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"White Ocean Tide" - Zhang Dai in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties

Original:

The story, the three rivers look at the tide, but there is no tide to see. In the afternoon, it was noisy: "This year's dark tide." "The years are like this.

In August of Gengchen, young master Zhu Hengyue was hung to Baiyang, and Chen Zhanghou and Qi Shipei sat together. Looking at the tide on the sea pond, Yu Yu went, Zhang Hou and Shi Pei followed. On the pond, I saw the first line of the tide, came from Haining, and went straight to the pond.

A little closer, it is faintly exposed, such as driving thousands of flocks of geese to fly with wings. Approaching, spraying foam and splashing flowers, kicking up like a million snow lions, covering the river down, angry thunder whip, ten thousand heads, no one dares to be the first.

If it gets closer, the hurricane is forcing it, and it is about to crash on the shore. The viewer is easy to go and avoid the pond. When the tide reaches the pond, try your best, the water hits, splashes several feet, and the surface is wet.

Swirling to the right, the turtle mountain is blocked, the roar is very strong, the cannon shatters the dragon, and the snow dances in the air. Stunned to see, sit for a long time, Yan Shiding.

The ancestors said: The tide of Zhejiang rises from the two mountains of shrine and ochre. Bai Yang is outside the two mountains, and the tide is bigger, what is it?

Translation:

According to the past practice, there is actually no sea tide to see in Sanjiangkou. In the afternoon, there was a noise: "The tide will rise quietly this year." "Every year.

In August of the thirteenth year of Chongzhen, I went to Baiyang to mourn Master Zhu Hengyue, and Chen Zhanghou went with Qi Shipei and me. Someone on the pond shouted to see the tide, and I hurried over, and they arrived in a moment. We stood on the pond and saw the tide head like a line, rushing from Haining to here, heading straight to the pond.

When the tide approached a little, it was like a flock of geese being driven away, spreading their wings and fluttering in fear. As they approached, the foam gushed out, and the waves were kicked and splashed like ice flowers, like millions of snow lions covering the sky and driving down, as if there was an angry thunder spurring them, and thousands of snow lions ran quickly, scrambling to be the first. The tide was nearer, as if forced by a hurricane, and the momentum seemed to be slapping against the embankment.

The people of the tide fell backwards in fear and ran to the bottom of the pond to take refuge.

When the tide reached the pond, he tried his best to fight, and the sea water hit and sprayed, splashing up to several feet, and the people watching the tide were splashed. The tide swirled and surged to the right, blocked by the Turtle Mountain, and the water became more intense, and the sound of the water became more roaring, as if a cannon was used to blow up the dragon, and the water splashed like snowflakes in mid-air. ** people were amazed and dazzled, and after sitting for a long time, their faces began to slowly recover.

My ancestors once told me that the tide in Zhejiang began to rise from the Niche Mountain and the Zheshan Mountain. Baiyang is far away from these two mountains, but the tide is bigger, what is the reason for this?

About the Author. Zhang Dai (1597-1679), a native of Shanyin (now Shaoxing City, Zhejiang Province). Literary scholar in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. Born in a family of eunuchs, he lived a wealthy life in his early years, loved to travel in the mountains and rivers, and was proficient in drama.

After the death of the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Dai participated in the struggle against the Qing Dynasty, and when he saw that the general trend had gone, he lived in seclusion in the mountains of Yanxi in Zhejiang, engaged in writing, and did not become an official of the Qing Dynasty. He has high attainments in prose, a wide range of genres, fresh words, and can integrate a large number of folk colloquialisms into prose, and is the author of "Tao'an Dream Memories", "West Lake Dream Search", "Lang Huan Anthology" and so on.

Translation:

1. According to the original, I watched the tide in Sanjiang Town, but there was actually no tide to see. In the afternoon, someone preached: "Today is the dark tide!" "It's like this every year. In August of the thirteenth year of Ming Chongzhen, he went to Baiyang to pay tribute to Master Zhu Hengyue, and went with Chen Zhanghou and Qi Shipei.

2. Someone on the pond shouted to see the tide, I quickly went to see it, and Zhang Hou and Shipei came one after another. Standing on the sea pond, I saw from a distance that the tide head was like a line, rushing from Haining and going straight to the shore. When it got a little closer, it was faintly white, as if driving thousands of flocks of geese to spread their wings and fly away in fright.

3. Gradually, they got a little closer, sprayed water foam and splashed water, jumping up like a million snow lions, covering the river rushing down, as if there was an angry thunder whipping them, and millions of snow lions gathered together, and none of them fell. It came a little closer, like a hurricane, and the momentum was about to crash against the shore.

4. The people watching panicked and retreated, running to avoid the shore. When the tide reached the shore, I tried my best to hit it, and the water splashed away, splashing a few feet high and spraying everywhere I went. Quickly tumbling to the right, it was completely blocked by Turtle Mountain, and the sound of the tide was unusual, as if the cannon had broken the Yandang Mountain Waterfall, and the water was flying in the air like heavy snow.

5. The person who saw such a scene was stunned, and sat for a while before his face calmed down. The ancestors said: "The tide of Zhejiang rises from the two mountains of niche and ochre. Bai Yang is outside these two mountains, but the tide is bigger, why is this? ”