In Yangzhou, the optimal pastime for travelers is strolling and indulging in a slow life, to take a leisurely walk and find the pleasure along the way. Beset with Yellow River’s course change, siltation of the Grand Canal and war fares, this city, used to be known by its peerless prosperity, lost some of former glory in commerce. Fortunately, the seeds of culture and civilization have been well preserved and get flourish again, people might not be strange to Yangzhou School, Yangzhou Three Knives, the Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou, and Yangzhou Gansi(Braised Shredded Chicken with Dried Tofu )etc. After so many achievements, Yangzhou begins to stretch and yawn on her fame.
Everyone after arriving at Yangzhou would be likely to hum local folk songs with jaunty steps followed, “Pulling out a reed catkin…”,”Green the Willow Leaf.” Tender, green and ringing sounds the tune as same as the Slender West Lake whose animated ripples reflecting the nature scenery on both sides have comforted the sorrow and weariness of the ancient city for last 2,000 years.
The late autumn of last year I went there for writing seminar about how to write prose ,and collecting folk songs by the way. I think it would be appropriate to hold this theme on the Slender West Lake, just as About Nanke Dream said, only by kindling the passions would a new world be created; only by exhausting the passions would a person divorce from the worldliness. Anyway, in my eyes, neither writing essay nor experiencing a new city’s life would go without passions. Guang’ling, the former name of Yangzhou, is so charming to me that I can even conjure up a picture of deep lanes in the quiet city, a worn stone bridge upon the old canal and so forth.
A cold spell from the north sweeping over the city on the very day of our arrival, the four of us were rambling about after having finished with bottles of warmed millet wine, which was brewed with shredded-ginger and preserved plums. In a slight intoxication, we felt as thought we were brought afar to the remote Guang’ling by the enchanted night. Yangzhou, compared with the affluent Suzhou city, has been destructed more than once laden with profound sense of historic grief and bitterness. No wonder, Du Mu（803－852）, an talented poet in his youth had not been niggard of praise towards Yangzhou’s sorrow and beauty. “The indulgence in entertainment is compatible with the understanding of life” as anther dramatist, Tang Xianzu said, and the night life in Yangzhou is lavish with the above both .
Yet, as a tourist, of course you don’t belong to this city as she timely wakes up that you are merely a transient.
Upon which fairies once played their flutes,
Are still there;
And below, in ripples the silent moon glows.
But, oh, for whom the red peonies by the bridges
Bloom every spring? Who knows? Who knows? [⑦]
Let’s go to Yechun Garden to enjoy a cup of tea where is well-wooded and you could admire the river scenery through teahouse windows while tea drinking. The tea drinkers are suggested to be dressed casually without makeup. A cup of plain tea that goes with a plate of Gansi and fried beans would tickle your taste buds further to perceive a peaceful and ordinary life. Now it comes to me that the genuine taste of life should be bland and easy.
[①] 淮左：扬州是宋代淮南东路的首府，故称“淮左名都”。当然，此处如果忠实翻译成the city east of Huai River略显冗长累赘所以简化处理。
[⑦] 译者不敢率尔操觚先援引已有译文，详见http://www.en84.com/portal.php?mod=view&aid=1671 为引用处。
楼主发言：1次 发图：0张 | 添加到话题 |