hill inlaid with a clay pavilion and a red temple, with a white pagoda on top. He said he had bought the decorative objects from China Town in San Francisco.
  He also told me that on a moonlit night he and his wife would sit side by side on the bench recalling how they had used to go boating on the Beihai Lake. Meanwhile, as I smelled the faint scent of the water-lilies carried to us by the breeze, I felt as if the beautiful scene of a Chinese lotus pond were flashing past my eyes.
  The change of nationality doesn’t mean the change of national feeling. No other nation has such a strong attachment for the native land as we Chinese.
  注释
  萧乾(1910-1999),作家,文学翻译家,曾任《大公报》记者,以散文、特写著称。
  (1)“再三托付我为他带几棵生枣核”中的“再三”作“恳切”解,不能按字面理解为“一次又一次”或“重复”。因此全句译为asking me in all earnest to bring him some raw date stones,其中in all earnest是成语,作“认真地”或“恳切地”解。
  (2)“我赶快从手提包里掏出那几棵枣核”中的“掏出”译为fished out比took out 贴切,因前者有“搜寻”的含义。
  (3)“他托在掌心”译为He fondled them in his palm,比He held them in his palm贴切,因to fondle表达了原文的内涵“爱抚”。
  (4)“故弄玄虚地说”中的“故弄玄虚”作“故意把……搞得神秘化”解,通常可译为deliberatedly to make a mystery of……。现全句按“故意开玩笑地说”的意思译为replied by way of fooling me deliberately,其中by way of 是成语,其意思是“为了”或“意在”(with the intention of)。
  (5)“领我去踏访他的后花园”译为he showed me around his back garden,其中to show around是短语动词,作“带领某人参观某地”解。
  (6)“布置得却精致匀称”译为was exquisite and nicely arranged,其中nicely的意思是“恰当好处”或“恰恰合适”。
  (7)“也许是没出息”不宜按字面直译,现按“也许是自己有些傻”译为Maybe I’m a bit too foolish。
  (8)“堆起的一座假山石”译为a jumble of rockery,其中jumble的意思是“杂乱的一堆”。
  (9)“你相信吗?”本可译为Don’t you believe it?现译为Believe it or not,为具有同样意思的常用口头语。
  (10)“论公斤买下”即“按公斤计算买下”,译为bought by the kilogram。注意这里介词by和后面的定冠词the属习惯搭配。
  (11)“走到‘北海’跟前”译为Walked……towards the miniature Beihai,其中miniature(微型的)是译者添加的成分,用以表达原文中加引号的北海。
  黎明前的北京(1)
  季羡林
  前后加起来,我在北京已经住了四十多年,算是一个老北京了(2)。北京的名胜古迹,北京的妙处(3),我应该说是了解的;其他老北京当然也了解。但是有一点,我相信绝大多数老北京并不了解(4),这就是黎明时分以前的北京。
  多少年来,我养成了一个习惯:每天早晨四点在黎明以前起床工作。我不出去跑步或散步,而是一下床就干活儿。因此我对黎明前的北京的了解是在屋子里感觉到的。我从前在什么报上读过一篇文章(5),讲黎明时分天安门广场上的清洁工人。那情景必然是非常动人的,可惜我从未能见到,只是心向往之而已。
  四十年前,我住在城里在明朝曾经是特务机关的东厂里面。几座深深的大院子,在最里面三个院子里只住着人一个人。朋友们都说这地方阴森可怕,晚上很少有人敢来找我,我则怡然自得(6)。每当夏夜,我起床以后,立刻就闻到院子里那些高大的马缨花树散发出来的阵阵幽香,这些香气破窗而入,我于此时神清气爽,乐不可支,连手中那一枝笨拙的笔也仿佛生了花。
  几年以后,我搬到西郊来住,照例四点起床,坐在窗前工作。白天透过窗子能够看到北京展览馆那金光闪闪的高塔的尖顶,此时当然看不到了(7)。但是,我知道,即使我看不见它,它仍然在那里挺然耸入天空,仿佛想带给人以希望,以上进的劲头。我仍然是乐不可支,心也仿佛飞上了高空。
  过了十年,我又搬了家。这新居既没有马缨花,也看不到金色的塔顶。但是门前却有一片清碧的荷塘。刚搬来的几年,池塘里还有荷花。夏天早晨四点已经算是黎明时分。在薄暗中透过窗子可以看到接天莲叶,而荷花的香气也幽然袭来(8),我顾而乐之,大有超出马缨花和金色塔顶之上的意味了。
  难道我欣赏黎明前的北京仅仅由于上述的原因吗?不是的。三十几年以来,我成了一个“开会迷” (9)。说老实话,积三十年之经验,我真有点怕开会了。在白天,一整天说不定什么时候就会接到开会的通知。说一句过火的话,我简直是提心吊胆,心里不得安宁。即使不开会,这种惴惴不安的心情总摆脱不掉。只有在黎明以前,根据我的经验,没有哪里会来找你开会的(10)。因此,我起床往桌子旁边一坐,仿佛有什么近似条件反射的东西立刻就起了作用,我心里安安静静,一下子进入角色,拿起笔来,“文思” (11)(如果也算是文思的话)如泉水喷涌,记忆力也像刚磨过的刀子,锐不可当。当时,我真乐不可支,如果给我机会的话,我简直想手舞足蹈了。
  因此,我爱北京,特别爱黎明前的北京。
  Predawn Beijing
  Ji Xianlin
  I’ve been in Beijing altogether for over 40 years. So I can well call myself a long-timer of Beijing. Like all other long-timers of the city, I’m supposed to be very familiar with its scenic spots and historical sites, nay, its superb attractions. But I believe there is one thing lying unknown to most of the long-time residents –the predawn hours of Beijing.
  For many years, I have been in the habit of getting up before daybreak to start work at four. Instead of going out for a jog or walk, I’ll set about my work as soon as I’m out of bed. As a result, it is from inside my study that I’ve got the feel of predawn Beijing. Years ago, I hit upon a newspaper article about street cleaner in Tian’anmen Square at daybreak. It must have been a very moving scene, but what a pity I haven’t seen it with my own eyes. I can only picture it in my mind longingly.
  Forty years ago, I lived downtown in Dongchang, a compound which had housed the secret service of the Ming dynasty. There were inside it several deep spacious courtyard one leading into another. I was the sole dweller of the three innermost courtyards. My friends, calling this place too ghastly, seldom dared to come to see me in the evening whereas I myself found it quite agreeable. In summer, the moment I got out of bed before daybreak, I would smell the delicate fragrance of the giant silk trees coming from outside my window. Thereupon, I would feel refreshed and joyful, and the clumsy pen in my hand would seem to have become as agile as it could.
