This article is transferred from: Northern Lights Translation
Getaway
A Happy Excursion
There is a fish in the north of the underworld, and its name is Kun. The Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is. Turned into a bird, its name and Peng, Peng's back, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is, and it flies angrily, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky.
In the northern ocean there is a fish, called the k’un, I do not know how many thousand li in size. This k’un changes into a bird, called the p’eng. Its back is I do not know how many thousand li in breadth. When it is moved, it flies, its wings obscuring the sky like clouds.
It is a bird, and the sea will migrate to the south of the underworld, and the south of the underworld will also be in the heavenly pool. Those who are "Qi Harmony" are also strangers. The words of "Harmony" say: "Pengzhi migrates to the south of the underworld, the water hits three thousand miles, the one who sways up is 90,000 miles, and the one who goes to rest in June is also." ”
When on a voyage, this bird prepares to start for the Southern Ocean, the Celestial Lake. And in the Records of Marvels we read that when the peng flies southwards, the water is smitten for a space of three thousand li around, while the bird itself mounts upon a great wind to a height of ninety thousand li, for a flight of six months' duration.
Wild horses, dust, and creatures blow each other. The firmament of the sky, its righteous color and evil, its far away and unreachable extreme evil, its eyes are also, if it is, it is already gone.
There mounting aloft, the bird saw the moving white mists of spring, the dust-clouds, and the living things blowing their breaths among them. It wondered whether the blue of the sky was its real color, or only the result of distance without end, and saw that the things on earth appeared the same to it.
And the accumulation of water is not thick, then its burden boat is also weak; covering the cup of water on the top of the hall, then the mustard is the boat, and the cup is glued, the water is shallow and the boat is big.
If there is not sufficient depth, water will not float large ships. Upset a cupful into a hole in the yard, and a mustard-seed will be your boat. Try to float the cup, and it will be grounded, due to the disproportion between water and vessel.
The accumulation of the wind is not thick, then its negative wings are also weak; therefore, 90,000 miles, the wind is below, and then it is the wind today;
So with air. If there is not sufficient a depth, it cannot support large wings. And for this bird, a depth of ninety thousand li is necessary to bear it up. Then, gliding upon the wind, with nothing save the clear sky above, and no obstacles in the way, it starts upon its journey to the south.
Shu and Xueyu laughed and said: I decided to fly, the gun and the elm stopped, the time did not come, and the control was just on the ground. "Those who are suitable for recklessness and cang, three meals and the opposite, the belly is still true; those who are suitable for 100 miles will have food for lodging; those who are suitable for thousands of miles will gather grain in March; and how do you know about the two insects?"
A cicada and a young dove laughed, saying, "Now, when I fly with all my might, 'tis as much as I can do to get from tree to tree. And sometimes I do not reach, but fall to the ground midway. What then can be the use of going up ninety thousand li to start for the south?" He who goes to the countryside taking three meals with him comes back with his stomach as full as when he started. But he who travels a hundred li must take ground rice enough for an overnight stay. And he who travels a thousand li must supply himself with provisions for three months. Those two little creatures, what should they know?
Small knowledge is not as good as big knowledge, and small years are not as good as big years. The morning fungus does not know the obscurity, the cockroach does not know the spring and autumn, and this small year is also. In the south of Chu, there are spirits, who are 500 years old for spring and 500 years old for autumn, and in ancient times, there are people with big chun, who are 8,000 years old for spring and 8,000 years old for autumn. This big year also. And Peng Zu has heard about it for a long time, and everyone is sad?
Small knowledge has not the compass of great knowledge any more than a short year has the length of a long year. How can we tell that this is so? The fungus plant of a morning knows not the alternation of day and night. The cicada knows not the alternation of spring and autumn. Theirs are short years. But in the south of Chu there is a mingling (tree) whose spring and autumn are each of five hundred years' duration. And in former days there was a large tree which had a spring and autumn each of eight thousand years. Yet, Peng Tsu is known for reaching a great age and is still, alas! An object of envy to all!
Tang Zhizhi is also a thorn. "In the north of poverty, there are those who have the Stygian Sea, and the Tianchi is also. There is a fish, which is thousands of miles wide, and there is no one who knows its cultivators, and its name is Kun. There is a bird, its name is Peng, the back is like Mount Tai, the wings are like the clouds hanging from the sky, the one who shakes the horns of the sheep and goes up is 90,000 miles, the clouds are absolutely airy, the blue sky is negative, and then the south is the south, and the south is also suitable. ”
It was on this very subject that the Emperor Tang spoke to Chi, as follows: "At the north of Chiungta, there is a Dark Sea, the Celestial Lake. In it there is a fish several thousand li in breadth, and I know not how many in length. It is called the k’un. There is also a bird, called the p’eng, with a back like Mount Tai, and wings like clouds across the sky. It soars up upon a whirlwind to a height of ninety thousand li, far above the region of the clouds, with only the clear sky above it. And then it directs its flight towards the Southern Ocean. "
I jumped up, but a few people flew down, soaring between the basil trees, and this also flew to the top." And he is also Xi Shi?"
And a lake sparrow laughed, and said: Pray, what may that creature be going to do? I rise but a few yards in the air and settle down again, after flying around among the reeds. That is as much as any one would want to fly. Now, wherever can this creature be going to?" Such, indeed, is the difference between small and great.
