我二人以洞内流水略洁身体，寻干燥处盘腿而坐。  余始觉疲惫，欲困觉，展鹏亦哈欠连连，乃转身谓罗刹，我二人倦了，想要歇息，想要睡觉。  五罗刹纷纷爬至高处，以爪钩石，倒挂于壁，睁眼盯我二人。  “先生不这样休息嘛？”  “哎哟，痴呆小孩，睡觉就是要闭眼的，要做梦的。”  展鹏指地，余译之。  “像这般，倒下睡觉。”  “何为做梦？”  “做梦就是闭上眼睛，去别的地方。” 余笑答。 “极爽。”展鹏补充。  “我们也要睡觉！我们也要做梦！”  五罗刹纷纷跳下，匍匐于地，老七径直扑在展鹏怀中，像极孩童。  “妙文啊，这个我吃不消，牙太长，刺我疼兮疼！你速唱首歌哄之！”  “而且你们反了！不是趴着睡，是躺着！！”  余没译此句，拍打罗刹，吟唱乡音。  温州话：  山里有位老神仙  神仙走到村门前  哪个小孩最听讲  神仙神仙教法术  东头有个癞头宝   西村孩佬眼不好  跟牢神仙唱山歌 跟牢神仙跳山舞 三日三日又三日 癞头生出新头发  西村孩孩千里眼 瞥见他爸跟别人洗澡  他爸追着他猛打  不留心掉到了茅坑  爬起以后眼不好   看什么都是重影  叮铃叮铃叮叮铃  叮铃叮铃叮叮铃  他爸求了十三日 神仙把眼睛还给他   唱至此处，鼾声四起，老七盯着我看，就是不困。  山中有棵千年树   可惜前年雷劈死  树顶有只小麻雀  每天对树吐口水  雀儿雀儿不放弃  三年来都是一样  村民看后真感动   每日浇一桶山泉水   神仙对着树念经   孩孩两个拉胡琴   天上落下七色雨  千年树马上生绿叶   神仙跟大家人讲  这棵藤通到九重天 说好来一阵浓烟   天里多了三颗星  “呐，哪个孩孩最听讲啊？  ” “我我我！” “那你们想不想当神仙啊？”   “想想想！！ 想兮想！！” “妙文啊，你怎么都不讲话的？  ” “他是哑佬！哈哈！  ” “别胡讲！  贤能的小孩，每一日会浇水，对不？”   “对对对！！ ” “树越来越高，你们就会见到老神仙，到时候，我们大家就全部爬上去，好不好呀？ ” “好耶好耶！欧欧欧！ ”  山里有位老神仙    神仙走到村门前   哪个小孩最听讲  老七： 神仙神仙教法术    家书（二） 鉴宗吾兄如晤：  我自南京去往上海，目的是做些我能做的，办报纸比在虚位实在，展鹏资我颇丰，我想试试。  另外，老三的事，兄长可知下落？  顾二顿首  民国十一年三月 We cleaned ourselves with fresh water and sat with our legs crossed on a patch of dry land. I felt tired and sleepy. Zhanpeng kept yawning, so we said to the Luochas that we were tired and were going to take a rest and sleep now. The five Luochas all climbed up high, clinging to the stones with claws. They hung upside down and stared at us with eyes wide open. “Don’t you rest like this, sirs?” “No, you little fools. When you sleep, you close your eyes and dream.” Zhanpeng said, pointing at the ground. I translated. “Like this, lying down.” “What is a dream?” “When you dream, you close your eyes and go to other places.” I answered with a smile. “It feels really good.” Zhanpeng added. “We want to sleep! We want to dream!” The five jumped down and crawled on the ground. Brother Seven jumped into Zhanpeng’s arms like a child. “Ouch! Miaowen, I can’t handle this one. His teeth are long and piercing. You sing something and lull them to sleep!” “And you are doing it backwards! You don’t sleep with your stomach on the ground, but with your back!” I didn’t translate this part, but patted the Luochas, singing a song from my hometown. In Wenzhou dialect: In the mountains, an old immortal lives He walks down to the village gate Who is the most obedient of all the children? The old immortal teaches that child magic In the east lives one with a scabby head In the west lives one with poor eyesight They follow the old immortal and sing a song They follow the old immortal and dance along Three days, three more, then another three The scabby head has now grown new hair The child in the west can now see for a thousand miles and sees his dad bathing with another person His dad chases him and beats him hard And carelessly falls into a toilet pit When he emerges, he now has poor eyesight And he sees double wherever he looks Ding-a-ling o ding-a-ling Ding-a-ling o ding-a-ling For thirteen days, he prays and sighs Then the old immortal gives him back his eyesight By this point, snores were heard all around me. Only Brother Seven still fixed his eyes on me. He refused to be sleepy. In the mountains, there was a thousand-year-old tree Struck by thunder two years ago, what a pity! Atop the tree was a little sparrow Day after day he spat at the tree The little sparrow never gave up For three years he watered the tree The villagers were so moved after seeing this feat that they poured spring water on the tree every day The old immortal read to the tree from magical texts Two boys played the fiddle From the sky the rain fell in seven colors On the thousand-year-old tree at once grew green leaves. The old immortal said to the villagers all This vine reaches nine skies tall Just then, heavy smoke began to arise And three new stars appeared in the skies “Now, who are the most obedient children?” “Me! Me! It’s me!” “Then, do you want to be immortals too?” “Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes I want to be an immortal!” “Hey, Miaowen, why do you never talk?” “He’s dumb! Haha!” “Don’t talk nonsense! Well-behaved children would water the tree every day, right?” “Yes, yes, yes! Right, right, right!” “The tree is growing taller and taller and you will see the old immortal. Then we will all climb up there, how does that sound?” “Yay, yay, yay! Oh, oh, oh!” In the mountains an old immortal lives At the village gate he stops and sits Who is the good boy among the kids Brother Seven: The immortal teaches him magic tricks Letter Home (2) My dear brother Jianzong, I left Nanjing for Shanghai to put my skills to use. Starting a newspaper is more useful than taking an idle job, and Zhanpeng has granted me a large sum of money, therefore I want to have a try. Besides, do you know about what happened to Third Sister? Yours obediently, Gu Er. March, the 11th Year of the Republic