  Several years later when I moved to the western suburbs, I kept my habit of rising at four to begin work at the window. The glittering spire atop the tower of the daytime through my window, would no longer be visible now in the early morning haze. Nevertheless I knew that, tough invisible, it remained there intact, towering to the skies to inspire people with hope and the urge for moving ahead. At this, I would be beside myself with joy and feel as if my heart were also flying high up into the skies.
  Ten years after, I moved again. In the new home of mine, I had no silk trees, nor could I get sight of the glittering spire from afar. There was, however, a lotus pond of limpid blue in front of my door. In the first few years after I moved there, lotus flowers continued to blossom on the surface of the pond. In the summertime, when day broke early at four, a vast stretch of lotus leaves looking skywards outside my window came dimly into sight while the quiet fragrance of the lotus flowers assailed my nose. All that delighted me even more than the silk trees and the glittering spire.
  Is it exclusively due to the above-mentioned that I’ve developed a liking for predawn Beijing? No. for 30 years, I’ve been bogged down in the mire of meetings. To tell you the truth, with the experience accumulated over the 30 years, I’m now scared of meetings. In the daytime, there is no telling when I may be served a notice for attending a meeting. To exaggerate it a bit, that keeps me in constant suspense and makes me fidgety. Even when no meeting is to take place, I feel restless all the same. However, my experience tells that it is only during the predawn hours that I can be truly havened from any involvement in meetings. As soon as I sit at my desk before dawn, something similar to the conditioned reflex will begin to function within me: Instantly I’ll pick up my pen to play my proper part with perfect peace of mind. Then inspiration comes gushing to my mind and my memory becomes as quick as a newly-sharpened knife. I’ll feel overjoyed, almost to the point of waving my arms and stamping my feet.
  In short, I love Beijing, especially predawn Beijing.
  注释
  季羡林(1911- ),教育家、梵文翻译家,散文家。本文是季羡林于1985年2月11日写的一篇小品文。
  (1)“黎明前的北京”除译为predawn Beijing外,也可译为Beijing Before Dawn或Beijing Before Daybreak。
  (2)“算是一个老北京了”除译为I can well call myself a long-timer of Beijing外,也可译为I‘m eligible for being called a long-timer of Beijing。又long-timer也可用old-timer代替。
  (3)“北京的妙处”是上句“北京的名胜古迹“的补充,故译为nay, its superb attractions,其中nay是副词,作“不仅如此”解,是译文中添加的成分。
  (4)“有一点……老北京并不了解”译为there is one thing lying unknown to… long-time residents,其中lying和remaining同义。
  (5)“在什么报上读过一篇文章”译为I hit upon a newspaper article,其中to hit upon是成语,作“偶然发现”解,和to come across、to find by chance等同义。
  (6)“我则怡然自得”意即“我却觉得很惬意”,故译为whereas I myself find it quite agreeable。
  (7)“此时当然看不到了”译为would no longer be visible now in the morning haze,
  (8)“香气幽然袭来”意即“香气悄悄地扑鼻而来”,故译为the quiet fragrance…assailed my nose (或nostrils)。
  (9)“开会迷”在文中并不指“对开会着迷”或“特别爱好开会”。它的真正意思却是“陷入繁多的的会议之中”或者“疲于应付各种会议”,因此可译为I’ve been bogged down in the more of meetings或I’ve been bogged down in meetings。
  (10)“只有在黎明以前……没有哪里会找你开会的”译为it is only during the predawn hours that I can be havened from any involvement in meetings,灵活处理,其中havened是由名词haven(避难所)转化为动词的。因此be havened from的意思是“免受……之忧”。
  (11)“‘文思’如泉水喷涌”中的“文思”实际上指“灵感”,现将全句译为Then inspiration comes gushing to my mind。
  文学批评无用论
  季羡林
  读最近一期的《文学评论》,里面有几篇关于“红学” (1)的文章,引起了我的注意。有的作者既反省(2),又批判。有的作者从困境中找出路。有的作者慨叹,“红学”出危机。如此等等,煞是热闹。文章的论点都非常精彩,很有启发。但是,我却忽然想到了一个怪问题:这样的“红学”有用处吗?对红学家本身,对在大学里和研究所里从事文学理论研究的人,当然有用。但是对广大的《红楼梦》的读者(3)呢?我看(4)是没有用处。
  《红楼梦》问世二百年以来(5),通过汉文原文和各种译文读过本书的人,无虑多少个亿。这样多的读者哪一个是先看批评家的文章,然后再让批评家牵着鼻子走,按图索骥地去读原作呢(6)?我看是绝无仅有(7)。一切文学作品,特别是像《红楼梦》这样伟大的作品(8),内容异常地丰富,涉及到的社会层面异常地多,简直像是一个宝山,一座迷宫。而读者群就更为复杂,不同的家庭背景,不同的社会经历,不同的民族,不同的国家,不同的文化传统,不同的心理素质,不同的年龄,不同的性别,不同的职业,不同的爱好——还可以这样“不同”下去,就此打住——,他们来读《红楼梦》,会各就自己的特点,欣赏《红楼梦》中的某一个方面,受到鼓舞,受到启发,引起了喜爱;也可能受到打击(9),引起了憎恶,总之是千差万别。对这此读者来说,“红学家”就好像是住在“太虚幻境” (10)里的圣人、贤人,与自己无关。他们不管“红学家”究竟议论些什么,只是读下去,读下去。
  因此我说,文学批评家无用。
  不但对读者无用,对作者也无用。查一查各国文学史,我敢说,没有哪一个伟大作家是根据文学批评家的理论来进行创作的。
  那么,文学批评家的研究不就是毫无意义了吗?也不是的。他们根据自己的文学欣赏的才能,根据不同时代潮流,对文学作品提出自己的看法,互相争论,互相学习,互相启发,互相提高,这也是一种创作活动,对文学理论的建设会有很大的好处。只是不要幻想,自己的理论会对读者和作者有多大影响。这样一来,就可以各安其业,天下太平了。
  上面这些话其实只有幼儿园的水平(11),可是还没有见有什么人这样坦率地说出来。就让我当一个“始作俑者”吧!
