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第五课杨宪益、戴乃迭译文赏析《红楼梦》第二十八回蒋玉菡情赠茜香罗薛宝钗羞笼红麝串……这里宝玉悲恸了一回，忽然抬头不见了黛玉，便知黛玉看见他躲开了，自己也觉无味，抖抖土起来，下山寻归旧路，往怡红院来．可巧看见林黛玉在前头走，连忙赶上去，说道：“你且站住．我知你不理我，我只说一句话，从今后撂开手。”林黛玉回头看见是宝玉，待要不理他，听他说“只说一句话，从此撂开手”，这话里有文章，少不得站住说道：“有一句话，请说来。”宝玉笑道：“两句话，说了你听不听？”黛玉听说，回头就走．宝玉在身后面叹道：“既有今日，何必当初！林黛玉听见这话，由不得站住，回头道：“当初怎么样？今日怎么样？”宝玉叹道：“当初姑娘来了，那不是我陪着顽笑？凭我心爱的，姑娘要，就拿去，我爱吃的，听见姑娘也爱吃，连忙干干净净收着等姑娘吃．一桌子吃饭，一床上睡觉．丫头们想不到的，我怕姑娘生气，我替丫头们想到了。我心里想着：姊妹们从小儿长大，亲也罢，热也罢，和气到了儿，才见得比人好．如今谁承望姑娘人大心大，不把我放在眼睛里，倒把外四路的什么宝姐姐凤姐姐的放在心坎儿上，倒把我三日不理四日不见的。我又没个亲兄弟亲姊妹。——虽然有两个，你难道不知道是和我隔母的？我也和你似的独出，只怕同我的心一样。谁知我是白操了这个心，弄的有冤无处诉！”说着不觉滴下眼泪来。Chapter28……WhenBaoyurecoveredsufficientlytolookupshehadgone,obviouslytoavoidhim.Gettinguprathersheepishly,hedustedoffhisclothesandwalkeddownthehilltomakehiswaybackagaintoHappyRedCourt.CatchingsightofDaiyuahead,heovertookher.Dostop!hebegged.Iknowyouwon'tlookatme,butletmejustsayoneword.Afterthatwecanpartcompanyforgood.Daiyuglancedroundandwouldhaveignoredhim,butwascurioustohearthisoneword,thinkingtheremustbesomethinginit.Shecametoahalt.Outwithit.Baoyusmiled.WouldyoulistenifIsaidtwowords?heasked.Atonceshewalkedaway.Baoyu,closebehindher,sighed.Whyarethingssodifferentnowfrominthepast?Againstherwillshestoppedoncemoreandturnedherhead.Whatdoyoumeanby'now'and'thepast'?Baoyuheavedanothersigh.Wasn'tIyourplaymatewhenyoufirstcame?hedemanded.Anythingthatpleasedmewasyours,cousin,fortheasking.IfIknewyoufanciedafavouritedishofmine,Iputitawayinacleanplacetillyoucame.Weateatthesametableandsleptonthesamebed.Itookcarethatthemaidsdidnothingtoupsetyou;forIthoughtcousinsgrowinguptogetherassuchgoodfriendsshouldbekindertoeachotherthananyoneelse.Ineverexpectedyoutogrowsoproudthatflowyouhavenouseformewhileyou'resofondofoutsiderslikeBaochaiandXifeng.Youignoremeorcutmeforthreeoffourdaysatatime.I'venobrothersorsistersofmyown--onlytwobyadifferentmother,aswellyouknow.SoI'manonlychildlikeyou,andIthoughtthatwouldmakeforanaffinitybetweenus.Butapparentlyitwasnousemyhopingforthat.There'snobodyIcantellhowunhappyIam.Withthat,hebrokedownagain.2.《孔乙己》《孔乙己》片段鲁迅有几回，邻居孩子听得笑声，也赶热闹，围住了孔乙己。他便给他们茴香豆吃，一人一颗。孩子吃完豆，仍然不散，眼睛都望着碟子。孔乙己着了慌，伸开五指将碟子罩住，弯腰下去说道，“不多了，我已经不多了。”直起身又看一看豆，自己摇头说，“不多不多！多乎哉？不多也。”于是这一群孩子都在笑声里走散了。孔乙己是这样的使人快活，可是没有他，别人也便这么过。有一天，大约是中秋前的两三天，掌柜正在慢慢的结账，取下粉板，忽然说，“孔乙己长久没有来了。还欠十九个钱呢！”我才也觉得他的确长久没有来了。一个喝酒的人说道，“他怎么会来？……他打折了腿了。”掌柜说，“哦！”“他总仍旧是偷。这一回，是自己发昏，竟偷到丁举人家里去了。他家的东西，偷得的么？”“后来怎么样？”“怎么样？先写服辩，后来是打，打了大半夜，再打折了腿。”“后来呢？”“后来打折了腿了。”“打折了怎样呢？”“怎样？……谁晓得？许是死了。”掌柜也不再问，仍然慢慢的算他的账。中秋之后，秋风是一天凉比一天，看看将近初冬；我整天的靠着火，也须穿上棉袄了。一天的下半天，没有一个顾客，我正合了眼坐着。