京劇的舞臺
Level 5 · 文化 · 350 vocabulary words
北京的茶馆里,锣鼓一响,一位将军出场了。他脸上画着红白黑的花脸,背上有四面小旗,一甩头,全场叫好。
In a Beijing teahouse the gongs sound and a general enters: red-white-black painted face, four flags on his back; one head-toss and the house cheers.
这就是京剧,两百多年前从安徽、湖北的戏班子走进北京,慢慢长成的国剧。
This is Peking opera, born when troupes from Anhui and Hubei entered Beijing two centuries ago and grew into the national drama.
京剧演员分成生旦净丑四种行当。生是男人,旦是女人,净是花脸,丑是逗人笑的丑角。
Actors divide into four role types: sheng the men, dan the women, jing the painted faces, chou the clowns.
观众一眼就能看出好坏人:红脸是忠勇的关公,白脸是奸诈的曹操,黑脸是铁面包公。
The audience reads character at a glance: red face is loyal Guan Yu, white is cunning Cao Cao, black is upright Judge Bao.
舞台上没有真的马,没有真的船。演员拿一根马鞭,就是骑马;拿一支桨,就是划船。
The stage holds no real horse or boat. A whip means riding; an oar means rowing.
观众也懂这个语言。演员绕场一圈,就是走了千里路;船桨一摇,便是过了大江。
The audience speaks this language too: circling the stage means a thousand li, one oar-sway crosses the river.
梅兰芳是二十世纪最有名的旦角。他一个男人,把杨贵妃演得比女人还像女人,外国人看了都说不可思议。
Mei Lanfang was the century's most famous dan. A man, he played Lady Yang more womanly than women; foreigners called it unbelievable.
抗战的时候,梅兰芳留起胡子,拒绝给日本人演出。舞台上的英雄,舞台下也是英雄。
During the war he grew a beard and refused to perform for the Japanese. A hero on stage, a hero off it.
京剧的唱腔有西皮和二黄,高兴的时候唱流水板,悲伤的时候唱慢板,锣鼓点跟着情绪走。
Its singing uses xipi and erhuang, lively liushui for joy, slow manban for sorrow, drums following the mood.
学京剧要从小学。压腿、下腰、翻跟头,一练就是十年。台上一分钟,台下十年功,说的就是京剧演员。
Training starts in childhood: leg-stretches, backbends, tumbles, ten years of it. A minute on stage, ten years below.
现在,年轻人看京剧的少了,戏园子也不如以前热闹。可是茶馆里的小剧场,还是常常满座。
Fewer young people watch it now, and theaters are quieter, yet the little teahouse shows still fill up.
戏台不大,一张桌子两把椅子,就是全部的布景。桌子是山,是桥,是皇宫,全看演员怎么演。
The stage is small, one table, two chairs, the whole set. The table is a mountain, a bridge, a palace, all by how the actor plays it.
演员出场先报家门:我叫某某,何方人氏,来做什么。几句话,戏就开始了,观众立刻入戏。
Actors announce themselves at entry: my name, my home, my errand. A few lines and the play begins; the audience is in at once.
旦角的水袖最有看头。一条白绸子,甩出去是哭,收回来是笑,绕一圈是害羞,抖一抖是生气。
The dan's water sleeves are the show: a white silk flung out is weeping, drawn back is smiling, circled is shyness, shaken is anger.
武生的打斗更精彩。翻跟头、耍花枪、踢腿亮靴底,一招一式都有锣鼓点跟着,错一拍都不行。
The warrior's fights dazzle more: flips, spear-twirls, kicks flashing boot soles, every move riding the drumbeats, one beat off ruins it.
乐队叫场面,坐在舞台侧面。锣鼓一响,演员的步子就有了骨头;胡琴一拉,唱腔就有了魂。
The orchestra, called the 'scene', sits at the side. When the gongs sound the steps gain bones; when the fiddle plays the singing gains soul.
以前的戏一唱就是一整天。观众带着干粮进场,看到精彩处叫好,看到拖沓处就去喝茶聊天。
Old shows ran a whole day. Audiences brought food, cheered the highlights, and slipped out for tea in the slow parts.
戏班里规矩大:后台不能乱说话,祖师爷的牌位要天天拜,扮上妆了就不能坐下,怕弄皱戏服。
The troupe has strict rules: no idle talk backstage, daily bows to the patron's tablet, and once in costume no sitting, the robes must not crease.
京剧里最苦的是科班。孩子六七岁进科班,天不亮就起来练功,挨打挨骂是常事,熬出来的都成了角儿。
Hardest is the opera school: children enter at six or seven, up before dawn to train, beaten and scolded as routine, those who endure become stars.
京剧的脸谱也有口诀:红忠白奸黑直爽,蓝绿勇猛黄暴躁。颜色一上脸,角色的命就定了。
Face paint has its own rhymes: red loyal, white treacherous, black upright; blue and green brave, yellow fierce. The color sets the character's fate.
老观众听戏不听词,闭着眼睛跟着锣鼓点摇头。台上唱错一个字,台底下的叫好声就变成了倒好。
Old audiences listen not to words but rhythms, eyes shut, swaying with the drums. One wrong syllable and the cheers turn to jeers.
一出《霸王别姬》,虞姬舞剑那一段,多少演员练了一辈子。剑是冷的,舞是热的,戏是活的。
In Farewell My Concubine, the sword dance alone takes a lifetime to master. The sword is cold, the dance burning, the opera alive.
二零一零年,京剧进了联合国非遗名录。锣鼓一响,两百年的历史就活过来了。
In 2010 Peking opera entered UNESCO's list. When the gongs sound, two hundred years of history come alive.