Jinshan night translation;

On the second day of the Mid-Autumn Festival in the second year of Chongzhen, I went to Yanzhou via Zhenjiang. At about three or four o'clock this afternoon, I arrived at Beigushan and docked at Jiangkou. The moonlight poured out of the bag like running water, the river was rough, the dew absorbed the moonlight, and the sky turned white. I'm surprised. When the boat passed Jinshan Temple, it was already the second drum, passed the Dragon King Hall and entered the main hall.

Everything is dark and silent. The moonlight leaking under the Woods is as sparse as residual snow. I asked my little slave to bring performance equipment, decorate the hall and sing "Han Jinshan and the Yangtze River War" and other plays. The gongs and drums were loud, and the whole Jinshan Temple rose to watch. An old monk wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, gaping, yawning and laughing.

Sneezing together. Slowly focus on who you should be, why, and when you came, and you are afraid to ask. The play is over, it's almost dawn, untie the cable and cross the river. The monks of Jinshan Temple all ran to the foot of the mountain to see us for a long time, wondering whether we were human beings or ghosts.

"Golden Mountain Night Show" original:

One day after the Mid-Autumn Festival in the second year of Chongzhen, Yudao Zhenjiang arrived in Yanzhou. God, Beigu, Zhoukou. The moonlight fell into the water, