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Тема: Легенда о Му Лань (прочитана 2151 раз, 11 ответов)

helen_ar
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Легенда о Му Лань
написан: 09.11.03 в 20:27:45

Привет!, кто-нибудь может подсказать, где я могу найти легенду о Мулан на русском? Очень хочется прочитать, что там произошло по-настоящему.

If you love something set it free. If it comes back to you it is yours. If it doesn't it never was.

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Egorl
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Re: Мулан
Ответ #1 написан: 10.11.03 в 11:28:36

На то она и легенда, чтобы не про то, что было по настоящему.

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Re: Мулан
Ответ #2 написан: 10.11.03 в 15:42:19

Ну я же просто хочу прочитать эту легенду, как она звучит на самом деле.

If you love something set it free. If it comes back to you it is yours. If it doesn't it never was.

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Egorl
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Re: Мулан
Ответ #3 написан: 10.11.03 в 17:20:30

На русском языке я не встречал ее. А вот в Китае есть (был по крайней мере) телевизионный сериал на эту тему. Есть и книжки, но скорее всего перевода нет.

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uli
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Re: Мулан
Ответ #4 написан: 10.11.03 в 18:25:25

а о чём легенда? хотя бы в кратком и приблизительном изложении?
(кино я не смотрела)

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Jin Jie
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Re: Мулан
Ответ #5 написан: 10.11.03 в 18:50:16

10.11.03 в 18:25:25, uli писал(а):

а о чём легенда? хотя бы в кратком и приблизительном изложении?
(кино я не смотрела)

Легенда о девушке, которая пошла на войну, одев мужское платье.

Mu-lan

Anonymous (5th or 6th century A.D.)
Translation from The Flowering Plum and the Palace Lady: Interpretations of Chinese Poetry by Hans H. Frankel
Tsiek tsiek and again tsiek tsiek,
Mu-lan weaves, facing the door.
You don't hear the shuttle's sound,
You only hear Daughter's sighs.
They ask Daughter who's in her heart,
They ask Daughter who's on her mind.
"No one is in Daughter's heart,
No one is on Daughter's mind.
Last night I saw the draft posters,
The Khan is calling many troops,
The army list is in twelve scrolls,
On every scroll there's Father's name.
Father has no grown-up son,
Mu-lan has no elder brother.
I want to buy a saddle and a horse,
And serve in the army in Father's place."

In the East Market she buys a spirited horse,
In the West Market she buys a saddle,
In the South Market she buys a bridle,
In the North Market she buys a long whip.
At dawn she takes leave of Father and Mother,
In the evening camps on the Yellow River's bank.
She doesn't hear the sound of Father and Mother calling,
She only hear the Yellow River's flowing water cry tsien tsien.

At dawn she takes leave of the Yellow River,
In the evening she arrives at Black Mountain.
She doesn't hear the sound of Father and Mother calling,
She only hears Mount Yen's nomad horses cry tsiu tsiu.
She goes ten thousand miles on the business of war,
She crosses passes and mountains like flying.
Northern gusts carry the rattle of army pots,
Chilly light shines on iron armor.
Generals die in a hundred battles,
Stout soldiers return after ten years.

On her return she sees the Son of Heaven,
The Son of Heaven sits in the Splendid Hall.
He gives out promotions in twelve ranks
And prizes of a hundred thousand and more.
The Khan asks her what she desires.
"Mu-lan has no use for a minister's post.
I wish to ride a swift mount
To take me back to my home."

When Father and Mother hear Daughter is coming
They go outside the wall to meet her, leaning on each other.
When Elder Sister hears Younger Sister is coming
She fixes her rouge, facing the door.
When Little Brother hears Elder Sister is coming
He whets the knife, quick quick, for pig and sheep.
"I open the door to my east chamber,
I sit on my couch in the west room,
I take off my wartime gown
And put on my old-time clothes."
Facing the window she fixes her cloudlike hair,
Hanging up a mirror she dabs on yellow flower-powder.
She goes out the door and sees her comrades.
Her comrades are all amazed and perplexed.
Traveling together for twelve years
They didn't know Mu-lan was a girl.
"The he-hare's feet go hop and skip,
The she-hare's eyes are muddled and fuddled.
Two hares running side by side close to the ground,
How can they tell if I am he or she?"

"Приду в четыре",- сказала Мария.

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