救出悟空
Freed from the Mountain
Name: ________________ Date: ________
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!"