正文部分是白话文，我敲进来过其中的一段：

摘自《春月》Spring Moon - A Novel of China by Bette Bao Lord, 第三十一章

明玉还没想出来怎么继续刚才的话题，长风已经满脸含笑地用筷子敲敲酒杯。“朋友们，我们该行个酒令！” 唉，真烦人，明玉暗想。 “好！好！好！”允坚喊道。 “那么一言为定！” “还是对句好不好？”秉毅建议道，“我来开头吧？” “我想开头。让我开头行吗？求求您！”允坚一拍手，打翻了酒杯。 “好，你开头。”秉毅道。 沉默。 “说吧！”春月说，一面把瓷杯都移开以防闯祸。“说呀！” 孩子红着脸，蒙上眼睛，好象自己不看，别人就看不见自己了似的。“我不知道怎么说。”大家都笑了。全桌只剩下定志还没吃完，允坚转向他拽他的上衣。“你能给我讲讲这个酒令怎么玩吗？” 定志从碗边上抬眼瞥了一眼，不作声。长风用手帕掩嘴咳嗽。 秉毅头一个恢复从容之态。“小侄子，我来给你讲。你先想一句诗，我们当中的一个人就得对上一句。” “是的，大伯父。不过谁来给我讲讲这个酒令怎么玩呢？” 连秉毅也跟着大家一齐笑了。 笑定之后，春月先说：“地的反面是什么？” “天。”孩子大声喊。 “月？” “日。” “走？” “跑。” “夜？” “昼！”定志叫道，他也明白了。 他抱歉地看一眼孩子。允坚朝他微笑，好象表示不在意他接话，接着问道，“我现在可以开始了吗？” “小心，”春月提醒说，“我们刚开了个头，绿树？” “红树。” 春月摇头。 “为什么不对，嫂嫂？” “一个字要是绿的反面，另一个字要和树属于一类。” “红花。” “对了。”春月微笑。“好，黄鹂啼。” 允坚深吸一口气。“青蛙叫。” “差不多，要说‘青蛙鸣’更好。” 明玉看到定志又继续吃饭，好像碗是他可以藏身的屏风似的。他不会这个酒令，明玉想。他有什么必要会呢？酒令没什么要紧，不过掉书袋子的游戏而已。如果能和他到客厅去谈话多好！ 春月的解释到了尾声。“第一句，允坚，叫做上联，对句叫下联。现在你可以开始了。” 孩子把头埋在双臂里使劲想，大人们等着。他抬头张嘴，什么也没说出来。他皱紧眉头，把头又埋进双臂里。 只有定志喝汤的吸溜声。 长风开口了。“法国回来的朋友，”他说，“我们何不来给孩子示范一下呢？”他故作无心地笑着。“尔，美姝，何高贵，芳如春泉，博学且善良。” 定志笑笑，耸一耸肩。 “不必着急，朋友。点心还没上呢！” 这个庄稼人还是不回答。 这时孩子搭话了，又拽拽定志的上衣。“他让你上当，大哥哥！你这下只好对，‘我，丑男，真低贱，臭似烂泥，愚蠢又恶劣。’他让你上当！” 定志不知朝哪里看才好。 明玉赶紧打破冷场。“不，允坚，这是你对的。我们的新朋友很聪明，才不上这个当呢。” 等笑声平息后，长风向明玉举杯。他的笑酸溜溜的。明玉不在意。长风爱怎么就怎么，反正拦不住她再见这位佃户的儿子。 饭吃完后，定志站起来，十分恭敬地鞠躬。“多谢赏饭，我家祖宗都有光。这是我一生最高兴的日子。”

