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老母贈衣
The Old Woman on the Road
那長老只得收拾行李,捎在馬上,也不騎馬,一隻手拄著錫杖,一隻手揪著韁繩,淒淒涼涼,往西前進。行不多時,只見山路前面有一個年高的老母,捧一件綿衣,綿衣上有一頂花帽。三藏見他來得至近,慌忙牽馬,立於右側讓行。那老母問道:「你是那裡來的長老,孤孤恓恓獨行於此?」三藏道:「弟子乃東土大唐奉差往西天拜活佛求真經者。」老母道:「西方佛乃大雷音寺天竺國界,此去有十萬八千里路。你這等單人獨馬,又無個伴侶,又無個徒弟,你如何去得?」三藏道:「弟子日前收得一個徒弟,他性潑兇頑,是我說了他幾句,他不受教,遂渺然而去也。」老母道:「我有這一領綿布直裰、一頂嵌金花帽,原是我兒子用的,他只做了三日和尚,不幸命短身亡。我才去他寺裡哭了一場,辭了他師父,將這兩件衣、帽拿來,做個憶念。長老啊,你既有徒弟,我把這衣帽送了你罷。」三藏道:「承老母盛賜,但只是我徒弟已走了,不敢領受。」那长老只得收拾行李,捎在马上,也不骑马,一只手拄著锡杖,一只手揪著缰绳,凄凄凉凉,往西前进。行不多时,只见山路前面有一个年高的老母,捧一件绵衣,绵衣上有一顶花帽。三藏见他来得至近,慌忙牵马,立于右侧让行。那老母问道:「你是那里来的长老,孤孤恓恓独行于此?」三藏道:「弟子乃东土大唐奉差往西天拜活佛求真经者。」老母道:「西方佛乃大雷音寺天竺国界,此去有十万八千里路。你这等单人独马,又无个伴侣,又无个徒弟,你如何去得?」三藏道:「弟子日前收得一个徒弟,他性泼凶顽,是我说了他几句,他不受教,遂渺然而去也。」老母道:「我有这一领绵布直裰、一顶嵌金花帽,原是我儿子用的,他只做了三日和尚,不幸命短身亡。我才去他寺里哭了一场,辞了他师父,将这两件衣、帽拿来,做个忆念。长老啊,你既有徒弟,我把这衣帽送了你罢。」三藏道:「承老母盛赐,但只是我徒弟已走了,不敢领受。」
逐句解 Line by line
那長老只得收拾行李,捎在馬上,也不騎馬,一隻手拄著錫杖,一隻手揪著韁繩,淒淒涼涼,往西前進。
那长老只得收拾行李,捎在马上,也不骑马,一只手拄著锡杖,一只手揪著缰绳,凄凄凉凉,往西前进。
The elder could only gather up the baggage, load it on the horse — riding not at all — and, staff in one hand and bridle-rope in the other, press on westward in wretched loneliness.
The forsaken monk's solitary progress — leading rather than riding, staff and rope in hand — sets the desolate tone Guanyin's arrival will answer. 那長老 reads 那 as nà, 長 as zhǎng; 只得 takes 得 as dé; 拄著 and 揪著 use durative 著 (zhe).
行不多時,只見山路前面有一個年高的老母,捧一件綿衣,綿衣上有一頂花帽。
行不多时,只见山路前面有一个年高的老母,捧一件绵衣,绵衣上有一顶花帽。
He had not gone far when he saw, on the mountain road ahead, an aged woman bearing a padded garment, and upon the garment a flowered cap.
The old woman appears bearing exactly what the situation requires — a garment and cap — the first sign to the reader that this is no chance meeting. 行不多時 reads 行 as xíng.
三藏見他來得至近,慌忙牽馬,立於右側讓行。
三藏见他来得至近,慌忙牵马,立于右侧让行。
Seeing her come very near, Sanzang hastily led his horse aside and stood at the right to let her pass.
Sanzang's courtesy in yielding the road. 三藏 reads 藏 as zàng; 來得 takes 得 as de; 讓行 reads 行 as xíng.
那老母問道:「你是那裡來的長老,孤孤恓恓獨行於此?」
那老母问道:「你是那里来的长老,孤孤恓恓独行于此?」
The old woman asked, "Where do you come from, reverend, walking here so utterly alone?"
Her pointed question about his solitude opens the exchange. 那裡來的 reads 那 as interrogative nǎ ("where"), while 那老母 reads 那 as nà.
