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The Buddha Creates the Sutra, Preaching the Ultimate Bliss · Guanyin Receives the Edict and Proceeds to Chang'an

流沙河景
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原文 Original text 繁體 Traditional Reader's edition 含詞賦 With rhapsody

流沙河景 The Flowing-Sands River

shīèrrénzhèngzǒujiānránjiànruòshuǐsānqiānnǎishìliúshājièdào:「yachùquèshìnánxíngjīngrénzhuófántāi?」huìàndào:「shīkànyǒuduōyuǎn?」tíngyúnkànshízhǐjiànshīèrrénzhèngzǒujiānránjiànruòshuǐsānqiānnǎishìliúshājièdào:「yachùquèshìnánxíngjīngrénzhuófántāi?」huìàndào:「shīkànyǒuduōyuǎn?」tíngyúnkànshízhǐjiàn

dōngliánshā西zhūfānnánběitōngdōngliánshā西zhūfānnánběitōng
jìngguòyǒubǎiyáoshàngxiàyǒuqiānwànyuǎnjìngguòyǒubǎiyáoshàngxiàyǒuqiānwànyuǎn
shuǐliúfānshēnlànggǔnquèshānsǒngbèishuǐliúfānshēnlànggǔnquèshānsǒngbèi
yángyánghàohàomángmángshíyáowénwànzhànghóngyángyánghàohàomángmángshíyáowénwànzhànghóng
xiānchánándàoliánnéngxiānchánándàoliánnéng
shuāicǎoxiéyángliúhuángyúnyǐngànchángshuāicǎoxiéyángliúhuángyúnyǐngàncháng
shāngláiwǎngcéngyǒusǒushāngláiwǎngcéngyǒusǒu
píngshāyànluòyuǎnànyǒuyuánpíngshāyànluòyuǎnànyǒuyuán
zhǐshìhóngliǎohuāfánzhījǐngbáipíngxiāngrènzhǐshìhóngliǎohuāfánzhījǐngbáipíngxiāngrèn

逐句解 Line by line

shīèrrénzhèngzǒujiānránjiànruòshuǐsānqiānnǎishìliúshājiè shīèrrénzhèngzǒujiānránjiànruòshuǐsānqiānnǎishìliúshājiè

As master and disciple were walking along, of a sudden they came upon the Three Thousand Weak Waters — the bourne of the Flowing-Sands River.

弱水三千 — the “Three Thousand Weak Waters,” a mythic river so feeble it bears nothing afloat. 流沙河 is the home of the future disciple Sha Wujing.

dào:「yachùquèshìnánxíngjīngrénzhuófántāi?」 dào:「yachùquèshìnánxíngjīngrénzhuófántāi?」

The Bodhisattva said: “Disciple, here the way is hard. The scripture-pilgrim, of muddy bone and mortal flesh, how shall he cross?”

難行 — hard to travel; is nán. 濁骨凡胎 — “muddy bone and mortal womb,” the unredeemed human body.

huìàndào:「shīkànyǒuduōyuǎn?」 huìàndào:「shīkànyǒuduōyuǎn?」

Huian said: “Master, how wide do you judge the river to be?”

tíngyúnkànshízhǐjiàn tíngyúnkànshízhǐjiàn

The Bodhisattva, staying her cloud-steps to look, saw only:

只見 introduces the descriptive rhapsody on the river.

dōngliánshā西zhūfānnánběitōng dōngliánshā西zhūfānnánběitōng

Eastward it joins the sandy wastes, westward it reaches the foreign tribes; southward it gains Wuge, northward it runs to the Tatars.

A geographic frame placing the river at the wild edges of the known world; 韃靼 — the Tatars.

jìngguòyǒubǎiyáoshàngxiàyǒuqiānwànyuǎn jìngguòyǒubǎiyáoshàngxiàyǒuqiānwànyuǎn

Straight across it stretches eight hundred li; up and down, a thousand thousand li.

shuǐliúfānshēnlànggǔnquèshānsǒngbèi shuǐliúfānshēnlànggǔnquèshānsǒngbèi

Its current rolls as though the earth were turning over; its billows surge like mountains arching their backs.

一似 — “just like”; takes before fourth-tone (read ).

yángyánghàohàomángmángshíyáowénwànzhànghóng yángyánghàohàomángmángshíyáowénwànzhànghóng

Vast and boundless, dim and measureless — ten li off one hears the mighty flood.

xiānchánándàoliánnéng xiānchánándàoliánnéng

An immortal's raft could scarce reach here; a lotus-leaf could never float.

仙槎 — the fabled raft that sails to the stars; even it cannot pass these weak waters. 蓮葉 — lotus-leaf, in its ordinary reading .

shuāicǎoxiéyángliúhuángyúnyǐngàncháng shuāicǎoxiéyángliúhuángyúnyǐngàncháng

Withered grass and slanting sun along the winding shore; yellow clouds shadowing the day darken the long dyke.

長堤 — the long embankment; is cháng.

shāngláiwǎngcéngyǒusǒu shāngláiwǎngcéngyǒusǒu

Where here would merchants come and go? When was there ever a fisherman to dwell?

Rhetorical questions; the graph functions as interrogative (“where, how”), read .

píngshāyànluòyuǎnànyǒuyuán píngshāyànluòyuǎnànyǒuyuán

On the level sand no wild goose alights; on the far bank an ape cries out.

zhǐshìhóngliǎohuāfánzhījǐngbáipíngxiāngrèn zhǐshìhóngliǎohuāfánzhījǐngbáipíngxiāngrèn

Only the red knotweed and dense blossom know the season's hue; the white duckweed, faintly fragrant, sways just as it will.

紅蓼, 白蘋 — riverside knotweed and duckweed, the desolate flora of an unfrequented shore.


總評 Commentary

Guanyin reaches the first great obstacle of the future pilgrimage: the Flowing-Sands River, the “Three Thousand Weak Waters” so enfeebled that nothing floats upon them. A full rhapsody () sets the scene — a desolate, impassable expanse at the wild margins of the world.

The river- is built on negation: no raft can cross it, no leaf can float, no merchant comes, no fisherman dwells. This emptiness is purposeful — it establishes the crossing as a true barrier, one the “muddy bone and mortal flesh” of the pilgrim cannot manage unaided, and so motivates the recruitment of the river's monster as a disciple.

Following Anthony C. Yu, the desolation also carries an allegorical charge: the weak water that will bear nothing is the unredeemed world itself, across which only the disciplined and converted can ferry a soul. Plaks notes how the novel's landscape rhapsodies repeatedly externalize the spiritual stakes of the passage they adorn.