救出悟空
Freed from the Mountain
Name: ________________ Date: ________
原来，唐僧离开长安以后，在山里遇到了妖怪，两个随从都被吃掉了。还好有一个叫刘伯钦的猎人救了他，又一路保护他，把他一直送到了大唐最西边的地方。这里的那座大山，就是五行山。
刘伯钦说：“别怕，这是山下压着的一只老猴子，已经压了好几百年了。”两人走近一看，只见石头中间伸出一个猴子的头，头上长满了草，脸上全是土，两只眼睛却还是那么亮。
猴子说：“师父，你是不是东方大唐派去西天取经的人？观音菩萨让我在这里等你。你救我出去，我就保护你去西天！”唐僧听了很高兴，可是又问：“我手里什么工具也没有，怎么救你呢？”猴子说：“不用工具。山顶上有如来佛祖贴的一张纸，你只要把它揭下来，我就能出来了。”
唐僧爬上山顶，果然看见一块大石头上贴着一张纸，上面写着六个金色的字。他跪下来，向西拜了几拜，然后轻轻一揭，那张纸就被一阵香风吹走了。
猴子在山下大喊：“师父，你们走远一点儿，我要出来了，别吓着你们！”唐僧他们往回走了好几里路，只听“轰”的一声巨响，整座山从中间分开了，石头到处乱飞。一只猴子跳了出来，身上什么也没穿，他跪在唐僧面前说：“师父，我出来了！”
他就是孙悟空。他对唐僧说：“我就是五百年前大闹天宫的齐天大圣。因为犯了大错，被如来佛祖压在了这里。后来观音菩萨从这里经过，劝我跟着取经人去西天，将来就能重新做人。我已经等了好几百年了！”唐僧见他是真心的，就收他做了徒弟，问他：“你叫什么名字？”悟空说：“我叫孙悟空，这个名字是我师父给我起的。”唐僧笑着说：“这个名字很好。你走在路上的样子，很像一个出家修行的人，我再叫你‘孙行者’吧。”刘伯钦看到唐僧有了这样一个徒弟，也放心地回家去了。
师徒二人刚走了不远，路边忽然跳出一只大老虎。唐僧吓得差点儿从马背上掉下来，悟空却高兴地说：“师父别怕，它是给我送衣服来的！”他从耳朵里取出一根小针，迎着风晃了一下，小针就变成了一根碗口那么粗的金箍棒。他举起金箍棒，向老虎的头打去，老虎就倒在地上，再也不动了。
悟空又拔下一根毛，变成一把小刀，剥下了老虎皮，做成一条虎皮裙，围在腰上。唐僧看着这个新徒弟，心里高兴极了。有他在身边，去西天的路还有什么可怕的呢？
那天晚上，他们在一位老人的家里住下。悟空借来针线，把虎皮裙缝好，唐僧又送给他一件白色的衣服。悟空穿上新衣服，跟在师父后面，得意得不得了。
第二天早上，师徒二人刚走进一片树林，忽然跳出六个人，手里拿着刀，大喊：“站住！把马和行李都留下！”
Key words
| Word | Pinyin | Meaning |
|---|---|---|
| 保护 | bǎohù | to protect; to safeguard; protection |
| 座 | zuò | constellation; zodiac sign (as in 巨蟹座) |
| 压 | yā | to press; to push down; pressure (as in 压力) |
| 全 | quán | whole; all; entire; complete; completely; entirely |
| 土 | tǔ | soil; earth; dirt |
| 救 | jiù | to save; to rescue |
| 一路 | yílù | all the way; throughout the journey |
| 猴子 | hóuzi | monkey |
| 石头 | shítou | stone; rock |
| 派 | pài | to send; to dispatch |
| 工具 | gōngjù | tool; instrument |
| 贴 | tiē | to stick; to paste |
English (for the teacher)
After leaving Chang'an, the Tang Monk had run into demons in the mountains, and both his servants had been eaten. Luckily a hunter named Liu Boqin rescued him and guarded him all the way to the westernmost edge of the Tang lands. The great mountain there was Five-Element Mountain.
Liu Boqin said: "Don't be afraid. That's an old monkey pinned under the mountain. He's been there for hundreds of years." The two of them went closer, and there, sticking out between the rocks, was a monkey's head. Grass grew all over it and its face was caked with dirt, but its two eyes were as bright as ever.
The monkey said: "Master, are you the one the great Tang in the East has sent to the West to fetch the scriptures? Guanyin told me to wait here for you. Get me out, and I'll protect you all the way to the West!" The Tang Monk was glad to hear it, but he asked: "I haven't got any tools. How can I get you out?" The monkey said: "You don't need tools. On the top of the mountain there's a strip of paper the Buddha stuck there. Just peel it off, and I can get out."
The Tang Monk climbed to the top and, sure enough, saw a strip of paper stuck on a big rock, with six gold characters written on it. He knelt and bowed several times toward the west, then peeled it off gently, and a fragrant breeze carried the paper away.
The monkey shouted from under the mountain: "Master, go a good way off. I'm coming out, and I don't want to frighten you!" The Tang Monk and the others walked back several li, and then, with a huge boom, the whole mountain split down the middle and rocks flew everywhere. A monkey leapt out without a stitch on, knelt in front of the Tang Monk and said: "Master, I'm out!"
It was Sun Wukong. He said to the Tang Monk: "I'm the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, who wrecked the palace of heaven five hundred years ago. Because I did something very wrong, the Buddha pinned me down here. Later Guanyin passed this way and told me to go west with the pilgrim, so that one day I could start my life again. I've been waiting hundreds of years!" Seeing that he meant it, the Tang Monk took him as his disciple and asked him: "What's your name?" Wukong said: "My name is Sun Wukong. My old teacher gave me that name." The Tang Monk smiled and said: "That's a very good name. And the way you walk, you look just like a wandering monk, so I'll also call you Sun the Pilgrim." Seeing that the Tang Monk now had a disciple like this, Liu Boqin went home with his mind at ease.
Master and disciple had not gone far when a huge tiger suddenly leapt out by the road. The Tang Monk was so frightened he nearly fell off his horse, but Wukong said happily: "Don't be afraid, Master. He's come to bring me some clothes!" He took a tiny needle out of his ear and shook it in the wind, and the needle turned into a golden-hooped staff as thick as a rice bowl. He raised the golden-hooped staff and struck at the tiger's head, and the tiger fell to the ground and never moved again.
Then Wukong pulled out a hair, turned it into a little knife, skinned the tiger and made himself a tiger-skin skirt to wrap around his waist. Looking at his new disciple, the Tang Monk was overjoyed. With him around, what was there to fear on the road to the West?
That night they stayed at an old man's house. Wukong borrowed a needle and thread and sewed up his tiger-skin skirt, and the Tang Monk gave him a white robe. In his new clothes, Wukong walked behind his master, terribly pleased with himself.
The next morning, master and disciple had only just entered a wood when six men jumped out with knives in their hands, shouting: "Stop! Leave the horse and the luggage!"