筋斗雲法 The Somersault Cloud
悟空道:「這個卻難,卻難。」祖師道:「世上無難事,只怕有心人。」悟空聞得此言,叩頭禮拜,啟道:「師父,為人須為徹,索性捨個大慈悲,將此騰雲之法,一發傳與我罷,決不敢忘恩。」祖師道:「凡諸仙騰雲,皆跌足而起,你卻不是這般。我才見你去,連扯方才跳上。我今只就你這個勢,傳你個斤斗雲罷。」悟空又禮拜懇求,祖師卻又傳個口訣道:「這朵雲,捻著訣,念動真言,攢緊了拳,將身一抖,跳將起來,一斤斗就有十萬八千里路哩。」大眾聽說,一個個嘻嘻笑道:「悟空造化,若會這個法兒,與人家當鋪兵、送文書、遞報單,不管那裡都尋了飯吃。」師徒們天昏各歸洞府。這一夜,悟空即運神煉法,會了斤斗雲。逐日家無拘無束,自在逍遙,此亦長生之美。悟空道:「这个却难,却难。」祖师道:「世上无难事,只怕有心人。」悟空闻得此言,叩头礼拜,启道:「师父,为人须为彻,索性舍个大慈悲,将此腾云之法,一发传与我罢,决不敢忘恩。」祖师道:「凡诸仙腾云,皆跌足而起,你却不是这般。我才见你去,连扯方才跳上。我今只就你这个势,传你个斤斗云罢。」悟空又礼拜恳求,祖师却又传个口诀道:「这朵云,捻著诀,念动真言,攒紧了拳,将身一抖,跳将起来,一斤斗就有十万八千里路哩。」大众听说,一个个嘻嘻笑道:「悟空造化,若会这个法儿,与人家当铺兵、送文书、递报单,不管那里都寻了饭吃。」师徒们天昏各归洞府。这一夜,悟空即运神炼法,会了斤斗云。逐日家无拘无束,自在逍遥,此亦长生之美。
逐句解 Line by line
Wukong said: “That's hard, that's hard.”
卻難 (què nán): "rather hard"; 卻 = què here as an intensifier.
The Patriarch said: “There is nothing hard in the world — one only fears a person with a will.”
世上無難事,只怕有心人: a proverb — "nothing is hard for the determined"; 有心人 = "one of resolve."
Hearing this, Wukong bowed his head in worship and said respectfully: “Master, in doing a kindness one should see it through; just dispense a great mercy and pass me this cloud-soaring method all at once — I shall surely never forget the kindness.”
啟道 (qǐ dào): "said respectfully." 為人須為徹: "in acting for another, carry it through to the end" — a saying; 多音字 為 = wèi (benefactive, 為人) then wéi (to do, 為徹). 索性 (suǒ xìng): "simply, just." 捨 (shě): "to dispense, give." 一發 (yì fā): "all at once, while you are at it"; sandhi 一 → yì. Sandhi: 不敢 → bù.
The Patriarch said: “All the immortals soar by springing up from a stamp of the foot — but you are not like that. Just now I saw you rise only with a tumbling pull. So I will work from this very motion of yours, and pass you the somersault-cloud.”
凡諸仙 (fán zhū xiān): "all the immortals." 跌足而起: "to rise by stamping the foot." 連扯 (lián chě): "with a connected tumble." 方才 (fāng cái): "only then." 勢 (shì): "posture, motion." 斤斗雲 (jīn dǒu yún): "the somersault-cloud" (= 筋斗雲); 斤斗 = jīn dǒu, somersault. Sandhi: 不是 → bú.
Wukong bowed again and earnestly begged, and the Patriarch passed him another formula: “For this cloud, make the hand-sign, recite the true words, clench your fists tight, give your body a shake and leap up — and one somersault carries you a hundred and eight thousand li.”
捻著訣 (niǎn zhe jué): "making the hand-sign"; 捻 = niǎn. 念動真言: "recite the mantra." 攢緊了拳 (cuán jǐn le quán): "clench the fists tight"; 攢 = cuán. 一抖 (yì dǒu): "a shake"; sandhi 一 → yì. 跳將起來: 將 here a verbal particle (jiāng). 一斤斗 (yì jīn dǒu): "one somersault"; sandhi 一 → yì. 十萬八千里: 108,000 li; 里 = lǐ, the distance unit, left untranslated.
Hearing this, the others giggled one and all: “What luck Wukong has! If he knows this trick, he could serve as a relay-courier for people, carrying documents and dispatches, and find a meal wherever he goes.”
一個個 (yí gè gè): "one and all"; sandhi 一 → yí. 法兒 (fǎ er): "trick"; 兒 er, the 兒化 suffix. 當鋪兵 (dāng pù bīng): "to serve as a relay-courier"; 當 = dāng "to serve as" (not 當鋪 dàngpù "pawnshop"); 鋪兵 = pù bīng, a postal relay runner; 鋪 = pù. 遞報單 (dì bào dān): "deliver dispatches." 那裡 (nǎ lǐ): "wherever"; 那 = nǎ. Sandhi: 不管 → bù.
At dusk master and disciples each went back to their dwellings.
師徒們 (shī tú men): "master and disciples"; 們 = men. 天昏 (tiān hūn): "dusk." 各歸 (gè guī): "each returned."
That night Wukong circulated his spirit and worked the method, and mastered the somersault-cloud.
運神煉法 (yùn shén liàn fǎ): "to circulate the spirit and practice the method"; 煉 = liàn. 這一夜: sandhi 一 → yí before 4th-tone 夜.
Day after day he was free and unfettered, at ease and carefree — and this too was a delight of his long life.
逐日家 (zhú rì jiā): "day after day"; 家 a colloquial suffix. 無拘無束 (wú jū wú shù): "free and unfettered." 逍遙 (xiāo yáo): "carefree wandering." 長生之美: "a delight of long life."
Here Wukong receives the power that, with his iron cudgel, will become his signature: the 筋斗雲 or "somersault-cloud." The detail that matters is pedagogical — the master does not impose a standard technique but builds the new power on Wukong's own clumsy tumbling motion: 我今只就你這個勢,傳你個斤斗雲, "I will work from this very posture of yours." The gift is fitted to the monkey's nature, the somersault he was already turning transmuted into a stride across the world. The formula itself is as concrete and physical as the elixir-verse before it — make the hand-sign, speak the true words, clench the fists, shake the body, leap — keeping the novel's insistence that the Way is a craft with exact moves, not a vague mysticism.
The figure attached to it — 一斤斗就有十萬八千里, a hundred and eight thousand 里 at a single bound — is one of the most resonant numbers in the book. It is precisely the distance the pilgrims will later be told lies between China and the Buddha's Vulture Peak, so that Wukong's leap quietly measures the whole span of the journey to come; and it sets up the great irony of the seventh chapter, where all this speed cannot carry him off the palm of the Buddha's hand. Characteristically, the novel undercuts the marvel in the same breath: the other disciples, giggling, can imagine no grander use for a power that crosses the world in an instant than running the post — carrying documents and dispatches for hire, earning a meal wherever it lands. The sublime and the mundane, once again, in a single line.