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《醉翁亭记》英译欧阳修环滁皆山也。其西南诸峰，林壑尤美。望之蔚然而深秀者，琅琊也。山行六七里，渐闻水声潺潺，而泄出于两峰之间者，酿泉也。峰回路转，有亭翼然临于泉上者，醉翁亭也。作亭者谁？山之僧曰智仙也。名之者谁？太守自谓也。太守与客来饮于此，饮少辄醉，而年又最高，故自号曰“醉翁”也。醉翁之意不在酒，在乎山水之间也。山水之乐，得之心而寓之酒也。若夫日出而林霏开，云归而岩穴暝，晦明变化者，山间之朝暮也。野芳发而幽香，佳木秀而繁阴，风霜高洁，水落而石出者，山间之四时也。朝而往，暮而归，四时之景不同，而乐亦无穷也。至于负者歌于途，行者休于树，前者呼，后者应，伛偻提携，往来而不绝者，滁人游也。临溪而渔，溪深而鱼肥；酿泉为酒，泉香而酒冽；山肴野蔌，杂然而前陈者，太守宴也。宴酣之乐，非丝非竹，射者中，弈者胜，觥筹交错，坐起而喧哗者，众宾欢也。苍然白发，颓然乎其中者，太守醉也。已而夕阳在山，人影散乱，太守归而宾客从也。树林阴翳，鸣声上下，游人去而禽鸟乐也。然而禽鸟知山林之乐，而不知人之乐；人知从太守游而乐，而不知太守之乐其乐也。醉能同其乐，醒能述以文者，太守也。太守谓谁？庐陵欧阳修也。TheRoadsideHutoftheOldDrunkardOuyangXiuTheDistrictofChuisenclosedallaroundbyhills,ofwhichthoseinthesouthwestboastthemostlovelyforestsanddales.Inthedistance,denselywoodedandpossessedofaruggedbeauty,isMt.Langya.Whenyoupenetrateamileortwointothismountainyoubegintohearthegurglingofastream,andpresentlythestream—theBrewer'sSpring—comesintosightcascadingbetweentwopeaks.Roundingabendyouseeahutwithaspreadingroofbythestream,andthisistheRoadsideHutoftheOldDrunkard.ThishutwasbuiltbythemonkZhixian.Itwasgivenitsnamebythegovernor,referringtohimself.Thegovernor,comingherewithhisfriends,oftengetstipsyafteralittledrinking;andsinceheisthemostadvancedinyears,hecallshimselftheOldDrunkard.Hedelightslessindrinkingthaninthehillsandstreams,takingpleasureinthemandexpressingthefeelinginhisheartthroughdrinking.Nowatdawnandduskinthismountaincomethechangesbetweenlightanddarkness:whenthesunemerges,themistywoodsbecomeclear;whenthecloudshanglow,thegrottoesarewrappedingloom.Theninthecourseofthefourseasons,Youfindwildflowersburgeoningandbloomingwithasecretfragrance,thestatelytreesputontheirmantleofleavesandgiveagoodlyshade,untilwindandfrosttouchallwithausterity,thewatersinkslowandtherocksatthebottomofthestreamemerge.Amangoingthereinthemorningandreturningintheeveningduringthechangingpageantoftheseasonscanderiveendlesspleasurefromtheplace.Andthelocalpeoplemaybeseenmakingtheirwaythereandbackinanendlessstream,theoldandinfirmaswellasinfantsinarms,mencarryingburdenswhosingastheygo,passersbystoppingtorestbeneaththetrees,thoseinfrontcallingoutandthosebehindanswering.Therethegovernorgivesafeastwithavarietyofdishesbeforehim,mostlywildvegetablesandmountainproduce.Thefisharefreshlycaughtfromthestream,andsincethestreamisdeepandthefisharefat;thewineisbrewedwithspringwater,andsincethespringissweetthewineissuperb.Theretheyfeastanddrinkmerrilywithnoaccompanimentofstringsorflutes;whensomeonewinsagameoftouhuorchess,whentheymarkuptheirscoresindrinkinggamestogether,orraiseacheerfuldinsittingorstanding,itcanbeseenthattheguestsareenjoyingthemselves.Theelderlymanwithwhitehairinthemiddle,whositsutterlyrelaxedandathisease,isthegovernor,alreadyhalfdrunk.Thenthesunsinkstowardsthehills,men'sshadowsbeginstoflitaboutandscatter;andnowthegovernorleaves,followedbyhisguests.Intheshadeofthewoodsbirdschirpaboveandbelow,showingthatthemenhavegoneandthebirdsareatpeace.Butalthoughthebirdsenjoythehillsandforests,theycannotunderstandthemen'spleasureinthem;andalthoughmenenjoyaccompanyingthegovernorthere,theycannotunderstandhispleasureeither.Thegovernorisabletosharehisenjoymentwithotherswhenheisinhiscups,andsoberagaincanwriteanessayaboutit.Whoisthisgovernor?OuyangXiuofLuling.