原文 Original text
繁體 Traditional
Reader's edition
含詞賦 With rhapsody
狂風殺獵
The Wind of Slaughter
大聖見那些人佈上他的山來，心中大怒，手裡捻訣，口內念念有詞，往那巽地上吸了一口氣，呼的吹將去，便是一陣狂風。好風！但見：大圣见那些人布上他的山来，心中大怒，手里捻诀，口内念念有词，往那巽地上吸了一口气，呼的吹将去，便是一阵狂风。好风！但见：
揚塵播土，倒樹摧林。扬尘播土，倒树摧林。
海浪如山聳，渾波萬疊侵。海浪如山耸，浑波万叠侵。
乾坤昏蕩蕩，日月暗沉沉。干坤昏荡荡，日月暗沉沉。
一陣搖松如虎嘯，忽然入竹似龍吟。一阵摇松如虎啸，忽然入竹似龙吟。
萬竅怒號天噫氣，飛砂走石亂傷人。万窍怒号天噫气，飞砂走石乱伤人。
大聖作起這大風，將那碎石，乘風亂飛亂舞。可憐把那些千餘人馬，一個個：大圣作起这大风，将那碎石，乘风乱飞乱舞。可怜把那些千余人马，一个个：
石打烏頭粉碎，沙飛海馬俱傷。石打乌头粉碎，沙飞海马俱伤。
人參官桂嶺前忙，血染朱砂地上。人参官桂岭前忙，血染朱砂地上。
附子難歸故里，檳榔怎得還鄉。附子难归故里，槟榔怎得还乡。
屍骸輕粉臥山場，紅娘子家中盼望。尸骸轻粉卧山场，红娘子家中盼望。
詩曰：诗曰：
人亡馬死怎歸家，野鬼孤魂亂似麻。人亡马死怎归家，野鬼孤魂乱似麻。
可憐抖擻英雄將，不辨賢愚血染沙。可怜抖擞英雄将，不辨贤愚血染沙。
逐句解 Line by line
大聖見那些人佈上他的山來，心中大怒，手裡捻訣，口內念念有詞，往那巽地上吸了一口氣，呼的吹將去，便是一陣狂風。好風！但見：
大圣见那些人布上他的山来，心中大怒，手里捻诀，口内念念有词，往那巽地上吸了一口气，呼的吹将去，便是一阵狂风。好风！但见：
When the Great Sage saw the men spreading up over his mountain, his heart blazed with fury. He worked a finger-spell, and murmured an incantation under his breath; drawing in a breath toward the Xun quarter, he blew it out with a whoosh — and there rose a gale. A fine wind! Behold:
巽地 the Xun (southeast) quarter of the eight trigrams, the direction of wind. 心中 zhōng; 那 nà (twice); 吹將 jiāng.
揚塵播土，倒樹摧林。
扬尘播土，倒树摧林。
It flung up the dust and scattered the soil, toppled the trees and shattered the woods.
倒 dǎo (topple). The wind-rhapsody opens.
海浪如山聳，渾波萬疊侵。
海浪如山耸，浑波万叠侵。
The sea-waves reared like mountains; the turbid billows pressed in, ten thousand folds deep.
The turbid billows reared “ten thousand folds” deep — the land-gale figured as a sea-storm.
乾坤昏蕩蕩，日月暗沉沉。
干坤昏荡荡，日月暗沉沉。
Heaven and earth turned murky and reeling; sun and moon went dim and sunken.
乾坤 qián-kūn (Heaven and Earth) — here 乾 is qián, contrast 泉乾 gān above.
一陣搖松如虎嘯，忽然入竹似龍吟。
一阵摇松如虎啸，忽然入竹似龙吟。
One gust shook the pines like a tiger's roar; of a sudden it entered the bamboo like a dragon's moan.
似 sì; parallel similes, tiger's roar answered by dragon's moan.
萬竅怒號天噫氣，飛砂走石亂傷人。
万窍怒号天噫气，飞砂走石乱伤人。
Ten thousand hollows howled in fury as Heaven belched its breath; flying sand and hurtling stones struck men down at random.