  On the Futility of Literary Criticism
  Ji Xianlin
  In the latest issue of the Literary Review, several articles on Redology have attracted my attention. Some of the authors are introspective as well as critical; some try to find a way out of their academic predicament; some sigh with regret that Redology is faced with a crisis; and so on and so forth. The discussion is quite animated. The arguments set forth in articles are very interesting and enlightening. Nevertheless, a strange question has occurred to me: Is this kind of Redology of any use at all? It is of course useful to the Redologists themselves as well as to those engaged in the study of literary theory at universities and research institutes. But, to my mind, it is of little use to readers of A Dream of Red Mansions at large.
  Ever since the publication of this novel some 200 years ago, hundreds of millions of people have read its Chinese original or its translations in various languages. Of these innumerable people, how many have read the novel by starting with a perusal of critics’ articles and allowing themselves to be led by the nose by the critics as to how to read the novel? Next to none. All literary works, especially a monumental one like A Dream of Red Mansions, are extremely rich in content and involve diverse social strata – to such an extent that they virtually resemble a mountain of treasure or a labyrinth. And the readers are even more complicated, differing from each other in family background, social experience, nationality, country, cultural tradition, psychological condition, age, sex, profession, hobby, etc., etc. The list could go on endlessly, so I wouldn’t mind stopping here. They will each appreciate a certain aspect of the novel according to their own individuality. They may feel inspired and enlightened, and hence love it, or they may feel hurt, and hence loathe it. In short, the reactions vary. To them, the Redologists seem to be sages and men of virtue residing in the “Illusory Land of Great Void” and having nothing whatsoever to do with them. They just read on and on, caring not what the Redologists may say.
  Therefore, I reiterate, literary criticism is useless.
  It is useless not only to the readers, but also to writers. Looking up the literary history of each and every country, I dare say that none of the world’s great literary figures ever did their writing in line with the theory of literary critics.
  On the other hand, however, does it follow that the research done by literary critics is totally meaningless? No, that is not true either. In accordance with their own capacity for literary appreciation and the different historical trends, the views they put forward for mutual discussion, study, inspiration and improvement are also something creative and conducive to the development of literary theory. Only they shoul be under no illusion about their theories exerting powerful influence on the readership or writers. That is the way for each to have a role of his own to play and for peace to reign under heaven.
  What I’ve said above is only skin-deep, of kindergarten level. But so far none else have ventured to be equally candid. Therefore, let me be reconciled to being saddled with the epithet of “originator of a bad practice”.
  注释
  本文是季羡林写于1989年1月26日的一篇小品文。
  (1)“红学”指研究古典文学《红楼梦》的学问,可译为Hongloumeng scholarship,但不如Redology简洁。Redology是由Red加词尾-ology(学)构成。
  (2)“反省”译为introspective,和self-examining同义。
  (3)“广大的……读者”译为readers of …at large,其中at large是成语,和as a whole或in general同义。
  (4)“我看”意即“我认为”,现用成语to my mind表达。
  (5)“问世二百年以来”实际上是“问世约二百年以来”,故译为Ever since the publication of… some 200years ago,其中some是添加成分,作“大约”解。
  (6)“哪一个是先看批评家的文章,然后再让批评家牵着鼻子走,按图索骥地去读原作呢?”译为how many have read the novel by starting with a perusal of the critics’ articles and allowing themselves to be led by the nose by the critics as to how to read the novel?“按图索骥“在这里指”按批评家的指点去读原作“,其意思已包括在上面译文中,故略而不译。
  (7)“绝无仅有”作“极其少有”解,译为Next to none,和Almost none同义。
  (8)“特别是像《红楼梦》这样伟大的作品”译为especially a monumental one like A Dream of Red Mansions,其中monumental比great更有力,更不朽(immortal)的意思。
  (9)“也可能受到打击”中的“打击”作“刺痛”或“感情受到创伤”等解,不宜按字面直译为feel attacked。现全句译为or they may feel hurt。
  (10)“太虚幻境”引自《红楼梦》第五回,曾被译为Great Void Illusion Land和Illusory Land of great void等。
  (11)“上面的这些话其实只有幼儿园的水平”译为what I’ve said above is only skin-deep, of kindergarten level,其中skin-deep(肤浅的)是添加成分,用以衬托of kindergarten level。
  (12)“就让我当一个‘始作俑者’吧!”语气幽默,意即“姑且接受‘始作俑者’的称号吧!”现按此意译为Therefore, let me be reconciled to being saddled with the epithet of “originator of a bad practice“。
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  父亲
  鲁彦
  “父亲已经上了六十岁了,还想作一点事业,积一点钱,给我造起屋子来(1)。”一个朋友从北方来,告诉了我这样的话。
  他的话使我想起了我的父亲(2)。我的父亲正是和他的父亲完全一样的。
  我的父亲曾经为我苦了一生,把我养大,送我进学校,为我造了屋子,买了几亩田地。六十岁那一年,还到汉口去做生意,怕人家嫌他年老,只说自己五十几岁(3)。大家都劝他不要再出门,他偏背着包裹走了。
  “让我再帮儿子几年(4)!”他只是这样说。
  后来屋子被火烧掉了,他还想再做生意,把屋子重造起来。我安慰他说,三年以后我自己就可积起钱造屋了(5),还是等一等吧。他答应了。他给我留下了许多造屋的材料,告诉我这样可以做什么那样可以做什么。他死的以前不久,还对我说:
  “早一点造起来吧,我可以给你监工(6)。”
  但是他终于没有看见屋子重造起来就死了。他弥留的时候对我说,一切都满足了。但是我知道他倘能再活几年,我把屋子造起来,是他所最心愿的。我听他弥留时的呻吟和叹息。我知道他还想再活几年,帮我造起屋子来。
  现在我自己已是几个孩子的父亲了。我爱孩子,但我没有像前一辈父亲的想法,帮孩子一直帮到老,帮到死还不足。我赞美前一辈父亲的美德,而自己却不跟着他们的步伐走去。
  我觉得我的孩子累我,使我受到极大的束缚。我没有对他们永久的计划,甚至连短促的也没有。
  “倘使有人要,我愿意把他们送给人家!”我常常这样说,当我厌恶孩子的时候。
  唉,和前一辈做父亲的一比,我觉得我们这一辈生命力薄弱得可怜,我们二三十岁的前辈,他们虽然老的老死的死了,但是他们才是真正活着到现在到将来。
  而我们呢,虽然活着,却是早已死了。
  Father
  Lu Yan
  “Father is now over sixty, but he still wants to work to save up for a house to be built for me,” a friend of mine from North China told me.
  That put me in mind of my father. My father was very much like his.
