翻译我的伯父鲁迅先生

0618翻译：我的伯父鲁迅先生（周晔）Translation:MyUncleLuXun(ZhouYe)(translatedby:alexcwlin;editedby:AdamLam)伯父鲁迅先生在世的时候，我年纪还小，根本不知道鲁迅是谁，IwasstilllittlewhenmyUncleLuXunwasalive,andIwouldn’tknowwhatacelebrityLuXunwas.以为伯父就是伯父，跟任何人的伯父一样。IthoughtUnclewasUncle,andhewouldbenodifferentfromanuncleofanyotherpeople.伯父去世了，他的遗体躺在万国殡仪馆的礼堂里，WhenUnclepassedaway,hisbodywaslaidinreposeinthegrandhallofUniversalFuneralHome.许多人都来追悼他，向他致敬，Manypeoplecametomournoverhisdeathandpaytheirrespecttohim.有的甚至失声痛哭。Someevenbrokeoutintears.数不清的挽联挂满了墙壁，大大小小的花圈堆满了整间屋子。Countlesselegiaccoupletswerehungalloverthewallsandfloralwreathsofallsizeswerepiledinheapsinsidetheroom.送挽联送花圈的有工人，有学生，各色各样的人都有。Peoplesendingcoupletsandwreathswereblue-collarworkers,schoolstudents,andothersfromallwalksoflife.那时候我有点惊异了，为什么伯父得到这么多人的爱戴？AtthattimeIwasastoundedandwonderedwhyUnclewassowell-respectedbythatmanypeople?我呆呆地望着来来往往吊唁的人，Iwatchedinstunnedsilenceatthepeoplecominginandouttoexpresstheircondolences.想到我就要永远见不到伯父的面了，听不到他的声音了，也得不到他的爱抚了，泪珠就一滴一滴地掉下来。WhenIthoughtaboutthespecterofnotbeingabletoseeUncle’sface,hearhisvoiceandfeelhistenderlovingcare,dropsoftearsbegantocomedownmyface.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------就在伯父去世那一年的正月里，有一天，是星期六的下午，爸爸妈妈带我到伯父家里去。EarlierinJanuaryoftheyearwhenUnclepassedaway,oneSaturdayafternoonmyparentstookmetoUncle’shome.那时候每到周末，我们姐妹三个轮流跟随着爸爸妈妈到伯父家去团聚。Atthattimeonweekend,thethreeofussisterstookturnstogowithourparentstoUncle’shouseforfamilygathering.这一天在晚餐桌上，伯父跟我谈起《水浒传》里的故事和人物。Atthediningtableonthatday,Uncletalkedtomeaboutthestoryandcharactersin“OutlawsoftheMarshes”.不知道伯父怎么会知道我读了《水浒传》，大概是爸爸告诉他的吧。Iwouldn’tknowhowUnclefoundoutIread“OutlawsoftheMarshes”andlikelymyfathertoldhim.老实说，我读《水浒传》不过囫囵吞枣地看一遍， Intruth,Ionlyglancedthroughthenovelonce.只注意紧张动人的情节；Myfocuswasonthetautandcaptivatingplots.那些好汉的个性，那些复杂的内容，全搞不清楚，Iwasneverabletosortoutthosetoughguys’charactersandthecomplicatedcontents.有时候还把这个人做的事情安在那个人身上。SometimesIevenmistookwhatonepersondidashavingbeendonebyanotherperson.伯父问我的时候，我就张冠李戴地乱说一气。WhenUncleaskedme,Ijusttoldhimabunchofgarbage.伯父摸着胡子，笑了笑，说：“哈哈！还是我的记性好。”Unclestrokehismustacheandsaidwithasmile:“Ha-ha!ItwasIwhohaveabettermemory.”听了伯父这句话，我又羞愧，又悔恨，比挨打挨骂还难受。InhearingwhatUnclesaid,myfeelingofshamefulnessandregretfulnesswasmoreunbearablethanverbalandcorporalpunishment.从此，我读什么书都不再马马虎虎了。Fromthatdayonwards,Iwasnevershoddyagainonmythoroughnessinreadingbooks.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------那天临走的时候，伯父送我两本书，OnthatdayjustbeforeIlefthomegoingelsewhere,Unclegavemetwobooks.一本是《表》，一本是《小约翰》。Onewas“Watch”andtheotherwas“LittleJohn”.伯父已经去世多年了，这两本书我还保存着。UnclediedmanyyearsagoandIstillkeptthosetwobooks.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------有一次，在伯父家里，大伙儿围着一张桌子吃晚饭。OnetimeeverybodygatheredaroundatableatUncle’shomeinhavingdinner.我望望爸爸的鼻子，又望望伯父的鼻子，对他说：“大伯，您跟爸爸哪儿都像，就是有一点不像”。