The Original Text and Translation of the Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio

The original and translation of "The Promotion of Weaving in Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio"

The original:

The drama of promoting weaving in Xuande, the palace, is popular among the people. This thing is not made in the west. There is a Huayin order, and I want to flatter Shangguan, and I will try my best to make a fight, because I am always responsible. Make it right with responsibility.

chivalrous men in the city, those who get the best are caged, upright and upright, which is a strange commodity. Li Xu is a fool, and if this branch collects Ding Kou, he will be responsible for one end and pour out the property of several families.

if there are famous people in the city, they will fuck the boy business and will not sell it for a long time. Being a pedantic person, I have been serving as a cunning professional newspaper, and I can't get away with it without trying my best. If you don't reach the end of the year, you will be exhausted. I will levy a promotion, but I dare not collect my hukou, but I have no compensation, and I am depressed to death. The wife said, "What good is death? It's better to search for it yourself, just in case. " Naturally. Go out early and return at dusk, lift the bamboo tube and copper wire cage, and explore the stone hair hole at the place where the grass is blocked, but it is useless. That is, catching three or two heads is inferior and weak, and it is not in the money. Slaughter is strictly limited to chasing after the match, more than ten days later, the staff is up to a hundred, and pus and blood flow between the two strands, and the worm can not be caught. Turn to the side of the bed, but think of yourself. At that time, a hunchback witch came to the village, who could predict with the gods. When a married woman asks questions, she sees old woman with grey hair, the red girl, and fills the door. When you enter the room, the curtain hangs in the secret room, and a few incense sticks are placed outside the curtain. Ask Ruo Xiang Yu Ding, goodbye. The wizard looked from the side and wished for him, and his lips kissed. I don't know what words, but each stood up to listen. In a short time, a piece of paper is thrown out of the curtain, that is, the Taoist priest likes what he wants, and nothing is refreshing. In the case of a married wife paying money, incense was burned to worship. When you eat, the curtain moves and a piece of paper falls. Pick it up, draw it instead of words, draw Lan Ruo in the middle of the hall, lie on the rocks in the back of the hill, with needles and thorns, and the head is covered with green hemp; Next to a frog, if you can dance. You can't know the exhibition. However, seeing the promotion of weaving, hiding the mind, folding it, and returning it to show it. Cheng repeatedly said to himself, "Do you have anything to teach me to hunt insects?" Looking at the landscape in detail, it is really like the Great Buddha Pavilion in the east of the village. It is a strong crutch, and after holding the Tuyi Temple, there is an ancient tomb. Walking along the mausoleum, I saw squatting on stone scales, just like painting. So I listened to Xu Xing in the middle of Hao Lai, like looking for needle mustard, but my heart, eyes and ears were poor and there was no sound. Before I could find it, a frog suddenly jumped away. Cheng Yishu, hurry up. When the frog entered the grass, he crept and begged for it. When he saw a worm lurking in the spine, he jumped on it and entered the stone cave. You can't grow with sharp grass, but only with barrel water irrigation. It is extremely handsome and healthy, and it is obtained one by one. Examination: giant body trimming tail, green neck and golden wings. Great joy, cage home, family celebration, although even the arch wall is also. The soil is raised in a basin, and the crab is white and chestnut yellow, which is extremely protective. Leave it to the deadline to plug the official responsibility.

Cheng Youzi is nine years old. When he peeps at his father's absence, he steals the hair basin, and the insects jump out of the path, which is hard to catch. And pounce on it, it's already cracked, and you have to die. If a child is afraid, he will tell his mother. When the mother heard this, her face turned gray and she cursed, "Yegen, the time has come! When Weng returns, I will count my ears with you! " Tears came out of my eyes. After a few minutes, I heard my wife's words like being snowed. Angry, I don't know where to go; As a result, his body was buried in the well. Therefore, anger is turned into sorrow, and it is heartbreaking. The husband and wife are facing each other, and the hut is smokeless, relatively silent and no longer chatting.

it's almost dusk, so I'll take my son for burial, caress him closely, and the breath will be fresh. Happy to be on the couch, recovering in the middle of the night, the husband and wife are slightly comforted. However, when a child looks dull and sleepy, and becomes concerned about the lack of crickets' cages, he breathes out and swallows, and he no longer thinks about children, and he is unconscious and has no eyes. Dong Xi is driving, lying stiff and worrying for a long time. Suddenly I heard the sound of insects outside the door, and I started to look at them. The insects were still there, and I caught them with joy. Jump away in a flash, and move quickly. Cover it with the palm of your hand, empty if there is nothing; If you cut it by hand, you will jump over it. Take advantage of it, turn over the corner of the wall, and be fascinated by it. Looking around, I saw insects crouching on the wall. The truth of the trial is short, black and red, and it is not the former. Success is small and inferior; Only look around and look for what you are looking for. Bugs on the wall. Suddenly, I jumped down between my sleeves and looked at it. It looked like a local dog, with plum blossom wings and a square head and shin, which seemed to be good. Take it with joy. Will be presented to the court, afraid of improper intentions, think about the fight to try it.

