Translation, Appreciation & Critical Comments
一幅會動的水彩畫
(A Motional Watercolor)
史 志 康
溪 水
綠 漪
The Stream
LU Yi Translated by SHI Zhikang
我們攜著手走進林子，溪水漾著笑渦，似乎歡迎我們的雙影。這道溪流，本來溫柔得像少女般可愛，但不知何時流入深林，她的身體便被囚禁在重疊的濃翠中間。
We walked hand in hand into the woods, where the stream seemed to greet our floating reflections upon the water with her smiling dimples. The stream, tender as a lovely girl, somehow found herself in the deep forest, her body imprisoned in the heavy greens.
早晨時她不能更向玫瑰色的朝陽微笑，夜深時不能和涓涓的月兒談心，她的明澈瑩晶的眼波，漸漸變成憂鬱的藍深色，時時悽咽著憂傷的調子，她是如何的沉悶呵！在夏天的時候。
So she was unable to flash a cheerful smile to the rosy sun early in the morning, or have a pleasant chat with the rippling moon deep at night. Her crystal eyes were by soft degrees tinted with deep blue melancholy and she appeared so depressed, with gloomy groans time and again. It was in the season of summer.
幾番秋雨之後，溪水漲了幾篙；早凋的梧楸，飛盡了翠葉；黃金色的晚霞，從杈丫樹隙裡，深入溪中；潑靛 的波面，便泛出彩虹似的光。
After several autumn rains, the stream went up by some boat poles; the green leaves fell off the withered parasols and catalpas; the golden evening glow filtered through branches of the trees into the stream; the indigo water surface was suffused with a rainbow of colors.
現在，水恢復從前活潑 和快樂了，一面疾忙的向前走著，一面還要和沿途遇見的落葉、枯枝.淘氣。
Now the stream regained her vivacity and mirth, going hastily forwards, playing mischievously along the way with dead leaves and withered branches.
一張小小的紅葉兒，聽了狡獪的西風勸告，私下離開母校出來頑玩，走到半路上，風偷偷兒的溜走了，他便一跤跌在溪水裡。
A small red leaf followed the advice of the smooth-talking west wind and left the school for fun on the quiet. Alas, the wind stealthily took back its carrying power midway and the leaf stumbled into the stream.
水是怎樣的開心呵，她將那可憐的失路的小紅葉兒，推推擠擠的推到一個漩渦裡，使他滴滴溜溜的打圓轉兒；那葉向前不得，向後不能，急得幾乎哭出來；水笑嘻嘻的將手一松，他才一溜煙的逃走了。
At a high point of ecstasy, the subtle stream proceeded to lead the poor stray leaf by push and jam into the whirlpool, where it encircled, unable to move forwards or backwards, and was reduced to the verge of tears. The water let loose the leaf with a playful smile and it lost no time in running away.
水是這樣歡喜作弄人的，但流到壩塘邊，她自己的魔難也來了。你記得麼？壩下邊不是有許多大石頭，阻住水的去路?
So the stream was wont to tease others, but she herself encountered obstacles when she came to the dam. If your memory does not fail you, you must remember there sat many huge stones at the bottom of the dam, blocking the way of the running stream.
水初流到石邊時，還是不經意的涎著臉撒嬌撒痴的要求石頭放行，但石頭卻像沒有耳朵似的，板著冷靜的面孔，一點兒不理。於是水開始嬌嗔起來了，拼命向石頭衝突過去；衝突激烈時，淺碧的衣裳袒開了，露出雪白的胸臂，肺頁收放，呼吸極其急促，發出怒吼的聲音來，縷縷銀絲頭髮，四散飛起。
When she first came to the stones, the carefree cheeky stream importuned the stones to let her pass, with crafty pettishness and craziness. However, the stones remained inflexible, with a cold long face, as if deaf. Then she flew into a rage, and dashed desperately upon the stones. In her fierce conflict with the stones, she broke the light blue gauze and exposed her snow-white bosom, as if gasping for breath and roaring with anger, with silver locks floating into all directions.
闢辟拍拍，溫柔的巴掌，盡打在石頭皺紋深陷的頰邊，----她真的怒了，不是兒嬉。
Pit-a-pat, female slaps constantly fell upon the deeply wrinkled cheeks of the stones---she was in genuine anger rather than feigned displeasure.
誰說石頭是始終頑固的呢？巴掌來得狠了,也不得不低頭躲避。於是水安然渡過難關了。
Who says that the stones could not melt his stubbornness? The slaps were just too merciless and the stones were forced to duck. So the stream went over the obstacles, safe and sound.
她雖然得勝了，然而弄得異常疲倦，曳了淺碧的衣裳去時，我們還聽見她斷續的喘息聲。
Triumphant as she was, she felt tremendously worn-out. She dragged away, with her light blue gauze loosely upon her, leaving on-and-off gasps all the way along.
我們到這樹林中來，總要到這壩塘邊參觀水石的爭執，一坐總是一兩個鐘頭。
Whenever we came to the woods, we would sit and watch the wrangle between the stream and the stones, for as long as an hour or two.
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