（杨宪益、戴乃迭译）ThePavilionoftheDrunkenOldManOuyangXiuChuZhouissurroundedwithmountains.Theforestsandvalleysonthesouthwestridgeareespeciallybeautiful.Lyinginthedistance,wherethetreesgrowluxuriantlyandgracefully,istheLangyaMountain.Sixorsevenliupthemountainpath,agurglingsoundgrowsclearerandclearer.Itisfromaspringthatfallsbetweentwomountains.ThespringiscalledtheWine-MakingSpring.Thepathturnsandtwistsalongthemountainridge,andabovethespringrestsapavilionperchingaloftlikeabirdwithwingsoutstretched.ThisisthePavilionoftheDrunkenOldMan.Whobuiltthispavilion?MonkZhixian,wholivedinthemountain.Andwhofurnisheditwiththatname?Itwastheprefect,whonameditafterhisownalias.Theprefectoftencomesheretodrinkwinewithhisfriendsandheeasilygetstipsyafterafewcups.Beingoldestinageamonghiscompanions,hecallshimself"thedrunkenoldman".Thedrinker'sheartisnotinthecup,butinthemountainsandwaters.Thejoyhegetsfromthemistreasuredintheheart,andnowandthenhewillexpressitthroughwine-drinking.Inthemorning,therisingsundispersestheforestmists,andintheevening,thegatheringcloudsdarkenthecavesandvalleys.Thisshiftingfromlighttodarknessismorningandeveninginthemountains.Inspring,bloomingflowerssendforthadelicatefragrance;insummer,theflourishingtreesafforddeepshades;inautumn,theskyishighandcrisp,andthefrost,snowywhite;inwinter,thewaterofthecreekrecedesandthebarebedrockemerges.Thesearethemountainscenesinthefourseasons.Goingtothemountaininthemorningandreturninghomeintheeveningandenjoyingthebeautiesofthemountainindifferentseasonsisadelightbeyonddescription!Carriersaresingingallalongtheway,andpedestriansaretakingrestbeneaththetrees.Someareshoutingfromtheforeandareansweredbyothersfrombehind.Therearehunchbackedoldfolks,andchildrenledbytheirelders.TheyarepeoplefromChuzhouwhohavecomehereinanendlessstream.Somearefishingbythecreekwherethewaterisdeepandthefisharebig.Thewateritselfisfaintlyscentedandthewinebrewedfromitiscrystalclear.Upontheprefect'sbanquettableisasundrylayerofdishes,includingthemeatofwildbeastsandtheflavoringsofediblemountainherbs.Thejoyofthefeastliesnotinthemusicalaccompanimentofstringsorflutes,butinwinningthegames,suchasthrowingarrowsintothevessel,orchessplaying.Winecupsandgamblingchipslayscatteredinblithedisarray.Therevelers,nowsitting,nowstanding,cavortmadlyamongthemselves.Thesearetheprefect'sguests,andtheoldmanwithwizenedfaceandwhitehairamongthem,whoishalfdrunk,isnoneotherthantheprefecthimself.Asduskfalls,oneseesshiftingshadowsscatteringinalldirections.Theprefectisleavingforhome,andhisguestsarefollowinghim.Theshadowsofthetreesaredeepening,andbirdsarechirpinghighandlow.Thepeoplearegoinghome,leavingthebirdsfreetoenjoythemselves.Thebirdsonlyknowtheirjoyinthewoodedmountains,butareunawareofwhatmakesthepeoplejoyful.Thepeopleonlyknowthattheyarejoyfulontheirexcursionwiththeprefect,butareunawarethattheprefectfindshisjoyinseeingthemjoyful.He,whoenjoyshimselfwiththepeoplewhendrunk,andrecordsthisexcursioninwritingwhensober,istheprefecthimself.Andwhoistheprefect?HeisOuyangXiuofLuling.