  Father went through untold hardships for me all his life. He brought me up, sent me to school, had a house built for me and bought me a few mu of land. He went to Hankou to engage in trade the year when he was already sixty. And he tried to make out that he was still in his fifties lest people should consider him too old to be of much use. We had all tried to dissuade him from going out to Hankou, but he simply wouldn’t listen and left home carrying the luggage on his back.
  “Let me toil a few more years for my son’s sake!” That was what he said.
  It happened afterwards that the house was burned down. And he wanted to go back to his business in order to have the house rebuilt. I tried to console him, saying that there was no need for him to do it because in three years’ time I myself would have laid by enough money for a new house. He agreed. Then he gave me a lot of building materials and told me what to do with them. Shortly before his death, he urged me,
  “You’d better get started right away so that I can watch to see that everything is done properly.”
  Unfortunately he didn’t live long enough to see the new house. He told me on his deathbed that had nothing to feel sorry about. But I knew he would be much happier if he could live a few more years just to see the new house put up. When I heard his dying groans and sighs, I believed they were caused not by physical pain, but by regret for not being able to live a few more years to help me with the new house.
  Now I myself am a father of several children. Though I love my kids, I do not share the idea of father and people of his time that one can never do too much in his lifetime to help his children. Much as I admire father and people of his time for their moral excellence, I can never follow in their footsteps.
  I think of my children as an encumbrance to me I haven’t worked out a long-term plan for them, nay, not even a short-term one.
  “I’d like to give away my kids to anyone who’s willing to take them!” That’s what I say whenever I am fed up with them.
  Alas, compared with father and people of his time, the present generation, I think, have pitifully low vitality. We in our twenties or thirties cannot compare with our elders in their sixties or seventies. Today they may be advanced in years or even no more, but they will, nevertheless, live forever and ever.
  As for us, though still alive, we have long been dead.
  注释
  《父亲》是我国近代优秀作家鲁彦(1901-1944)写的一篇散文。文章追述父亲为儿子劳碌一生,是对父爱的赞颂。原文风格朴素,英译时文字也应力求通俗。
  (1)“积一点钱,给我造起屋子来”译为to save up for a house to be built for me,其中to save up for是成语,作“为……而把钱存起来”解。
  (2)“他的话使我想起了我的父亲”译为that put me in mind of my father等于That reminded me of my father。To put one in mind of,,,是成语。
  (3)“只说五十几岁”译为tried to make out that he was still in his fifties,其中to make out是成语,作“声称”或“假装”等解。
  (4)“让我再帮儿子几年!”译为:Let me toil a few more years for my son’s sake!如把原文中的“帮”字直译为help,则欠达意。
  (5)“就可积起钱造屋了”译为would have laid by enough money for a new house,其中laid by是成语,作“积蓄”解。
  (6)“早一点造起来吧,我可以给你监工。”如逐字硬译为Let the construction of the house get started as soon as possible so that I can oversee the work for you则欠口语化。现用意译法灵活处理为You’d better get started right away so that I can watch to see that everything is done properly。
  母亲的回忆
  朱德
  得到母亲去世的消息,我很悲痛。我爱我母亲,特别是她勤劳一生,很多事情是值得我永远回忆的。
  我家是佃农,祖籍广东韶关籍人,在“湖广填四川” (1)时迁移四川仪陇县马鞍场。世代为地主耕种,家境是贫苦的(2),和我们来往的朋友也都是老老实实的贫苦农民。
  母亲一共生了十三个儿女,因为家境贫穷,无法全部养活,只留下八个,以后再生下的被迫溺死了。这在母亲心里是多么悲痛、悲哀和无可奈何的事啊!母亲把八个孩子一手养大成人。可是她的时间大半给家务和耕种占去了,没法多照顾孩子,只好让孩子们在地里爬着。
  母亲是个“好劳动” (3)。从我能记忆时起,总是天不亮就起床。全家二十口人,妇女轮班煮饭,轮到就煮一年。母亲把饭煮了,还要种田种菜,喂猪养蚕,纺棉花。因为她身材高大结实,还能挑水挑粪。
  母亲这样地整日劳碌着,我们到四五岁时就很自然地在旁边帮她的忙,到八九岁时就不单能挑能背,还会种地了。记得那时我从学堂回家,母亲总在灶上汗流满面地烧饭,我就悄悄把书本一放,挑水或放牛去了。有的季节里,我上午读书下午种地,一到农忙便整月停在地里跟着母亲劳动。这个时期母亲教给我许多生产知识。
  佃农家庭的生活自然是很苦的。可是由于母亲的聪明能干,却很舒服。我们把桐子榨油来点灯。吃的是豌豆饭,菜花,红薯饭,杂粮饭,把菜籽榨出的油放在饭里做调料,这种地主富人家看也不看的饭食,母亲却能做得使一家吃起来有滋味。赶上丰年,才能缝上一些新衣服,衣服也是自己生产出来的。母亲亲手纺出线,请人织成布,染了颜色,我们叫做“家织布”,有铜钱那样厚,一套衣服老大穿过了,老二老三接下来穿还穿不烂(4)。
  劳动的家庭是有规律有组织的。我的祖父是一个中国标本式的农民,到了八九十岁还非耕田不可,不耕田就会害病,直到临死前不久还在地里劳动。祖母是家庭的组织者,一切生产事务由她管理分派。每年除夕,分派好一年的工作以后,天还没亮,母亲就第一个起床烧火做饭去了,接着听见祖父起来的声音,接着大家都离开床铺,喂猪的喂养猪,砍柴的砍柴,挑水的挑水。母亲在家庭里极能够任劳任怨,她和蔼的性格使她从来没有打骂过我们上次,而且也没有和任何人炒过架(5)。因此,虽在这样的大家庭里,长幼叔伯妯娌相处都很和睦。母亲同情贫苦的人——这是她朴素的阶级意识——虽然自己不富裕,还周济和照顾比自己更穷的亲戚(6)。她自己是很节省的。父亲有时吸点大烟,喝点酒,母亲管束着我们,不允许我们沾染上一点。母亲那种劳动简朴的习惯,母亲那种宽厚仁慈的态度,至今还在我心中留有深刻的印象。
  但是灾难不因为中国农民的和平就不能降临到他们的身上。庚子(一九~~)后前后,四川连年旱灾,很多农民饥饿破产。农民不得不成群结队去“吃大户”。我亲眼见到六七百著得破破烂烂的农民和他们的妻子儿女,被所谓“官兵”一阵凶杀毒打,血溅四五十里,哭声动天。在这样的年月里,我家也遭受更多的困难,仅仅吃些小菜叶,高粱,通年没有吃过白米。特别是甲辰(一九~四)那一年,地主欺压佃户,要在租种地上加租子,因为办不到,就趁大年除夕,威胁着我家要退佃,逼着我们搬家。在悲惨的情况下,我们一家人都哭泣着连夜分散。从此我家被迫分两处住下,人手少了,又遭天灾,庄稼没有收成,这是我家最悲惨的一次遭遇。母亲没有灰心,她对穷苦农民的同情,和对为富不仁者的反感却更加强烈了。母亲沉痛的三言两语的诉说,以及我亲眼看见到的许多不平事实,启发了我幼年时期反抗压迫追求光明的思想,使我决心寻找新的生活。