Before Lustrous Jade could think of a way to resume the discussion, August Winds tapped his glass with a chopstick, a grin on his face. "I think, my friends, it is time for a game!" Oh no, she thought. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" cried Enduring Promise. "Settled, then!" "How about a round of antithetical couplets?" suggested Bold Talent. "Shall I start by starting the head?" "I want to be first. Can I be first? Oh, please?" Enduring Promise clapped his hands, upsetting his glass. "Fine, you start," said Bold Talent. Silence. "Well?" said Spring Moon, removing the porcelain cups from danger. "Well?" The boy's face reddened and he covered his eyes, as if not seeing meant being unseen. "I do not know how." Everyone laughed. Enduring Promise turned to Resolute Spirit, who was the only one still eating, and tugged at his shirt. "Can you explain the game to me?" Resolute Spirit peered over the rim of his rice bowl and said nothing. August Winds coughed into his handkerchief. Bold Talent recovered first. "I will explain, my nephew. You start by making up the first line of a poem. Then one of us must match it with an antithesis and a parallel." "Yes, Uncle. But can someone explain the game to me?" Even Bold Talent joined in the laughter. When it had subsided Spring Moon took the lead. "What is the opposite of earth?" "Heaven," the boy shouted. "Moon?" "Sun." "Walk?" "Run." "Night?" "Day!" called out Resolute Spirit, catching on. He looked apologetically at the child. Enduring Promise smiled up at him, as if to say he did not mind, then asked, "May I start now?" "Careful," cautioned Spring Moon. "We have just begun. Green trees?" "Red trees." Spring Moon shook her head. "But why, Sao Sao?" "A word that is opposite of green, and a word that is the same family as tree." "Red flowers." "Correct." Spring Moon smiled. "Now, yellow birds sing." Enduring Promise took a deep breath. "Green frogs talk." "Almost; better if 'green frogs croak.'" Lustrous Jade saw that Resolute Spirit had resumed eating, as if the bowl were a screen behind which he could hide. He does not understand the game, she thought. Why should he? The game was not important, a pastime for book bags. If only they could go into the parlor and talk! Spring Moon was coming to the end of her explanations. "The first line, Enduring Promise, is called the head; the reply, the tail. Now you begin." The boy buried his head in his arms to think. The adults waited. He popped up, opened his mouth. Nothing came. He frowned, then buried his head in his arms again. August Winds spoke up. "My friend from France," he said, "why do we not show the boy how to play the game?" He smiled innocently. "You, beautiful girl, are sublime, fragrant as spring water, learned and good." Resolute Spirit grinned, shrugging his shoulders. "Take your time, my friend. We have not had dessert yet!" Still the peasant did not reply. It was the boy who answered, tugging at his shirt again. "He tricked you, Older Brother! Now you must say, 'I, ugly boy, am ridiculous, smelly as mud, stupid and bad.' He tricked you!" Resolute Spirit did not know where to look. Quickly Lustrous Jade filled in the silence. "No, Enduring Promise, you said it. My new friend is much too smart to be taken in by such a trick." As the laughter faded, August Winds lifted his glass to Lustrous Jade. His smile was bitter. She did not care. Nothing he could do would stop her from seeing more of the farmer's son. When the meal was over, Resolute Spirit stood and bowed most respectfully. "My ancestors and I thank you for this honor. Tonight is the happiest day of my life."

所有跟帖： 

• 谢谢二号。我看了一下，译得不错，鸡蛋里挑骨头，给出两条意见。 -聚曦亭- ♀ (3728 bytes) () 01/03/2013 postreply 19:55:49

• 我是先读的译著，可能先入为主了，总觉得原版有“翻译”得不尽人意之处。：-） -北京二号- ♀ (0 bytes) () 01/03/2013 postreply 20:32:02

• 不过，那个Prologue译得不错。 -聚曦亭- ♀ (0 bytes) () 01/03/2013 postreply 21:25:00

• 别扭 -bmdn- ♀ (950 bytes) () 01/04/2013 postreply 07:46:35

• 包柏漪的中文底子应该也不薄， -北京二号- ♀ (496 bytes) () 01/04/2013 postreply 10:51:58

• 翻译的第一原则应该是忠实原著 -bmdn- ♀ (83 bytes) () 01/04/2013 postreply 11:34:40