| 鑒於鄙人年逾古稀﹐去日苦多﹐來日漸少。且念及上代學者皆已物故﹐思人才凋零﹐情何以堪。故鄙人不揣淺陋﹐欲向海內外華人俊彥挑戰﹐尤以所謂英文教授博士
之流為鵠的﹐冀希應戰者中人才湧現﹐庶幾中華學界前程有望。既曰挑戰﹐不下狂詞﹐何以激眾。余觀夫自上代學者仙逝之後﹐放眼海內外﹐於英語詩文譯寫之域﹐
余可獨步當今﹐無有出余右者。能與余並駕齊驅者﹐誠鳳毛麟角﹐亦已稀矣。如有不服者﹐可跟貼於下﹐一文一詩皆可﹐並須英譯下列一詞。凡有超越余者﹐則甘拜
下風。自此之後﹐不敢再誇口也。如三月內﹐無有應者﹐或雖應而莫能超越余者﹐則余誠為天下華人第一英才而無疑也。 譯詞錄於下﹕李清照“聲聲慢” 尋尋覓覓，冷冷清清，凄凄慘慘戚戚。乍暖還寒時候，最難將息。三杯兩盞淡酒，怎敵他、晚來風急？雁過也，正傷心，卻是舊時相識。 滿地黃花堆積。憔悴損，如今有誰堪摘？守著窗儿， 獨自怎生得黑？梧桐更兼細雨，到黃昏、點點滴滴。這次第，怎一個愁字了得！ Seek, seek； lonely, quiet； doleful, rueful, woeful. When it just turns warm, but still cold, it's hardest to have full rest. Two or three cups of light wine, how to fend the evening wind so strong? The wild geese pass—I feel heart-broken—since they are my old acquaintance. All over the ground the yellow flowers in heaps. Languished as I am, who will now pick them? Keeping myself at the window, how can I fare alone till nightfall? Chinese parasol, plus drizzles on it, dripping and dripping； At this moment, what can I do with the word "sorrow"?  （此亦“打擂”之類﹐上得“台”來﹐貼上佳作即可﹐毋庸廢話連篇。本人自有交代。） [此文不是針對本壇之人。只是借此一角以廣”招徠”。] Letter of Challenge As the time is nigh for my bones to turn to dust, I’d like to find a rival in English writing and translation. A master feels lonely without a rival as a Chinese saying goes. But since those famous scholars of the generation previous to mine all passed away, I can flatter myself to declare that I am the champion in that field now. No Chinese alive, either in China or overseas, can surpass me. Therefore, I throw down here my gauntlet for all those so-called professors and doctors of English major. I’m now waiting to see who’s bold enough to pick it up. If anyone can outshine me, I’ll stop boasting of my superiority; but if no one does in three months, I will no doubt hold the position of the first fiddle. Then no question about it any more. |
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