  我不久就离开母亲,因为我读了书。我是一佃农家庭的子弟,本来是没钱读书的。那时乡间豪绅地主的欺压,衙门差役的横蛮,逼得母亲和父亲决心要节衣缩食培养出一个读书人来“支撑门户” (7)。我念过私塾,光绪三十一年(一九~五)考了科举,以后又到更远的顺庆和成都去读书。这个时期的学费,都是东挪西借来的,总共用了二百多块钱,直到我后来在护国军旅长时才还清。
  光绪三十四年(一九~八),我从成都回来,在仪陇县办高等小学,一年回家二三次去看母亲。那时新旧思想冲突很厉害,我们抱了科学民主的思想想在家乡做点事情,守旧的豪绅们便出来反对我们。我下决心瞒着慈爱的母亲脱离家乡,远走云南参加了新军和同盟会。我到云南后,从家信中知道(8),我母亲对我这一举动不但不反对,还给我许多慰勉。
  从宣统元年(一九〇九)到现在,我再没有回过家一次,只在民国十年(一九二一),我曾经把父亲和母亲接出去产,但是他俩劳动惯了,离开土地就不舒服(9),所以还是回了家,父亲就在回家途中死了,母亲回家继续劳动一直到最后(10)。
  中国革命继续向前发展,我的思想也继续的向前进步。当我发现中国革命的正确道路时,我便加入了中国共产党。大革命失败了,我和家庭完全隔绝了。母亲就靠那三十亩地独立支持一家人生活。抗战以后,我才能和家里通信。母亲知道我们所做事业,她期望着中国民族解放的成功。她知道我们党的困难,依然在家里过着劳苦的农妇生活。七年中间,我曾寄回几百元钱和几张自己的照片给母亲。母亲年老了,但她永远想念着我,如同我永远想念着她一样。去年收到侄儿的来信说:“祖母今年已八十有五,精神不如咋年之健康,饮食起居亦不如前,甚望见你一面,聊叙别后情景。……”但我献身于民族抗战事业,竟未能报答母亲的希望。
  母亲最大的特点,是一生不曾脱离过劳动。母亲生我前一分钟还在灶上煮饭。虽到老年,仍然热爱生产。去年另一封外甥的家信中说:“外祖母大人因年老关系,近年不比往年健康,但仍不缀劳作,尤喜纺棉。……”
  我应该感谢母亲,她教给我与困难作斗争的经验,我在家庭生活中已经饱尝艰苦,这使我在三十多年的军事生活和革命生活中,再没有感到困难和被困难吓倒。母亲又给我一个强健的身体和一个劳动的习惯,使我从来没有感到过劳累。
  我应该感谢母亲,她教给我生产的知识和革命的意志,鼓励我走上以后的革命道路,在这条路上我一天比一天更加认识了:只有这种知识,这种意志,才是世界上最可宝贵的财产。
  母亲现在离我而去了,我将永不能再见她一面了,这个悲哀是无法补救的。母亲是一个“平凡”的人,她只是中国千百万劳动人民中的一员,但是正是这千百万人创造了和创造着中国的历史。我用什么方法来报答母亲的深恩呢?我将继续尽忠于我们的民族和人民,尽忠于我们的民族和人民的希望——中国共产党,使和母亲同样生活着的人能够过一个快乐的生活,这就是我所能做的和我一定做的。
  愿母亲在地下安息!
  Loving Memories of Mother
  Zhu De
  I was deeply grieved to learn of mother’s death. I love my mother. Of her hardworking life, in particular, a great many things will forever be cherished in my memory.
  I come from a tenant farmer’s family. My original family home was Shao Guan, Guangdong Province, into which my ancestors had moved from another province as settlers. During the mass migration of peasants from Huguang to Sichuan Province, my ancestors moved to Ma An Chang, Yi Long County, Sichuan. From generation to generation, they tilled land for landlord only to eke out a bare subsistence. People who associated with them as friends were likewise honest impoverished peasants.
  Mother gave birth to thirteen children in all. But only the first eight of them survived while the next five were drowned at birth by my parents against their will because they were too poor to raise them all. How anguished, sad and helpless mother must have felt! She did manage, however, to have the eight children brought up all by herself. But she was too busily occupied with household chores and farming to look after the kids so that they were left alone crawling about in the fields.
  Mother was a hardworking woman. As far as I can remember, she would always get up before daybreak. In our household of more than twenty members, all women would take turns to do cooking for one year. Apart from cooking, mother did farming, planted vegetables, fed pigs, raised silkworms and spun cotton into yarn. Tall and of strong build, she could carry two buckets of water or manure on a shoulder pole.
  Mother worked hard from dawn till dusk. When we kids were four or five years old, we found ourselves automatically helping her with farm work. At the age of eight or nine, I could not only carry heavy loads on a shoulder pole or on my back, but also knew how to farm the land. I remember whenever I came back from school and saw mother busy cooking in the kitchen with sweat streaming down her face, I would immediately lay down my books and sneak out to carry water on a shoulder pole or graze the cattle. In some seasons, I would study in the morning and work in the fields in the afternoon. During the busy season, I would spend all day working by the side of mother. It was then that she taught me a lot about the knack of farming.
  The life of a tenant farmer’s family was of course hard, but we somehow managed to scrape along because mother was a clever and able woman. We used oil squeezed from seeds of tung trees to light our lamps. We ate rice cooked with peas, vegetables, sweet potatoes or coarse grain, and all seasoned with rapeseed oil—food which landlords and rich people would scorn to eat. Nevertheless, mother’s cooking was done so well that everybody ate with gusto. Only in good year, could we afford to have some home-made new clothes to wear. Mother would spin cotton into yarn and then asked somebody to have it woven into fabric and dyed. We called it “home spun fabric”. It was as thick as copper coin and was so durable that after the eldest brother had grown out of the home-spun garment, it could still be used by the second and third brothers in turn without being worn out.