The young busybodies in the village domesticate a worm, calling themselves "Crab Shell Green", and they are invincible with their children. If you want to live in it for profit, but if you are tall and straight, there is no seller. Make a visit to Lu. See what you have stored, cover your mouth and smile. Because of the worm, Nabi is in a cage. If you look at it, you will make great achievements, and you will feel ashamed and dare not compare with it. Teenagers are strong. Gu nian: it's useless to store inferior things. It's better to have a good laugh. Inconel bucket basin. A worm can't move, and it's as stupid as a wooden chicken. The teenager laughed again. Try to stir the whiskers with pig hair, but it still doesn't move. The teenager laughed again. Repeatedly provoked, the insect was furious and went straight to it, so he slammed each other and cheered up. When I saw the bug leaping, its tail stretched out and its whiskers reached the enemy's collar. The youth is terrible, and the solution stops. The insects are singing proudly, as if they were reported to the Lord. Cheng daxi.

Fang * * * looked forward to playing, and a chicken glanced at it and went into a peck. Cheng Hao stood up and shouted. Fortunately, if you miss the peck, the worm will jump to the foot. Chickens advance, push them one by one, and worms are already under their claws. I was saved in a hurry, and I was eclipsed. See the chicken stretch its neck and swing; When you look at it, the insects gather on the crown and bite hard. Chengyi was surprised and put in a cage.

wing day into the slaughter. When the slaughter sees its smallness, the anger will be great. Tell the difference, but don't believe it. Try to fight with other insects, and the insects will be exhausted; Try the chicken again, as promised. It is a reward, and it is dedicated to the army. Fu jun is very happy, and he enters with a golden cage, and his ability is carefully sparse. When I entered the palace, I cited butterflies, mantis, oil tarts, and moss forehead all over the world, and tried them all over again. Every time you hear the sound of harps and harps, you should dance with the festival, which will benefit you. On the great Jiayue, I was given a letter to Fu Chen's famous horse, clothes and satin. Fujun does not forget what he has done, and there is nothing wrong with it. Kill yue, avoid becoming a servant; He also instructed the scholars to enter the city. In his later years, Chengzi's spirit revived and he said to himself, "Body-building promotes weaving, deft and good at fighting, and this is the beginning of Su 'er." Fujun is also thick and successful. Not a few years old, the fields are hundreds of hectares, the pavilions are thousands of rafters, and there are thousands of cattle and sheep hoofs. As soon as he went out, Qiu Ma lived in a family.

Yishi said, "The son of heaven occasionally uses one thing, but it may not be forgotten; And the practitioners are the rules. In addition, official greed is rampant, and it is even more endless for people to post women and sell children every day. Therefore, every step of the son of heaven is a matter of people's lives, and it is impossible to ignore it. The first son of Cheng's family used tobacco to help the poor, and promoted the rich. When it is in the right place and is blamed, it means that it is so far! Heaven will reward those who grow thick, so they will make the ministers, the Yin, and be promoted and benefited. Smell it: one person soars, fairy and chicken and dog. Shinfu! "

Translation:

During the reign of Xuande in Ming Dynasty, cricket fighting was popular in the palace, and a large number of crickets were collected from the people every year. Crickets are not a specialty of Shaanxi. There was a county magistrate in Huayin who offered a cricket to please Shangguan. Let it have a try, but it is very powerful, so Shangguan ordered Huayin County to offer it every year. The magistrate gave the job to Li Zheng again. Every time the idlers in the market get a good cricket, they keep it in cages, raise the price and sell it as a strange commodity at a high price. The tolerance in the village is cunning and treacherous, and it is often used to apportion expenses according to the population; Every time a cricket is recruited, it often takes several families to go bankrupt.