（罗经国译）TheOldDrunkard’sArbourOu-YangShiouThedistrictofCh'uisentirelysurroundedbyhills,andthepeakstothesouth-westareclothedwithadenseandbeautifulgrowthoftrees,overwhichtheeyewandersinraptureawaytotheconfinesofShantung.Awalkoftwoorthreemilesonthosehillsbringsonewithinearshotofthesoundoffallingwaterwhichgushesforthfromaravine,andisknownastheWine-Fountain;whilehardbyinanookatabendintheroadstandsakiosque,commonlyspokenofastheOldDrunkard’sArbour.ItwasbuiltbyaBuddhistpriest,calledDeathlessWisdom,wholivedamongthesehills;andwhoreceivedtheabovenamefromtheGovernorhimself.Forthelatterusedtobringhisfriendshithertotakewine;andashepersonallywasincapacitatedbyaveryfewcups,andwas,moreover,wellstrickeninyears,hegavehimselfthesobriquetoftheOldDrunkard.Butitwasnotwinethatattractedhimtothisspot;itwasthecharmingscenerywhichwineenabledhimtoenjoy.Thesun’srays,peepingatdawnthroughthetrees,by-and-bytobeobscuredbehindgatheringclouds,leavingnaughtbutgloomaround,givetothisspotthealternationsofmorningandnight.Thewildflowersthatexhaletheirperfumefromthedarknessofsomeshadydell;theluxuriantfoliageofthedenseforestofbeautifultrees;theclearfrostywind;andthenakedbouldersofthelesseningtorrent;—thesearetheindicationsofspring,summer,autumn,andwinter.Morningisthetimetogothither,returningwiththeshadesoffnight;andalthoughtheplacepresentsadifferentaspectwiththechangesoftheseason,itscharmsaresubjecttonointerruption,butcontinuealways.Burden-carrierssingtheirwayalongtheroad,travellersrestawhileunderthetrees;shoutsfromone,responsesfromanother;oldpeoplehobblingalong;childreninarms,childrendraggedalongbyhand;backwardsandforwardsalldaylongwithoutabreak;—thesearethepeopleofCh'u.Acastinthestream,andafinefishtakenfromsomespotwheretheeddyingpoolsbegintodeepen;adraughtofcoolwinefromthefountain;andafewsuchdishesofmeatsandfruitsasthehillsareabletoprovide;—these,nicelyspreadoutbeforehand,constitutetheGovernor’sfeast.Andintherevelryofthebanquethourthereisnothoughtoftoilortrouble.Everyarcherhitshismark,andeveryplayerwinshispartie;gobletsflashfromhandtohand,andabuzzofconversationisheardastheguestsmoveunconstrainedlyabout.Amongthemisanoldmanwithwhitehair,baldatthetopofhishead.ThisisthedrunkenGovernor,who,whentheeveningsunkissesthetipsofthehills,andthefallingshadowsaredrawnoutandblurred,bendshisstepshomewardsincompanywithhisfriends.Theninthegrowingdarknessareheardsoundsaboveandbelow:thebeastsofthefieldandthebirdsoftheairarerejoicingatthedepartureofman.They,too,canrejoiceinhillsandtrees,buttheycannotrejoiceasmanrejoices.SoalsotheGovernor’sfriends.Theyrejoicewithhim,thoughtheyknownotatwhatitisthatherejoices.Drunk,hecanrejoicewiththem;sober,hecandiscoursewiththem;—suchistheGovernor.AndshouldyouaskwhoistheGovernor,Ireply,“Ou-yangHsiuofLu-ling.”