  It was characteristic of an industrious household to be well-regulated and well- organized. My grandfather was a typical Chinese farmer. He went on doing farm work even he was an octogenarian. He would feel unwell without doing farm labour. He was found still working on the farm even shortly before his death. Grandmother was the organizer of the household. She was in charge of all the farm affairs, assigning tasks to each member of the household. On each New Year’s Eve, she would work out all job assignments for the coming year. Mother would be the first to get up before daybreak. Soon grandfather would be heard to rise from his bed, followed by the rest of the household. Some went about feeding pigs, some cutting firewood, and some carrying water on a shoulder pole. Mother always worked without complaint despite hardships. Amiable by nature, she never beat or scolded us, le alone quarreled with anybody. Consequently, large as it was, the whole household, old and young, uncles and sisters-in-law, lived in perfect harmony. Out of her naive class consciousness, she showed sympathy for the poor. Despite her own straitened circumstances, she often went out of her way to help out those relatives who were even more needy than herself. She lived a very frugal life. Father would occasionally smoke a long-stemmed Chinese pipe or drink some wine. To prevent us from falling into the same habit, mother kept us children under strict control. Her diligence and frugality, her generosity and kindheartedness—all have left a lasting impression on my mind.
  Chinese peasants were honest and peaceable, but disaster befell them just the same. Around 1900, when Sichuan Province was hit by successive years of drought, numerous poverty-stricken peasants went hungry and had to go out in crowds to seize food from the homes of landlords. Thereupon I saw with my own eyes how a group of shabbily-dressed peasants and their families were savagely beaten up or slain by government troops, the road stained with their blood for some 40 li and their cries rending the air. In those days, my family also met with increasing difficulties. All the year round, we went without rice to eat, and simply lived on edible wild hers and kaoliang. In 1904, especially, when land- lords, riding roughshod over tenants, pressed for higher rents on the let-out pieces of land, we, unable to meet their demands, had our tenancy cancelled by them and were forced to move house on New Year’s Eve. On that miserable night, my family tearfully separated and thenceforth had to live in two different places. Shorthandedness and crop failure due to the natural calamity brought misfortune on my family. Mother, however, did not lose heart. Adversity had deepened her sympathy for the poor and needy as well as her aversion to the heartless rich. The painful complaint she had uttered in one or two words and the innumerable injustice I had witnessed aroused in me a spirit of revolt and a desire for a bright future. I made up my mind to seek a new life.
  Not long afterwards, I had to tear myself away from mother when I began my schooling. As the son of a tenant, I of course could not afford to go to school. My parents, however, faced with the bullying and oppression of the local evil gentry, landlords and yamen bailiffs, decided to scrape up enough money by living a very frugal life to pay for my education so that they could make a scholar of me for the family to keep up appearances. At first I was sent to an old-style private school and in 1905 I took the imperial examination. Later, I went farther away from home to study in Shunqing and Chengdu, both in Sichuan Province. All the tuition fees were paid with borrowed money, totaling more than 200 silver dollars. The debt was not repaid until later I became a brigade commander of the Hu Guo Army.
  In 1908, I came back from Chengdu to set up a higher primary school in Yi Long County. While teaching school, I went home to see mother two or three times a year, in those days, there was a sharp conflict between old and new ideologies. Due to our leaning towards science and democracy, we met with opposition from the local conservative influential gentry in whatever we attempted for the benefit of our home town. So I decided to leave, without my mother’s knowledge, for the faraway province of Yunnan, where I joined the New Army and Tongmenhui. On my arrival in Yunnan, I learned from my home letters that mother, instead of frowning upon my new move, gave me a lot of encouragement and comfort.
  From 1909 up to now, I have never paid a visit to my home town. In 1921, however, I had my parents come out to live with me. But, as confirmed farm labourers, they felt unwell without land to till and subsequently had to return home. Father died on the way back, and mother continued to do farm work at home to the very last.
  As the Chinese revolution continued to develop, I became more and more politically aware. I joined the Chinese Communist party as soon as I discovered the correct orientation of the Chinese revolution. When the Great Revolution of 1924-1927 failed in China, I completely lost contact with my family. Mother alone supported the whole family by working on the 30 mu of land. I did not hear from her until the outbreak of the War of Resistance to Japan. When she was informed of great cause in which I was engaged, she eagerly looked forward to the success of China’s national liberation. While living the hard life of a peasant woman at home, she was aware of the difficulties and hardships that our Party was then undergoing. During the seven years after the outbreak of the War, I managed to send her several hundred yuan and some photos of myself. Mother was getting old. She was always thinking of me as I was of her. Last year, a letter from my nephew says, “Grandma is 85. She’s eager to see you and chat about things that have happened since you left home…” But I never lived up to her expectation because of my dedication to the cause of the War of Resistance against Japan.
  The most prominent characteristic of mother was her lifelong participation in physical labour. She did cooking in the kitchen just one minute before giving birth to me. Her ardent love for agricultural production remained undiminished even in her old age. My nephew says in another letter to me last year, “because of old age, grandma is no longer in good health, but she still does manual labour, and is particularly fond of spinning cotton into yarn…”
  I owe mother a debt of gratitude because she taught me how to cope with the numerous difficulties that I ran into at home so that later during my over 30 years of military and revolutionary life I have never bowed down to any difficulty. She also bequeathed me a strong constitution as well as a strong inclination for labour so that I have been able to work untiringly.
  I owe mother s debt of gratitude because she imparted to me knowledge of productive labour and a revolutionary will, thus enabling me to take to the revolutionary path. By keeping to this path, I have come to realize more and more clearly that this knowledge of productive labour and this revolutionary will are the most valuable assets in the world.
  Mother is gone and I shall never see her again. This is an ever-lasting sorrow. Mother is an “ordinary” person and one of the millions of labouring people who have made and are still making Chinese history. What can I do to repay her my debt of deep gratitude? I swear to remain ever loyal to our nation and the people, ever loyal to the Chinese Communist Party—the hope of our nation and the people, so that all those who share the same lot with my mother may live a happier life. That is what I can do and what I am certainly able to do.
  May mother rest in peace!
  ① The troops that rallied against Yuan Shikai when he attempted to restore monarchy in 1916.
  ② Western-style army organized toward the end of the Qing Dynasty.
  ③ The United League of China (1905-1912), the antecedent of the Kuomintang.