AfterlookingatthenosesofbothFatherandUncle,IsaidtoUncle:“BigUncle,youandDadlookeverybitalikeexceptoneplacewasdissimilar.”-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------“哪一点不像呢？”伯父转过头来，微笑着问我。“Whichpartwasnotalike?”Uncleturnedaroundandsaidtomewithasmile.他嚼着东西，嘴唇上的胡子跟着一动一动的。Hismustacheabovehislipswasmovingupanddownashewaschewing.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------“爸爸的鼻子又高又直，您的呢，又扁又平。”我望了他们半天才说。“Father’snoseistallandstraight,butyoursislowandflat,”Isaidafterlookingatthemforalongwhile.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------“你不知道，”伯父摸了摸自己的鼻子，笑着说，“我小的时候，鼻子跟你爸爸的一样，也是又高又直的。”“There’ssomethingyoudon’tknow.”Uncletouchedhisnoseandsaidsmilingly,“WhenIwaslittle,mynosewastallandstraightjustlikeyourfather’s.” -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------“那怎么——”“Thenwhathappened?”-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------“可是到了后来，碰了几次壁，把鼻子碰扁了。”“AfterwardsIranintowallsseveraltimesandflattenedmynose.”-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------“碰壁？”我说，“您怎么会碰壁呢？“Youranintowalls?”Isaid,“Howcouldyourunintowalls?是不是您走路不小心？”Wasthatbecauseyouwerecarelessinwalking?”-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------“你想，四周黑洞洞的，“Thinkforamoment.It’spitch-blackeverywherearoundyou.还不容易碰壁吗？”Wouldn’titbeeasytorunintowalls?”-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------“哦！”我恍然大悟，“墙壁当然比鼻子硬得多了，“Oh!”itsuddenlydawnedonme,“Wallofcourseismuchharderthannose.怪不得您把鼻子碰扁了。”It’snowonderyouflattenyournoseincrashingagainstit.”-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------在座的人都哈哈大笑起来。Everyoneelsesittingaroundlaughedoutloud.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------有一天黄昏，呼呼的北风怒号着，Oneeveningswishingwindfromthenorthwasroaring.天色十分阴暗。Theskywasgloomy.街上的人都匆匆忙忙赶着回家。Peopleonthestreetweregoinghomeinahurry.爸爸妈妈拉着我的手，到伯父家去。MyfatherandmotherwereholdingmyhandsonourwaytoUncle’shouse.走到离伯父家门口不远的地方，看见一个拉黄包车的坐在地上呻吟，AtaplacenotfarawayfromUncle’shome,wesawarickshawoperatormoaningonthegroundinasittingposition.车子扔在一边。Therickshawwasabandonedononeside.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------我们走过去，看见他两只手捧着脚，Wewalkedoverandsawhewasholdinghisfeetwithbothhands.脚上没穿鞋，地上淌了一摊血。 Hewasnotwearingshoesandtherewasapoolofbloodontheground.他听见脚步声，抬起头来，饱经风霜的脸上现出难以忍受的痛苦。Whenheheardfootsteps,heraisedhisheadandhisweatheredfacehadanunbearablypainfulexpression.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------“怎么了？”爸爸问他。“What’sthematter?”Fatheraskedhim.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------“先生，”他那灰白的抽动着的嘴唇里发出低微的声音，“没留心，踩在碎玻璃上，“Mister,”ahardlyaudiblevoicecameoutfromhisgrayishtremblinglips,“Ididn’tpayattentionandsteppedonbrokenglasses.玻璃片插进脚底了。Theypiercethroughthebottomofmyfeet.疼得厉害，回不了家啦！”I’minexcruciatingpainandcouldn’tgethome.”