忽然间听得一个声音，“温一碗酒。”这声音虽然极低，却很耳熟。看时又全没有人。站起来向外一望，那孔乙己便在柜台下对了门槛坐着。他脸上黑而且瘦，已经不成样子；穿一件破夹袄，盘着两腿，下面垫一个蒲包，用草绳在肩上挂住；见了我，又说道，“温一碗酒。”掌柜也伸出头去，一面说，“孔乙己么？你还欠十九个钱呢！”孔乙己很颓唐的仰面答道，“这……下回还清罢。这一回是现钱，酒要好。”掌柜仍然同平常一样，笑着对他说，“孔乙己，你又偷了东西了！”但他这回却不十分分辩，单说了一句“不要取笑！”“取笑？要是不偷，怎么会打断腿？”孔乙己低声说道，“跌断，跌，跌……”他的眼色，很像恳求掌柜，不要再提。此时已经聚集了几个人，便和掌柜都笑了。我温了酒，端出去，放在门槛上。他从破衣袋里摸出四文大钱，放在我手里，见他满手是泥，原来他便用这手走来的。不一会，他喝完酒，便又在旁人的说笑声中，坐着用这手慢慢走去了。自此以后，又长久没有看见孔乙己。到了年关，掌柜取下粉板说，“孔乙己还欠十九个钱呢！”到第二年的端午，又说“孔乙己还欠十九个钱呢！”到中秋可是没有说，再到年关也没有看见他。我到现在终于没有见——大约孔乙己的确死了。（摘自《呐喊》一九一九年三月）戴乃迭译文赏析KongI-chi…….Sometimeschildrenintheneighbourhood,hearinglaughter,cametojoininthefun,andsurroundedKungI-chiThenhewouldgivethempeasflavouredwithaniseed,oneapiece.Aftereatingthepeas,thechildrenwouldstillhanground,theireyesonthedish.Flustered,hewouldcoverthedishwithhishandand,bendingforwardfromthewaist,wouldsay:Thereisn'tmuch.Ihaven'tmuchasitis.Thenstraighteninguptolookatthepeasagain,hewouldshakehishead.Notmuch!Verily,notmuch,forsooth!Thenthechildrenwouldscamperoff,withshoutsoflaughter.KungI-chiwasverygoodcompany,butwegotalongallrightwithouthimtoo.Oneday,afewdaysbeforetheMid-AutumnFestival,thetavernkeeperwaslaboriouslymakingouthisaccounts.Takingdowntheboardfromthewall,hesuddenlysaid:KungI-chihasn'tbeeninforalongtime.Hestillowesnineteencoppers!Thatmademerealizehowlongitwassincewehadseenhim.Howcouldhecome?oneofthecustomerssaid.Hislegswerebrokeninthatlastbeating.Ah!Hewasstealingagain.ThistimehewasfoolenoughtostealfromMr.Ting,theprovincialscholar!Asifanybodycouldgetawaywiththat!Whatthen?Whatthen?Firsthehadtowriteaconfession,thenhewasbeaten.Thebeatinglastednearlyallnight,untilhislegswerebroken.Andthen?Well,hislegswerebroken.Yes,butafterthat?After?...Whoknows?Hemaybedead.Thetavernkeeperdidnotpursuehisquestions,butwentonslowlymakinguphisaccounts.AftertheMid-AutumnFestivalthewindgrewcoldereveryday,aswintercameon.EventhoughIspentallmytimebythestove,Ihadtowearmypaddedjacket.Oneafternoon,whentheshopwasempty,IwassittingwithmyeyesclosedwhenIheardavoice:Warmabowlofwine.Thevoicewasverylow,yetfamiliar.ButwhenIlookedup,therewasnooneinsight.Istoodupandlookedtowardsthedoor,andthere,facingthethreshold,beneaththecounter,satKungI-chi.Hisfacewashaggardandlean,andhelookedinaterriblecondition.Hehadonaraggedlinedjacket,andwassittingcross-leggedonamatwhichwasattachedtohisshouldersbyastrawrope.Whenhesawme,herepeated:Warmabowlofwine.Atthispointmyemployerleanedoverthecounterandsaid:IsthatKungI-chi?Youstillowenineteencoppers!That...I'llsettlenexttime,repliedKung,lookingupdisconsolately.Here'sreadymoney;thewinemustbego