There is a boy named Chengming in the county. He is a boy, and he failed to get a scholar in the exam for a long time. Becoming a famous man is honest and honest, and he is not good at talking. Therefore, he was reported to the county by a cunning little official and let him serve as Li Zheng. He tried his best to avoid it. In less than a year, the meager family property in the family was tossed away. This year, I met the cricket in the palace, became famous and dared not blackmail the people. I had no money to compensate myself, and I was so sad and bored. The wife said, "What's the good of dying? It's better to catch it yourself, maybe there is hope to get one. " Fame thought it was right, so he went out early and returned late, carrying bamboo tubes and silk cages, moving stones and digging holes in the grass under the broken wall, and used all means, but never caught a tribute. Even if two or three heads are caught, they are weak and small, and they are not up to standard. The county magistrate chased him within a time limit, only for more than ten days. When he became famous, he got a hundred boards, and his legs were beaten so bloody that even crickets could not be caught. Lying in bed every day, tossing and turning, just want to commit suicide.

At this time, a hunchback witch came to the village, who could use ghosts and gods to calculate divination, which was very effective. The famous wife took the money to ask for divination, and saw the red makeup girl and the white-haired mother-in-law crowded the door. Walking into the witch's house, there was a secret room with a curtain and several cases outside. Those who ask for divination first burn incense in the incense burner and worship twice. The witch looked at the sky and prayed for them, her lips closed and she didn't know what to say. The diviner stood there listening respectfully. After a while, a piece of paper was thrown out of the curtain, which said what the diviner wanted to ask, without any mistakes. The famous wife put money on the incense table and lit incense and bowed down like the people in front. After a meal, the curtain moved and a piece of paper was thrown out. She picked it up and saw that the paper was not words but pictures. It is painted with palaces and pavilions, like a Buddhist temple; At the foot of the hill behind the temple, there are grotesque stones and clumps of thorns everywhere. A green-headed cricket is hiding there, and there is a toad next to it, as if to jump. The famous wife watched it repeatedly and didn't understand what it meant. But when I saw a cricket on the painting, I vaguely said the central thing, so I folded the paper and took it home to show it to fame.

Being famous, looking at the painting and thinking repeatedly, doesn't it mean giving me a place to catch crickets? I carefully examined the scenery in the painting, which is very similar to the Great Buddha Temple in the east of the village. So he reluctantly got up, leaned on crutches and took pictures to the back of the Great Buddha Temple in the east of the village. I saw an ancient grave in the dense grass, and I became famous and walked along the grave. I saw layers of stones, just like fish scales, very similar to those in the painting. Becoming famous is in the weeds of Artemisia scoparia, listening sideways and walking slowly, as if looking for tiny needles and mustard. Until I found that I was blind and deaf, there was still no trace of crickets. He was searching intently when suddenly a toad jumped out. Fame was amazed, and he hurried after it. Toad had got into the grass. He pushed through the grass, searched carefully, and saw a cricket lying beside the thorn root. He quickly threw his hand and the cricket got into the cave. Fame is fiddled with the tip of the grass, but it can't be dialed out; Fill it with water from the bamboo tube again, and the cricket will come out. See this cricket is strong and handsome. Fame, catch it and look at it carefully. It's big, with a long tail, a green neck and golden wings. I was very happy to become famous, so I put it in a cage and carried it home. The whole family celebrated and congratulated it, and regarded it as more precious than the priceless Baoyu. Raise it in a basin, feed it good things, take good care of it, and only wait until the deadline to send it to the county for a job.

Fame had a son who was only nine years old. Seeing that his father was not at home, he secretly opened the lid of the basin to look at it. The cricket jumped out of the basin at once, too fast to catch. When he threw it into his hand, the cricket's leg fell off, his stomach cracked, and he died soon. The child was afraid and told his mother in tears. Hearing this, the mother turned pale with fear and cursed: "curse!" Your time has come! I'll settle accounts with you when your father comes back! " The child went out crying.

after a while, I came back from fame and listened to my wife's story, as if I had been drenched by ice and snow, and I was looking for my son angrily, but my son didn't know where to go. Later, the child's body was salvaged from the well, and the famous couple immediately turned from anger to sorrow, crying to death. The husband and wife are in a daze, they don't cook, they just sit silently, and they no longer feel a little bit alive. It was getting dark, so I took a straw mat and wanted to bury the child. When I touched my son's body near him, I found a faint breath. The husband and wife happily put their son on the bed. In the middle of the night, the son woke up, and the husband and wife felt a little relieved. But when I saw the cricket's cage empty, I was so angry that I could not speak. I dare not pursue my son again. I didn't even close my eyes from dusk to dawn.