Therefore, the husband knows that he is an official, he is better than a township, and he is a monarch with virtue, and he who conquers a country, he regards himself as the same. And Song Rongzi still smiled. And the world's reputation is not persuaded, the world is not not frustrated, the distinction between inside and outside, and the state of honor and disgrace is already over. They are in the world, and they are not counted, although there are still no trees.
Take, for instance, a man who creditably fills some small office, or whose influence spreads over a village, or whose character pleases a certain prince. His opinion of himself will be much the same as that lake sparrow's. The philosopher Yung of Sung would laugh at such a one. If the whole world flattered him, he would not be affected thereby, nor if the whole world blamed him would he be dissuaded from what he was doing. For Yung can distinguish between essence and superficialities, and understand what is true honor and shame. Such men are rare in their generation. But even he has not established himself.
The son of the husband walked against the wind, and he was good, and there were five days in ten and then he was opposed, and he was not counted in those who were blessed;
Now Liehtse could ride upon the wind. Sailing happily in the cool breeze, he would go on for fifteen days before his return. Among mortals who attain happiness, such a man is rare. Yet although Liehtse could dispense with walking, he would still have to depend upon something.
If the husband takes advantage of the righteousness of heaven and earth, and the argument of the six qis, and swims in infinity, he will be evil?
As for one who is charioted upon the eternal fitness of Heaven and Earth, driving before him the changing elements as his team to roam through the realms of the Infinite, upon what, then, would such a one have need to depend?
Therefore, it is said: "To man without self, God and man without merit, and saint without name." ”
Thus it is said, "The perfect man ignores self; the divine man ignores achievement; the true Sage ignores reputation."
Yao let the world in Xu You, said: "The sun and the moon rise, and the bonfire does not stop, it is in the light, is not also difficult? When the rain falls, and it is still soaked, it is also in Ze, not also labor? ”
The Emperor Yao wished to abdicate in favor of Hsu Yu, saying, "If, when the sun and moon are shining, the torch is still lighted, would it be not difficult for the latter to shine? If, when the rain has fallen, one should still continue to water the fields, would this not be a waste of labor? Now if you would assume the reins of government, the empire would be well governed, and yet I am filling this office. I am conscious of my own deficiencies, and I beg to offer you the Empire."
Xu You said: "The son rules the world, the world has been governed, and I am still a son, I will be a famous person, a real guest, I will be a wren nesting in the deep forest, but a branch, a rat drinks the river, but a full stomach." Returning to Hujun! To the useless world, although the people do not cure, the corpse will not be replaced by the bottle. ”
"You are ruling the Empire, and the Empire is already well ruled," replied Hsu Yu. "Why should I take your place? Should I do this for the sake of a name? A name is but the shadow of reality, and should I trouble myself about the shadow? The tit, building its nest in the mighty forest, occupies but a single twig. The beaver slakes its thirst from the river, but drinks enough only to fill its belly. I would rather go back: I have no use for the empire! If the cook is unable to prepare the funeral sacrifices, the representative of the worshipped spirit and the officer of prayer may not step over the wines and meats and do it for him."
I asked Uncle Lian and said: "I have heard that I have heard that I have received public opinion, but it is big and improper, and I will not return, I am terrified of its words, and it is like a river and a Han and there is no extreme! ”
Chien Wu said to Lien Shu, "I heard Chieh Yu: talk on high and fine subjects endlessly. I was greatly startled at what he said, for his words seemed interminable as the Milky Way, but they are quite detached from our common human experience."
Uncle Lian said: "What do you mean?"
"What was it?" asked Lien Shu.
He said: "The mountain of contempt is inhabited by gods and men. The skin is like ice and snow, and it is like a virgin. Do not eat grains, suck the wind and drink dew, ride the clouds, fly the dragon, and swim beyond the four seas; ”
"He declared," replied Chien Wu, "that on the Miao-ku-yi mountain there lives a divine one, whose skin is white like ice or snow, whose grace and elegance are like those of a virgin, who eats no grain, but lives on air and dew, and who, riding on clouds with flying dragons for his team, roams beyond the limit's of the mortal regions. When his spirit gravitates, he can ward off corruption from all things, and bring good crops. That is why I call it nonsense, and do not believe it."
Uncle Lian said: "However, the blind cannot compare with the view of the article, and the deaf cannot compare with the sound of the drum, how can there be only the deaf and blind in the body? People are also virtuous, and all things are regarded as one, and the world is chaotic, and the world is in trouble, and the world is not harmed; the sky is immersed in the sky without drowning, the great drought is gold, and the mountains are scorched but not hot. It is its dust and chaff, and those who will cast Yao Shun will also be pottery, who is willing to take things as a thing?"
"Well," answered Lien Shu, "you don't ask a blind man's opinion of beautiful designs, nor do you invite a deaf man to a concert. And blindness and deafness are not physical only. There is blindness and deafness of the mind. His words are like the unspoiled virgin. The good influence of such a man with such a character fills all creation. Yet because a paltry generation cries for reform, you would have him busy himself about the details of an empire! "Objective existences cannot harm. In a flood which reach