萬竅怒號 / 天噫氣 echoes the “pipes of Heaven” of the Zhuangzi — the wind as Heaven's own exhalation.
大聖作起這大風，將那碎石，乘風亂飛亂舞。可憐把那些千餘人馬，一個個：
大圣作起这大风，将那碎石，乘风乱飞乱舞。可怜把那些千余人马，一个个：
The Great Sage, having raised this great wind, sent the broken stones riding upon it, flying and whirling wildly. Pity, then, those thousand-odd men and horses, each and every one of them:
將那 jiāng / nà; 乘風 chéng (riding the wind); 那些 nà. The pivot into the pharmacological dirge.
石打烏頭粉碎，沙飛海馬俱傷。
石打乌头粉碎，沙飞海马俱伤。
Stones struck the aconite-heads to powder; sand flew and the sea-horses were all maimed.
The dirge is built entirely of drug-names doubling as literal carnage: 烏頭 aconite / a black-haired head; 海馬 the seahorse (a materia medica) / cavalry mounts.
人參官桂嶺前忙，血染朱砂地上。
人参官桂岭前忙，血染朱砂地上。
Ginseng and cassia-officinalis scrambled before the ridge; blood dyed the cinnabar upon the ground.
參 shēn (人參, ginseng), not cān. 官桂 cassia; 朱砂 cinnabar — both drug-names, the cinnabar-red being the spilled blood.
附子難歸故里，檳榔怎得還鄉。
附子难归故里，槟榔怎得还乡。
The aconite-sons could hardly find their old homes; the areca-nuts, how were they to win their way back to their villages?
得 dé (“win/manage to”); 還鄉 huán (return home), not hái. 附子 aconite-“son” / a man's sons; 檳榔 areca / punning on 賓郎, a guest far from home.
屍骸輕粉臥山場，紅娘子家中盼望。
尸骸轻粉卧山场，红娘子家中盼望。
Their corpses, light as calomel-powder, lay strewn across the mountain field; and the red lady at home kept watch and waited.
中 zhōng (家中). 輕粉 calomel; 紅娘子 the medicinal blister-beetle / punning on the “red lady,” the wife left watching at home.
詩曰：
诗曰：
A poem says:
The 詩曰 tag introducing the closing quatrain of witness; set as its own segment, outside the verse.
人亡馬死怎歸家，野鬼孤魂亂似麻。
人亡马死怎归家，野鬼孤魂乱似麻。
Men slain and horses dead — how were they to go home? Their wild ghosts and lonely souls lay tangled thick as hemp.
似 sì (亂似麻, “tangled like hemp”).
可憐抖擻英雄將，不辨賢愚血染沙。
可怜抖擞英雄将，不辨贤愚血染沙。
Pity the dauntless, spirited captains — the wind told worthy from worthless none, and blood dyed all the sand.
將 jiàng (英雄將, “captains/generals”), noun, not jiāng. 不辨賢愚 — the indiscriminate killing the poem quietly indicts.
總評 Commentary
This is one of the most famous set-pieces in the novel: a battle-dirge composed almost entirely of the names of materia medica — aconite, seahorse, ginseng, cassia, cinnabar, areca, calomel, the “red lady” beetle — each drug-name doing double duty as an image of the slaughter. Aconite-heads (烏頭) are ground to powder, sea-horses (海馬, the cavalry) are maimed, the aconite-“sons” (附子) cannot find their way home. The virtuosity is dazzling and deliberately grotesque.
The wind itself is drawn from the deepest stratum of Chinese cosmology: raised from the Xun trigram, howling through “ten thousand hollows” as “Heaven's belched breath,” it is the very wind of the Zhuangzi's pipes of Heaven, here turned to a weapon. Wukong does not lift a finger against the hunters; he simply exhales, and the mountain's own scorched stone does the killing.
The closing quatrain of witness pulls against the whole bravura performance. “The wind told worthy from worthless none” — the same indiscriminacy that made the pharmacological conceit possible is now named as its moral cost. The chapter has let us admire Wukong's power and share the monkeys' vindication, and then, in four plain lines, sets the ledger straight: a thousand men are dead, their ghosts “tangled thick as hemp,” and the hero who killed them has chosen this over the road west.