The sun in the east has risen, and he is still lying flat in bed worrying about fame. Suddenly I heard the cry of a cricket outside the door, and I got up in surprise to see that the cricket seemed to be still alive. Fame happily caught it, and the cricket jumped away as soon as it called, and it jumped very fast. Fame covers it with the palm of your hand, and you feel nothing in your palm; As soon as I raised my hand, the cricket jumped away again. Fame hurried to catch up and turned the corner. I don't know where the cricket got. Fame looked around and saw crickets lying on the wall. A closer look shows that the body is short and dark red, not the previous one. Fame is too small to catch, just looking back and forth to find the one that I just chased. The little cricket on the wall suddenly jumped into the clothes of fame. When it became famous, it looked like a mole cricket, with plum-shaped wings, a square head and a long neck, which looked like a good variety. Only then did it catch it happily. When I was about to give it to the government, I was nervous. I was afraid it wouldn't suit the government, so I wanted it to have a try.

There is a good boy in the village who domesticated a cricket and named it "Crab Shell Green". Every day, he fights with some teenagers, and every time he fails to win. He wanted to make a fortune from this cricket, so he raised the price, but he didn't buy it. On this day, the boy went to the door to find fame. When he saw the little cricket raised by fame, he couldn't help laughing while covering his mouth. He took out his own cricket and put it in a cage to compete. When he became famous, he saw his cricket, which was big and slender, and he was ashamed to compete with him. The teenager insisted on it again and again, and became famous: it's no use raising an inferior cricket. It's better to let it fight once and make everyone laugh. He put both crickets in a pot and let them fight. The famous little cricket lay there motionless and stupid, and the boy laughed again. He teased the little cricket's whiskers with his bristles. Time and again, the little cricket suddenly got angry and rushed over, and then they fought with each other, jumping and beating, flapping their wings with sound. After a while, the little cricket jumped up and jumped at his opponent to bite his neck. The boy was surprised and quickly separated them and stopped fighting. The cricket fluttered its wings and sang proudly, as if to inform its owner. I was so happy to be famous that I was enjoying myself. Suddenly, a chicken came over and went straight to peck the cricket. Fame stood there shouting in horror. Fortunately, it was not pecked. The cricket jumped out a foot or two away. The chicken strode to catch up again, and the little cricket had landed under the chicken's feet. Fame panicked, and I didn't know how to save it. I was so anxious that I stamped my feet and my face changed. In a blink of an eye, I saw the chicken staring blankly with its neck stretched out. When I got closer, it turned out that the little cricket was biting hard on the cockscomb. Being famous is even more surprising, so I put the little cricket in the cage.

The next day, Chengming presented the cricket to the county magistrate. Seeing that the cricket was too small, the county magistrate angrily reprimanded and became famous. Fame tells the story of its strangeness. The county magistrate didn't believe it, so he tried to make it fight with other crickets, and all the crickets were defeated. Let it fight the chicken again, as expected, just like fame said. The county magistrate rewarded fame and dedicated this cricket to the governor. The governor was very happy and presented it to the emperor in a golden cage, and described the cricket's skills in detail in the memorial. After the little cricket entered the palace, it fought all kinds of exotic crickets, such as butterflies, mantis, oil Lida, green clump forehead, etc., which were paid tribute all over the world, and no one surpassed it. Whenever the cricket hears the sound of the harp, it dances to the beat, and people find it more and more strange. The emperor was very happy and gave the governor a famous horse and satin. The governor didn't forget where this honor came from. Before long, the county magistrate was promoted because of his outstanding achievements. The county magistrate was also happy, so he was relieved of the duty of becoming famous, and told the school envoy to let fame enter the county school.

Later, after more than a year, the spirit of the famous son recovered, and he said that he had become a cricket and was agile and good at fighting, and now he woke up. The governor also rewarded fame. In a few years, there will be hundreds of acres of fields, countless pavilions and cattle and sheep. As soon as I went out, I wore fur clothes and rode on a high horse, and my wealth surpassed that of an official family.

Introduction of Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio

Character introduction

Nie Xiaoqian

Nie Xiaoqian was a beautiful female ghost, who only lived to be 18 years old before her death and was buried next to the desolate ancient temple in the north of Jinhua City, Zhejiang Province. Unfortunately, she was threatened by the monster hag. After Ning Caichen, a native of Zhejiang, temporarily stayed in the temple, Xiaoqian was instructed by the monster to come to murder, but was moved by the righteous spirit of the mining minister, so she told the truth and helped the mining minister turn the corner. I also bear the great trust and help of Xiaoqian.