三藏道:「弟子乃東土大唐奉差往西天拜活佛求真經者。」
三藏道:「弟子乃东土大唐奉差往西天拜活佛求真经者。」
Sanzang said, "Your disciple is one sent from the Eastern Land of Great Tang to the Western Heaven, to worship the living Buddha and seek the true scriptures."
He gives the standard account of his mission. 奉差 ("sent by command") reads 差 as chāi; 活佛 reads 佛 as fó.
老母道:「西方佛乃大雷音寺天竺國界,此去有十萬八千里路。
老母道:「西方佛乃大雷音寺天竺国界,此去有十万八千里路。
The old woman said, "The Buddha of the West is at the Temple of Great Thunderclap, within the bounds of the country of India — a hundred and eight thousand li from here.
Her reply supplies canonical geography: the Buddha at the Temple of Great Thunderclap (大雷音寺) in India, 108,000 li distant — the vast measure of the journey. 西方佛 reads 佛 as fó.
你這等單人獨馬,又無個伴侶,又無個徒弟,你如何去得?」
你这等单人独马,又无个伴侣,又无个徒弟,你如何去得?」
With but a single man and a lone horse, no companion and no disciple, how can you ever get there?"
Her question exposes his plight: alone and disciple-less, the road is impossible. 你如何去得 reads 得 as potential dé.
三藏道:「弟子日前收得一個徒弟,他性潑兇頑,是我說了他幾句,他不受教,遂渺然而去也。」
三藏道:「弟子日前收得一个徒弟,他性泼凶顽,是我说了他几句,他不受教,遂渺然而去也。」
Sanzang said, "Your disciple did, some days ago, take on a disciple; but he was of a wild and violent temper, and because I spoke a few words to him he would not take correction, and went off out of sight."
Sanzang's honest account of losing his disciple is the opening she has come to fill. 三藏 reads 藏 as zàng; 收得 takes 得 as de; 不受教 reads 教 as jiào.
老母道:「我有這一領綿布直裰、一頂嵌金花帽,原是我兒子用的,他只做了三日和尚,不幸命短身亡。
老母道:「我有这一领绵布直裰、一顶嵌金花帽,原是我儿子用的,他只做了三日和尚,不幸命短身亡。
The old woman said, "I have here a padded cloth tunic and a gold-inlaid flowered cap, which were once my son's. He was a monk only three days before, alas, his life was cut short and he died.
The garment and cap are given a poignant provenance — a son who was a monk but three days before dying. 兒子 reads 子 as neutral zi.
我才去他寺裡哭了一場,辭了他師父,將這兩件衣、帽拿來,做個憶念。
我才去他寺里哭了一场,辞了他师父,将这两件衣、帽拿来,做个忆念。
I have just now been to his temple to weep for him, taken leave of his master, and brought these two things — the garment and the cap — away, to keep as a remembrance.
The tale of mourning and remembrance is the disguise; in truth these are the instruments of Wukong's binding. 將這兩件 reads 將 as jiāng.
長老啊,你既有徒弟,我把這衣帽送了你罷。」
长老啊,你既有徒弟,我把这衣帽送了你罢。」
Reverend, since you have a disciple, let me make you a gift of them."
She presses the gift on him precisely because he has a disciple. 長老 reads 長 as zhǎng.
三藏道:「承老母盛賜,但只是我徒弟已走了,不敢領受。」
三藏道:「承老母盛赐,但只是我徒弟已走了,不敢领受。」
Sanzang said, "I thank you, old mother, for your generous gift; but my disciple has already gone, and I dare not accept it."
Sanzang's honest refusal — his disciple is gone — is what she will now overturn. 三藏 reads 藏 as zàng.
總評 Commentary
With Wukong gone, the narrative turns to Guanyin's intervention, staged as a chance encounter on a lonely road. The desolate image of the abandoned monk — leading his horse on foot, staff in hand, pressing west alone — is answered at once by an old woman appearing with precisely a garment and cap to spare, the first hint that this is the Bodhisattva in disguise, come to mend what the quarrel has broken.
The exchange does quiet expository work. The old woman's reply fixes the scale and destination of the whole pilgrimage — the living Buddha at the Temple of Great Thunderclap in India, 108,000 li away — and her question about the monk's solitude draws out the confession of the lost disciple that gives her gift its opening. The dead-son story lends the robe and cap a tender human colour that masks their true function.
Sanzang's honest refusal — he cannot accept a disciple's clothes when his disciple has fled — is exactly the objection the disguised Guanyin has come to sweep aside. The scene is poised for the revelation of her real purpose: not the garment alone, but the spell that will go with it, the means of compelling the very disciple the monk believes he has lost for good.