救出悟空
Freed from the Mountain
Name: ________________ Date: ________
唐僧吓了一大跳。这些天，他已经遇到了很多让人害怕的事：两个跟着他的人，都被山里的妖怪吃了。还好，有一个人救了他。这个人叫刘伯钦，他一直把唐僧送到了这里。
刘伯钦说：“别怕。这座山叫五行山。听说五百年前，山下面压了一只会说话的猴子。叫你的，一定是他。”
他们走过去一看，山下面有一个猴子的头。他的头上长了很多草，脸上都是土。他的两只手可以动，可是身体出不来。
孙悟空说：“师父，你怎么才来？观音菩萨让我在这里等你。你让我出来，我就跟着你去西天！”唐僧问：“我没有刀，也没有别的东西，怎么让你出来？”孙悟空说：“山上面有如来佛祖的一张纸，纸上写着六个金色的字。你把纸拿下来，我就能出来了。”
唐僧往山上爬，爬到最高的地方，真的看见了那张纸。他拜了拜，说：“如果他真的是我的徒弟，就让我拿下这张纸。”他轻轻一拿，纸就下来了，风一吹，纸就飞走了。
孙悟空大叫：“师父，你们走远一点，我要出来了！”唐僧和刘伯钦往东走了很远。只听“轰”的一声，大山一下子分开了，石头飞得很远很远。孙悟空跳了出来，跪在唐僧面前：“师父！”
唐僧问他：“你叫什么名字？”他说：“我叫孙悟空。”唐僧笑了：“好名字！我再给你起一个名字，叫孙行者，好吗？”孙悟空说：“好！好！”刘伯钦看到唐僧有了徒弟，就跟他们说了再见，回家去了。
他们两个人往西走。没走多远，路边跳出来一只大老虎。唐僧吓得说不出话来。孙悟空却很高兴：“别怕，它是来给我送衣服的！”
他从耳朵里拿出一根小小的针，风一吹，它就变得又大又长。唐僧看得一动也不动。原来，这就是孙悟空的金箍棒！孙悟空拿起它，一下就把老虎打死了。
他用一根毛变出一把刀，把老虎的皮拿下来，做了一条裙子，穿在身上。晚上，他们住在一个老人的家里。老人看见孙悟空的样子，很害怕，想关门。唐僧说：“别怕，他是我的徒弟。”孙悟空跟唐僧要了一根针和一些线，把这条裙子做得更好了。唐僧又把自己的一件白衣服给了他。
唐僧看着他，心里很高兴：“有了这个徒弟，去西天的路，我就不怕了！”
可是，第二天早上，他们刚走进一片树林，就有六个人拿着刀跳了出来……
Key words
| Word | Pinyin | Meaning |
|---|---|---|
| 遇到 | yùdào | to meet; to run into; to encounter |
| 害怕 | hàipà | to be afraid; to be scared |
| 山 | shān | mountain; hill |
| 一直 | yìzhí | always; all along; continuously |
| 怕 | pà | to fear; to be afraid of |
| 听说 | tīngshuō | to hear (it said); to be told; reportedly |
| 一定 | yídìng | surely; certainly; must |
| 草 | cǎo | grass; straw |
| 脸 | liǎn | face |
| 别的 | biéde | other; else |
| 张 | zhāng | surname Zhang |
| 纸 | zhǐ | paper |
English (for the teacher)
The Tang Monk jumped with fright. In the last few days he had already met with many frightening things: the two men travelling with him had both been eaten by demons in the mountains. Luckily, someone had saved him. This man was called Liu Boqin, and he had brought the Tang Monk all the way here.
Liu Boqin said: "Don't be afraid. This mountain is called Five-Element Mountain. They say that five hundred years ago a talking monkey was pinned under it. That must be who's calling you."
They walked over and looked: at the foot of the mountain there was a monkey's head. Grass grew all over his head, and his face was covered in dirt. He could move both hands, but his body couldn't get out.
Sun Wukong said: "Master, what took you so long? Guanyin told me to wait for you here. Let me out, and I'll follow you to the Western Paradise!" The Tang Monk asked: "I have no knife and nothing else. How can I get you out?" Sun Wukong said: "On top of the mountain there's a sheet of paper from the Buddha, with six golden characters written on it. Take the paper down, and I'll be able to get out."
The Tang Monk climbed the mountain, and at the very top he really did see the paper. He bowed and said: "If he truly is my disciple, let me take this paper down." He pulled it gently and the paper came away; the wind blew, and the paper flew off.
Sun Wukong shouted: "Master, go a little way off. I'm coming out!" The Tang Monk and Liu Boqin walked a long way to the east. There was a great crash, the mountain split open, and rocks flew far and wide. Sun Wukong leapt out and knelt before the Tang Monk: "Master!"
The Tang Monk asked him: "What is your name?" He said: "My name is Sun Wukong." The Tang Monk smiled: "A good name! Let me give you another name as well: Sun the Pilgrim. All right?" Sun Wukong said: "Yes! Yes!" When Liu Boqin saw that the Tang Monk had a disciple, he said goodbye to them and went home.
The two of them headed west. They hadn't gone far when a big tiger jumped out by the road. The Tang Monk was so frightened he couldn't speak. But Sun Wukong was delighted: "Don't be afraid, he's come to bring me some clothes!"
He took a tiny needle out of his ear; the wind blew on it, and it grew big and long. The Tang Monk stared without moving. So this was Sun Wukong's golden-hooped staff! Sun Wukong picked it up and killed the tiger with one blow.
He turned one of his hairs into a knife, took off the tiger's skin, made it into a skirt and put it on. That night they stayed at an old man's house. When the old man saw what Sun Wukong looked like, he was frightened and wanted to shut the door. The Tang Monk said: "Don't be afraid, he's my disciple." Sun Wukong asked the Tang Monk for a needle and some thread, and made the skirt even better. The Tang Monk also gave him one of his own white robes.
The Tang Monk watched him, very happy inside: "With this disciple, I'm not afraid of the road to the Western Paradise!"
But the next morning, just as they walked into a wood, six men with knives jumped out...