  注释
  本文于1944年4月5日发表于《解放日报》上。
  (1)“湖广填四川”译为the mass migration of peasants from Huguang to Sichuan Province。“湖广”为旧时一个省份。元代湖广相当于今两湖、两广。明清时湖广专指两湖。四川曾因天灾人祸,人口锐减,湖广农民乃大批迁入。
  (2)“世代为地主耕种,家境是贫苦的”充为From generation to generation, they tilled land for landlords only to eke out a bare subsistence,其中only用于不定式前作“结果却……”解,往往表示一种不幸的结果。又to eke out是成语,后面常跟a bare subsistence或a living、an existence、a livelihood等,作“勉强糊口”解。
  (3)“母亲是个‘好劳动’”不宜按字面直译,现按“母亲是一个勤劳的妇女”译为Mother was a hardworking woman。
  (4)“一套衣服老大穿过了”意即“衣服因老大长大了而不能继续穿下去”,故译为after the eldest brother had grown out of the home-spun garment,其中had grown out of是习用短语,作had grown too large to fit (clothes)解。
  (5)“她的和蔼的性格使她从没有打骂过我们一次,而且也没有和任何人吵过架”译为Amiable by nature, she never beat or scolded us , let alone quarreled with anybody,其中根据上下文的内涵,把“而且”译为let alone”,作“更不用说”解,是英语成语。
  (6)“还周济和照顾比自己更穷的亲戚”译为she often went out of her way to help out those relatives who were even more needy than herself,其中went out of her way是成语,作“特地”、“不怕麻烦”(to make a special effort, especially in spite of difficulties)解。
  (7)“培养出一个读书人来‘支撑门户’”译为so that they could make a scholar of me for the family to keep up appearances,其中to keep up appearances是英语成语,作“装门面”(to keep up or maintain an outward show)解。又,为了把原文交待清楚,译文中出现添加万分for the family。
  (8)“从家信中知道”译为I heard from my home letters,其中my home letters等于my letters from home。
  (9)“但是他俩劳动惯了,离开土地就不舒服”译为But, as confirmed farm labourers, they felt unwell without land to till,其中confirmed作“成习惯的”(habitual)解。
  (10)“母亲回家继续劳动一直到最后”译为mother continued to do farm work at home to the very last,其中to the last (或till the last)是成语,意即to the end或till death。
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  巷
  柯灵
  巷,是城市建筑艺术中一篇飘逸恬静(1)的散文,一幅古雅冲淡的图画。
  这种巷,常在江南的小城市中(2),有如古代的少女,躲在僻静的深闺,轻易不肯抛头露面。你要在这种城市里住久了,和它真正成了莫逆,你才有机会看见她,接触到她优娴贞静的风度。它不是乡村的陋巷(3),湫隘破败(4),泥泞坎坷,杂草乱生,两旁还排列着错落的粪缸。它不是上海的里弄,鳞次栉比的人家,拥挤得喘不过气;小贩憧憧来往,黝暗的小门边,不时走出一些趿着拖鞋的女子,头发乱似临风飞舞的秋蓬(5),眼睛里网满红丝,脸上残留着不调和的隔夜脂粉,颓然(6)地走到老虎灶上去提水。也不像北地的胡同,满目尘土,风起处刮着弥天的黄沙。
  这种小巷,隔绝了市廛的红尘,却又不是乡村的风味。它又深又长,一个人耐心静静走去,要老半天才走完。它又这么曲折,你望前面,好像已经堵塞了(7),可是走过去,一转弯,依然是巷陌深深,而且更加幽静。那里常是寂寂的,寂寂的(8),不论什么时候,你向巷中踅去,都如宁静的黄昏,可以清晰地听到自己的足音。不高不矮的围墙挡在两边,斑斑驳驳的苔痕,墙上挂着一串串苍翠欲滴的藤萝,简直像古朴的屏风。墙里常是人家的竹园,修竹森森,天籁细细(9);春来时还常有几枝娇艳的桃花杏花,娉娉婷婷,从墙头殷勤地摇曳红袖,向行人招手。走过几家墙门,都是紧紧关着,不见一个人影,因为那都是人家的后门。偶然躺着一只狗,但是决不会对你狺狺地狂吠。
  小巷的动人处就是它无比的悠闲。无论是谁,只要你到巷里去踯躅一会,你的心情就会如巷尾不波的古井,那是一种和平的静穆,而不是阴森和肃杀(10)。它闹中取静,别有天地,仍是人间。它可能是一条现代的乌衣巷(11),家家有自己的一本哀乐帐,一部兴衰史,可是重门叠户,讳莫如深,夕阳影里,野花闲草,燕子低飞,寻觅归家。只是一片澄明如水的气氛,净化一切,笼罩一切,使人忘忧。
  你是否觉得劳生草草(12),身心两乏?我劝你工余之暇,常到小巷里走走,那是最好的将息,会使你消除疲劳,紧张的心弦得到调整。你如果有时情绪烦燥,心情悒郁,我劝你到小巷里负手行吟一阵,你一定会豁然开朗,怡然自得,物我两忘。你有爱人吗?我建议不要带了她去什么名园胜景,还是利用晨昏时节,到深巷中散散步。在那里,你们俩可以随便谈谈,心贴得更近,在街上那种贪婪的睨视,恶意的斜觑,巷里是没有的;偶然呀的一声,墙门口显现出一个人影,又往往是深居简出(13)的姑娘,看见你们,会娇羞地返身回避了。
  巷,是人海汹汹中的一道避风塘,给人家带来安全感;是城市暄嚣扰攘中的一带洞天幽境(14),胜似皇家的阁道(15),便于平常百姓徘徊徜徉。
  爱逐臭争利,锱铢必较的,请到长街闹市去;爱轻嘴薄舌的,争是论非的,请到茶馆酒楼去;爱锣鼓钲镗,管弦嗷嘈的,请到歌台剧院去;爱宁静淡泊,沉思默想的,深深的小巷在欢迎你。
  The Lane
  Ke Ling
  The lane, in terms of the art of urban architecture, is like a piece of prose of gentle gracefulness or a painting of classic elegance and simplicity.
  Often tucked away in a small town south of the Yangtse River, the lane, like a maiden of ancient times hidden away in a secluded boudoir, is reluctant to make its appearance in public. You’ll never have an opportunity to see it and savour its gentle poise until you have become truly attached to the small town after living there for a long time. The lane has nothing in common with the mean rural alleys, which are narrow and low-lying, muddy and bumpy, overgrown with wild weeds and lined here and there with manure vats. Nor has it anything in common with linong (meaning alleys) in Shanghai, which are literally packed with dwellings and their residents. Over there, you’ll see vendors hawking their wares here and there. From time to time, women are seen emerging from inside some dingy small gates and shuffling languidly in their slippers towards a laohuzao, the shop specializing in selling boiled water, their hair disheveled like wind-blown withered grass in autumn, their eyes blood-shot, their faces betraying traces of overnight make-up. Nor has the lane anything in common with hutong (also meaning alleys) in north China, which are dusty on every side, especially when a wind rises.
