OFTEN,after a thunder-storm,when one passes a field in which Buckwheat is growing, it appears quite blackened and singed1. It is just as if a flame of fire had passed across it; and then the countryman says,“It got that from lightning.”But why has it received that?I will tell you what the Sparrow told me about it, and the Sparrow heard it from an old Willow2 Tree which stood by a Buckwheat field,and still stands there. It is quite a great venerable Willow Tree, but wrinkled and old:it is burst in the middle, and grass and brambles grow out of the cleft3; the tree bends forward, and the branches hang quite down to the ground, as if they were long,green hair.
On all the fields round about corn was growing, not only rye and barley4, but also oats, yes, the most capital oats,which when ripe look like a number of little yellow canary birds sitting upon a spray. The corn stood smiling,and the richer an ear was, the deeper did it bend in pious5 humility6.
But there was also a field of Buckwheat,and this field was exactly opposite to the old Willow Tree.The
Buckwheat did not bend at all,like the rest of the grain,but stood up proudly and stiffly.
“I'm as rich as any corn ear,”it said.“Moreover,I'm very much handsomer:my flowers are beautiful as the blossoms of the apple tree: it's quite a delight to look upon me and mine.Do you know anything more splendid than we are, you old Willow Tree?”
And the Willow Tree nodded his head, just as if he would have said,“Yes, certainly I do!”
But the Buckwheat spread itself out from mere7 vainglory,and said,
“The stupid tree! he's so old that the grass grows in his body.”
Now a terrible storm came on:all the field flowers folded their leaves together or bowed their little heads while the storm passed over them, but the Buckwheat stood erect8 in its pride.
“Bend your head like us,”said the Flowers.
“I've not the slightest cause to do so,”replied the Buck-wheat.“Bend your head as we do,”cried the corn.“Now the angel of the storm comes flying on. He has wings that reach from the clouds just down to the earth, and he'll cut you right in two before you can cry for mercy.”
“Yes,but I won't bend,”quoth the Buchwheat.
“Shut up your flowers and bend your leaves,”said the old Willow Tree.“Don't look up at the lightning when the cloud bursts:even men do not do that, for in the lightning one may look into heaven, but that sight dazzles even men; and what would happen to us, if we dared do so----we, the plants of the field, that are much less worthy9 than they?”
“Much less worthy!”cried the Buckwheat.“Now I'll just look straight up into heaven.”
And it did so, in its pride and vain-glory. It was as if the whole world were on fire, so vivid was the lightning.
When afterwards the bad weather had passed by, the flowers and the crops stood in the still, pure air, quite refreshed by the rain;but the Buckwheat was burned coalblack by the lightning, and it was now like a dead weed upon the field.
And the old Willow Tree waved its branches in the wind, and great drops of water fell down out of the green leaves just as if the tree wept.
And the Sparrows asked,“Why do you weep? Here everything is so cheerful:see how the sun shines, see how the clouds sail on.Do you not breathe the scent10 of flowers and bushes? Why do you weep, Willow Tree?”
And the Willow Tree told them of the pride of the Buckwheat,of its vain-glory,and of the punishment which always follows such sin.
I, who tell you this tale, have heard it from the Sparrows. They told it me one evening when I begged them to give me a story.
1 singed | |
v.浅表烧焦( singe的过去式和过去分词 );(毛发)燎,烧焦尖端[边儿] | |
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2 willow | |
n.柳树 | |
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3 cleft | |
n.裂缝;adj.裂开的 | |
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4 barley | |
n.大麦,大麦粒 | |
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5 pious | |
adj.虔诚的;道貌岸然的 | |
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6 humility | |
n.谦逊,谦恭 | |
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adj.纯粹的;仅仅,只不过 | |
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n./v.树立,建立,使竖立;adj.直立的,垂直的 | |
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adj.(of)值得的,配得上的;有价值的 | |
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n.气味,香味,香水,线索,嗅觉;v.嗅,发觉 | |
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