-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------爸爸跑到伯父家里，FatherwentintoUncle’shome.不一会儿，就跟伯父拿了药和纱布出来。AfterashortwhileheandUnclecameoutwithmedicineandbandages.他们把那个拉车的扶上车子，Theyhelpedtheoperatorgetontherickshaw.一个蹲着，一个半跪着，Oneofthemwassquattingandtheotheronewashalf-kneeling.爸爸拿镊子夹出碎玻璃片，伯父拿硼酸水给他洗干净。FatherremovedthebrokenglasseswithtweezerswhileUnclewashedandcleanedhiswoundswithantisepticsolution.他们又给他敷上药，扎好绷带。Thentheyappliedmedicineonthecutsandwrappedbandagesaroundthem.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------拉车的感激地说：“我家离这儿不远，这就可以支持着回去了。Therickshawoperatorsaidgratefully:“MyhomeisnottoofarawayfromhereandIcanhangontogetback.两位好心的先生，我真不知道怎么谢你们！”Ireallydon’tknowhowtoshowmyappreciationtoyoutwokindheartedgentlemen.”-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------伯父又掏出一些钱来给他，叫他在家里休养几天.Unclegavehimsomemoneyandtoldhimtorestathomeforafewdays.把剩下的药和绷带也给了他。Healsogavehimtheleftovermedicineandbandages.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------天黑了，路灯发出微弱的光。Theskywasdarkandstreetlampswereemittingfaintlights. 我站在伯父家门口看着他们，突然感到深深的寒意，IstoodinfrontofthedoorofUncle’shouseandsuddenlyIfeltadeepchill.摸摸自己的鼻尖，冷得像冰，Itouchedthetipofmynoseanditwasice-cold.脚和手也有些麻木了。Myhandsandfeetalsogotabitnumb.我想，这么冷的天，那个拉车的怎么能光着脚拉着车在路上跑呢？Iwaswonderingwhytherickshawoperatorwouldbepullingavehicleontheroadbare-footedonsuchcoldtemperature.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------伯父和爸爸回来的时候，我就问他们。WhenFatherandUnclereturned,Iaskedthemthequestion.伯父的回答我现在记不清了，只记得他的话很深奥，不容易懂。Ican’trememberUncle’sanswernow,butwhathesaidwasveryprofoundandhardtounderstand.我抬起头来，要求他给我详细地解说。Ilookedupandaskedhimtogivemeadetailedexplanation.这时候，我清清楚楚地看见，而且现在也清清楚楚地记得，他的脸上不再有那种慈祥的愉快的表情了，变得那么严肃。Iclearlysaw,asIcanstillrememberdistinctlyrightnow,thekindandjoyousexpressiondisappearedfromhisfaceandheturnedserious.他没有回答我，只把枯瘦的手按在我的头上，半天没动，Hedidnotanswerme,butputhisscrawnyhandonmyheadforalongtimewithoutmovingamuscle.最后深深地叹了一口气。Finallyheletoutadeepsigh.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------伯父逝世以后，我见到他家的女拥阿三。AfterUncledied,IsawhishousemaidAhSan.阿三是个工人的妻子，AhSanwasthewifeofamenialworker.她丈夫失了业，Herhusbandlosthisjob.她愁得两只眼睛起了蒙，看东西不清楚，模模糊糊的像隔着雾。Shewassoworriedthathereyesgothazyandcouldnotseeclearlyinmurkinessasiffogcamebetweenherandtherestoftheworld.她跟我谈起伯父生前的事情。ShetalkedtomeaboutUnclewhenhewasalive.她说：“周先生自己病得那么厉害，还三更半夜地写文章。Shesaid:“Mr.Zhouwasveryillbuthestillkeptwritingdeepintothenight.有时候我听着他一阵阵接连不断地咳嗽，真替他难受。SometimesIheardhewascoughingcontinuouslyandIcouldfeelhispain.他对自己的病一点儿也不在乎，倒常常劝我多休息，不叫我干重活儿。”Hedidn’tcareabitabouthissickconditionbutinsteadcoaxedmetorestmoreandstayawayfrom strenuouswork.”-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------的确，伯父就是这样的一个人，他为自己想得少，为别人想得多。IndeedUnclewasthesortofpersonthatcaredlittleabouthimselfbutalotaboutotherpeople.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------