  The lane, though cut off from the hustle and bustle of busy cities, does not taste of the countryside at all. It is long and deep, so it will take you a long while to walk patiently and quietly through it from end to end. It is also so winding that it seems to be a blind alley when you look far ahead, but if you keep walking until you take a turning, you’ll find it again lying endless and still more quiet. There is nothing but stillness there. At any hour of day, you can even distinctly hear in the dusk-like quiet your own footsteps. On either side of the lane stand enclosing walls of medium height, which, moss-covered and hung with clusters of fresh green wisteria, look almost like screens of primitive simplicity. Inside the walls are residents’ gardens with dense groves of tall bamboos as well as soft sounds of nature. In spring, beautiful peach and apricot blossoms atop the walls, like graceful girls waving their red sleeves, will sway hospitably to beckon the pedestrians. You’ll find the doors in the walls close shut without a soul in sight because they are back doors to some households. Occasionally, you may come upon a dog lying there, which, however, never gives a bark at you.
  The charm of the lane lies in its absolute serenity. No matter who you are, if you loiter around in the lane for a while, your mind will become as unruffled as the ancient well at the end of the lane. There you will experience a kind of peaceful calmness rather than gloomy sternness. There reigns peace and quiet in the midst of noisy bustle. It is a world of its own on earth. It may be a modern version of Wu Yi Xiang, a special residential area of nobility in the Jin Dynasty southeast of today’s Nanjing, where each family, secluded behind closed doors, has its own covered-up story of joys and sorrows, and rise and decline. When the sun is setting, swallows will fly low over wild flowers and grass on their way to their nests. The all-pervading and all-purifying atmosphere of water-like placidness makes one forget all cares and worries.
  Aren’t you weighed down with cares in this life of hard toil and exhausted physically and mentally? I would like to advise you often to take a walk in the lane in your off-duty hours. That is the best way to take a rest. It will dissipate your fatigue and relieve your nervous tension. When you are fidgety or depressed, go to the lane and wander around reciting or composing poems with your hands crossed behind your back. You will then suddenly fall into a bright mood and enjoy inner peace, forgetting both yourself and the external world. Don’t you have a sweetheart? Let me suggest that, instead of accompanying her on a visit to famous park or scenic spot, you take her with you for a stroll in the lane at dawn or dusk. Over there, you two can chat freely and with even deeper affection, free from greedy sidelong glances or malicious squints such as you often meet with in busy streets. Suddenly, at a creaking sound, there may appear a figure by a door—usually an unsophisticated young girl. She will, at the sight of you, withdraw coyly into the house.
  The lane is a safe haven for those struggling in the turbulent sea of humans to enjoy a sense of security. It is a heavenly abode in the midst of confusion. Unlike the erstwhile plank-paved path used exclusively by the imperial family for their vehicles to move on smoothly, the lane is place for the common people to roam about leisurely.
  Those who strive after fame and gain, and haggle over every penny, please go to the downtown area! Those who are sharp-tongued and quarrelsome, please go to the teahouse or restaurant! Those who love deafening gongs and drums as well as noisy wind and string instruments, please go to the opera house or theatre! Those who are given to profound meditation and a quiet life without worldly desires, welcome to the lane!
  注释
  《巷》是柯灵(1909- )写于1930年秋的一篇著名散文。作者以沉挚细腻的笔调叙述江南小城市中的小巷,向往那里悠闲宁静的情调,流露出对大都市喧闹纷争的生活的厌恶。
  (1)“飘逸恬静”译为gentle gracefulness,把原文两个并列形容词转变为英语“定语+抽象名词”的形式,内容不变。这是文学翻译时常用方法。
  (2)“常在河南的小城市中”译为Often tucked away in a small town south of the Yangtse River,其中动词短语to tuck away作“使隐藏”、“把……置放在隐蔽的地方”解,是添加成分,原文虽无其词而有其意。
  (3)“它不是乡村的陋巷”意即“它和乡村的陋巷不同”,因此全句译为The lane has nothing in common with the mean rural alleys,其中成语in common的意思是“共同”。
  (4)“湫隘破败”译为narrow and low-lying,未交代“破败”,因它的意思已包含在句中“陋”、“坎坷”等形容词中。但如照译不误,也无不可:narrow, low-lying and in bad condition (out of repair)。
  (5)“头发乱似临风飞舞的秋蓬”中的“蓬”是一种草,即“蓬蒿”,秋时干枯,临风飞舞,现将此句译为“disheveled like wind-blown withered grass in autumn.
  (6)“颓然”意即“没精打采”或“慢吞吞”,译为languidly或sluggishly。
  (7)“好像已经堵塞了”意即“好像是死胡同”,故译为it seems to be a blind alley。
  (8)“那里是寂寂的,寂寂的”语气强调,故相应译为 There is nothing but stillness there。
  (9)“修竹森森,天籁细细”中的“修”作“高”解;“森森”作“茂密”解,“天籁”作“自然界的音响”解。两句一并译为dense groves of tall bamboos as well as soft sounds of nature。
  (10)“阴森和肃杀”译为gloomy sternness,也是把原文两个并列形容词转化为英语“定语+抽象名词”的形式。
  (11)“乌衣巷“在今南京市东南,东晋时为望族居住的地方,现采取释义法把它译为Wu Yi Xiang, a special residential area of nobility in the Jin Dynasty southeast of today’s Nanjing。
  (12)“你是否觉得劳生草草”中的“劳生”作“辛劳的生活”解;“草草”作“忧虑”解。现全句译为Aren’t you weighed down with cares in this life of hard toil…,其中动词短语to weigh down作“使苦恼”解。
  (13)“深居简出”可译为secluded,现译为unsophisticated,是按“不懂世故”之意作灵活处理。
  (14)“洞天幽境”中的“洞天”本指天上群仙居住之处,现按“超凡的住所”把全文译为heavenly abode。
  (15)“阁道”指古代皇家楼阁之间以木架空的通道,现以释义法把它译为the erstwhile plank-paved path used exclusively by the imperial family for their vehicles to move smoothly。
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