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第四十回
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The Baby, Playing at Transformation, Throws the Chan-Mind into Chaos · Ape and Horse, the Sword-Crucible and Wood-Mother, Come to Naught

風息尋師
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風息尋師 The Wind Stills, the Master Sought

shíjiānfēngshēngzànguāngmíngxíngzhěshàngqiánguānkànzhǐjiànbáilóngzhànjīngjīnghǎnshēngxíngdàndiūzàixiàjièxiàshēnyínshāsēngdūnzàiqiánjiàohuànxíngzhěhǎn:「jiè。」dāizitīngjiànshìxíngzhědeshēngyīnquètáitóukànshíkuángfēngjìngláichězhùxíngzhědào:「hǎofēnga!」shāsēngquèshàngqiándào:「zhèshìzhènxuánfēng。」yòuwèn:「shīzài?」jièdào:「fēngláidejǐnmendōucángtóuzhēyǎnduǒfēngshīzàishàngde。」xíngzhědào:「jīnquèwǎngle?」shāsēngdào:「shìdēngcǎozuòdexiǎngbèifēngjuǎn。」shíjiānfēngshēngzànguāngmíngxíngzhěshàngqiánguānkànzhǐjiànbáilóngzhànjīngjīnghǎnshēngxíngdàndiūzàixiàjièxiàshēnyínshāsēngdūnzàiqiánjiàohuànxíngzhěhǎn:「jiè。」dāizitīngjiànshìxíngzhědeshēngyīnquètáitóukànshíkuángfēngjìngláichězhùxíngzhědào:「hǎofēnga!」shāsēngquèshàngqiándào:「zhèshìzhènxuánfēng。」yòuwèn:「shīzài?」jièdào:「fēngláidejǐnmendōucángtóuzhēyǎnduǒfēngshīzàishàngde。」xíngzhědào:「jīnquèwǎngle?」shāsēngdào:「shìdēngcǎozuòdexiǎngbèifēngjuǎn。」


逐句解 Line by line

shíjiānfēngshēngzànguāngmíng shíjiānfēngshēngzànguāngmíng

In a little while the wind's roar briefly abated and the light of day grew bright.

一時間: 一 sandhi → before (2nd tone); = jiān.

xíngzhěshàngqiánguānkànzhǐjiànbáilóngzhànjīngjīnghǎnshēngxíngdàndiūzàixiàjièxiàshēnyínshāsēngdūnzàiqiánjiàohuàn xíngzhěshàngqiánguānkànzhǐjiànbáilóngzhànjīngjīnghǎnshēngxíngdàndiūzàixiàjièxiàshēnyínshāsēngdūnzàiqiánjiàohuàn

Pilgrim came forward to look, and saw only the white dragon-horse trembling and neighing out loud, the luggage-load flung down at the roadside, Eight Rules groaning at the foot of the cliff, and Sha Monk crouched calling out before the slope.

觀看: = guān. 行李擔: = dàn (a load, noun).

xíngzhěhǎn:「jiè。」 xíngzhěhǎn:「jiè。」

Pilgrim shouted: "Eight Rules!"

行者喊 — Wukong rallying the scattered party.

dāizitīngjiànshìxíngzhědeshēngyīnquètáitóukànshíkuángfēngjìngláichězhùxíngzhědào:「hǎofēnga!」 dāizitīngjiànshìxíngzhědeshēngyīnquètáitóukànshíkuángfēngjìngláichězhùxíngzhědào:「hǎofēnga!」

That blockhead, hearing it was Pilgrim's voice, lifted his head and looked — the gale already stilled — scrambled up, and, catching hold of Pilgrim, said: "Brother, what a great wind!"

那獃子: deictic = ; suffix = zi.

shāsēngquèshàngqiándào:「zhèshìzhènxuánfēng。」 shāsēngquèshàngqiándào:「zhèshìzhènxuánfēng。」

Sha Monk too came forward and said: "Brother, this was a whirlwind."

一陣旋風: 一 sandhi → before (4th tone).

yòuwèn:「shīzài?」 yòuwèn:「shīzài?」

And he asked further: "Where is the Master?"

師父在那裡: interrogative 那裡 = nǎ lǐ ("where").

jièdào:「fēngláidejǐnmendōucángtóuzhēyǎnduǒfēngshīzàishàngde。」 jièdào:「fēngláidejǐnmendōucángtóuzhēyǎnduǒfēngshīzàishàngde。」

Eight Rules said: "The wind came on so hard that we all buried our heads and shielded our eyes, each of us dodging the gale — the Master was lying low on the horse too."

風來得緊: complement = de. 都藏頭遮眼: = dōu; = cáng ("to hide").

xíngzhědào:「jīnquèwǎngle?」 xíngzhědào:「jīnquèwǎngle?」

Pilgrim said: "And where has he gone off to now?"

往那裡去了: interrogative 那裡 = nǎ lǐ ("where"); aspect = le.

shāsēngdào:「shìdēngcǎozuòdexiǎngbèifēngjuǎn。」 shāsēngdào:「shìdēngcǎozuòdexiǎngbèifēngjuǎn。」

Sha Monk said: "He was like one made of lampwick-rush — I think he's been rolled away by the wind."

燈草做的 ("made of lampwick-rush"): a figure for the Master's frailty, light enough to be blown off. 被一風捲去: 一 sandhi → before (1st tone).


總評 Commentary

The aftermath is drawn with a quick, precise attention to disarray: the horse neighing and trembling, the luggage thrown down, Bajie groaning under the cliff, Sha Monk crouched and calling — the whole party scattered and stunned, and only Wukong on his feet to take stock. The comedy of the exchange (Bajie's dazed "what a great wind," Sha Monk's rush to state the obvious) sits atop the dawning recognition that the Master is simply gone, blown away like a wisp of lampwick-rush.

The figure Sha Monk reaches for — 燈草做的, "made of lampwick-rush" — is quietly apt for the whole predicament. Tripitaka, the ordinary mortal at the center of the enterprise, is physically the frailest of the five and, for all his spiritual centrality, the most easily removed; the demon's windstorm has simply lifted him out of the story. The passage marks the transition from the abduction itself to its consequences: the disciples must now reckon with a leaderless pilgrimage, and the next passage will show that reckoning nearly dissolving the party altogether before Sha Monk's resolve holds it together.