年兽来了
The legend of Nian, the Chinese New Year monster
Name: ________________ Date: ________
Key words
| Word | Pinyin | Meaning |
|---|---|---|
| 一直 | yìzhí | always; all along; continuously |
| 讲 | jiǎng | to speak; to say; to tell |
| 故事 | gùshi | story; tale |
| 久 | jiǔ | long (time) |
| 以前 | yǐqián | before; previously; formerly |
| 最后 | zuìhòu | finally; in the end; last; final |
| 鸡 | jī | chicken; fowl |
| 羊 | yáng | sheep; goat |
| 老人 | lǎorén | old person; the elderly |
| 山 | shān | mountain; hill |
| 只有 | zhíyǒu | only; only if; unless |
| 碗 | wǎn | bowl |
English (for the teacher)
On New Year's Eve the firecrackers outside wouldn't stop. I asked Grandma, “Why do we set off firecrackers at New Year? Why do we put red paper on the doors?”
Grandma laughed. “Because of the Nian beast.” She told me a very old story, one her own grandmother had told her.
Long ago, a monster lived in the sea, and its name was Nian. It was huge and it looked terrifying. It came out only once a year, on the very last night of the year. It would come into the village and eat the village's chickens and sheep, and sometimes people too.
So every year on that day, the villagers took the old and the children up into the mountains.
One year, an old man with white hair came to the village. Only one old woman gave him a bowl of rice and told him, “Come up the mountain with us, quick, the Nian is coming!”
The old man smiled. “Let me stay in your house for one night, and I'll drive the Nian away.” The old woman didn't believe him, but he wouldn't leave, so she had to go up the mountain alone.
At midnight the Nian came. It reached the old woman's door and suddenly stopped. There was red paper on the door, and the lights in the house were bright.
Just as the Nian was about to go in, there was a huge noise in the yard: “Bang, bang, bang!” It was the old man, burning bamboo in a fire. He stood by the fire in red clothes, laughing out loud.
The Nian was terrified and went straight back into the sea without looking back.
The next day everyone came back and found the village perfectly fine. Only then did the old woman understand: the Nian was afraid of red, afraid of fire, and afraid of loud noises.
From then on, on the last night of every year, every family put up red paper, hung red lanterns, set off firecrackers and stayed up all night waiting for the new year. People say that is why it's called guònián, “getting past Nian”.
Grandma had only just finished when there was another bang outside. I jumped behind her straight away.
Grandma laughed. “You're not the Nian, so what are you scared of?”