（HerbertA.Giles译）TheArbouroftheDrunkenGraybeardOuyangXiuSurroundingChuPrefectureareallmountains.Thosestandinginthesouthwestwithwoodedpeaksandvalleysarethemostsublime.Theonethatcommandsaviewofluxuriantforests,impartingasenseofseclusionandveiledbeauty,isMountLangya.Awalkofsixorsevenlialongthemountaintrailbringsonewithinearshotofgurglingwater,whichannouncesNiangSpringgushingoutbetweentwopeaks.Thepathtwistsandthepeakgivesachangedaspect.Thenonecomesinsightofanarboursoaringlikeabirdspreadingitswingsoverthespring.ThisisnamelytheArbouroftheDrunkenGraybeard.Whosetupthearbour?ThemonkofthemountainscalledZhiXian.Whogaveitthename?HisExcellencytheprefect.Theprefectandhisguestsoftencomeheretodrink.Evenwithafewsips,theformerwouldbecomeintoxicated,andbeingtheoldest,styledhimselftheDrunkenGraybeard.TheDrunkenGraybearddoesnotaimatwine,butatthesplendidscenery.Thedelightitbestowsisacquiredbyheartbutdepositedinwine.Thesunrises,thefogintheforestsdissipates,andthestonecavesbecomeobscuredascloudsarevanishing—theshiftoflighttodarknessmarksthepassageoftimefromdawntilldusk.Andthenthewildflowersblossom,emittingtheirdelicatefragrance,thewoodsarecladwithlushfoliage.Again,natureishoarywithrimeandstonesstandoutintheshallowstream—allthisshowsthechangesofthefourseasonsinthemountains.Settingoutfrommornandreturningateve,oneperceivesthedifferentviewsindifferentseasonsandthejoyofadmiringnature’sbeautyissimplyinfinite.Asforthecarrierssingingontheway,theramblersrestinginthetrees’shade,themenwalkingaheadcallingandbeingansweredbythosetrailingbehind,andtheseniletrudgingwithbowedbodiesortheadultsleadingtheirchildrenbythehand,allforminganuninterruptedpassageofpeopletoandfro—itistheChufolkssaunteringonthemountain.Anglinginthedeepstreamteemingwithfatfish,brewingaromaticwinewithNiangSpringwater,huntingforgameandgatheringwildedibleplants—allthisisforthepreparationofamiscellaneousfeastinhonouroftheprefect.Thejocundityofthefeastdoesnotfindexpressioninmusic.Youcanseethecontestantsshootingtheirarrowsintothepotsforprizes,thechessplayerswinningtheirgames,cupsandgobletsscattersinconfusion,andpeopleroisteringinstandingorsittingpostures—itistheguestsrevelling.Andthewhite-hairedoldman,strickeninyears,lyingprostrateintheirmidst—itistheprefectbeinginebriated.Thenthesunissettingdownthemountainridges,andtheexcursionistsaredispersingindifferentdirections.Theprefectisgoinghome,followedbyhisguests.Underthecanopyofleaves,birdsarewarblingeverywhere,fortheyaregladofthedepartureoftheintruders.However,thefowlsknowthejoyofwoodedmountains,buttheyarebeyondtheknowledgeofman’shappiness.Andthefolksknowhowtomakemerryinthecompanyoftheprefect,buttheyhavenoideahowHisExcellencyenjoyshimself.Theonewhoisabletosharethecommonmirthwhenintoxicatedandputitdowninrefineddescriptionwhensoberedisnoneotherthantheprefect.Whoistheprefect?OuyangXiuofLuling.（谢百魁译）TheStoryoftheOldDrunkardTowerOu-yangHsiuTheprefectureofChuissurroundedwithhillsonallsides.Thewoodedravinesofthesouth-westpeaksareparticularlybeautiful.Lo,thereisLangYaHillshroudedindeep,luxuriantblue.Afterafewmiles'walkinthemountains,themurmurofastreamwillgraduallycomewithinhearing—thatistheBrewingFountainpouringdownbetweentwopeaks.Byturningroundthepeakalongabendingpaththereappearsatowerstandinglikeaperchingbirdabovethefountain—thatistheOldDrunkardTower.Whobuiltthetower?ABuddhistmonk,theWiseImmortal.Whogaveitthename?ThePrefectreferstohimself.ThePrefectcomestodrinkherewithhisguests.Onlyalittledrinkingwillmakehimdrunk;andbeingtheeldesthethereforecallshimselftheolddrunkard.Theolddrunkardisnotinterestedinthewine,butinthehillsandrivers.Thejoyofhillsandrivers,foundintheheart,minglesitselfwiththewine.Toillustrate,thesunrisedispersingthemistsoverthewoods,andthereturnofcloudsdimmingthecavesbelowtherocks—thisisthealterationoflightandshade,whichrepresentsthemorningandeveninginthemountains.Sweetsmellemittingfromthefreshwildgrass;luxuriantshadesmadebythefinetrees;thehigh,clearskies,windyandfrosty;rocksstandingoutofrecedingwater—thesearethechangesofthefourseasonsinthemountains.Goingoutinthemorningandcomingbackintheevening,onefindseachofthefourseasonshasitsdifferentscenery,andthepleasureisinexhaustible.Asforthecarriersontheroad,thewayfarerstakingrestunderthetrees,someshoutingaheadandsomescorebehind,andothersbentwithburdensgoingtoandfrowithoutabreak—thesearevisitorsfromChuitself.Toangleatthestreamwherethestreamisdeepandthefishesarefat;tobrewthefountainwaterintowinewherethewaterisdeliciousandthewineisclear;andwithmountaingameandwildvegetableplacedbeforehiminaconfusedmanner—thatisthePrefectatbanquet.Thepleasureofrevelryismusicneitherofstring,noofbamboo.Theshootershittingthemarks;thechess-playersscoringvictory;winecupsandcountersmixedtogether;andpeoplesittingdownandrisingupwithmuchnoise—theguestsarehappyandmerry.Andamidstthecrowdamanwithasallowfaceandwhitehair,beinghardlyabletostandfirm—thatisthePrefectmadedrunk.Soonthesuntouchingthemountain,andtheshadowsofmenbeingscatteredinconfusion—thePrefect,followedbyhisguests,isgoingback.Intheshadesofthegroveswarblingisheardupanddown—thebirdsareenjoyingthemselvesafterthedepartureofthevisitors.Thebirdsenjoymountainsandwoods,butunderstandnotthepleasureofmen;andmenenjoythepleasureoffollowingthePrefectinexcursion,buttheyknownotwhatpleasurethePrefectenjoys.Hewhosharestheirpleasuresindrunkenness,andwhenawakecanrelateitinwriting—thisisthePrefect.WhoisthePrefect?—Ou-yangHsiuofLuLing.（潘正英译）江苏卫视的“非诚勿扰”办得红红火火，一向对这类婚姻交友类节目没有什么兴趣的我，现在也在慢慢地观注它。毕竟我已经是过来人了，呵呵！曾经在一次节目上看到一位男嘉宾的征婚启示写得比较有意思，原文如下：你要想找一帅哥就别来了，你要想找一钱包就别见了，硕士学历以上的免谈，上海女人免谈，女企业家免谈（小商小贩除外），省得咱们互相都会失望。刘德华和阿汤哥那种财貌双全的郎君是不会来征你的婚的，当然我也没有做诺丁山的梦。您要真是一仙女我也接不住，没期待您长得更画报封面一样看一眼就魂飞魄散。外 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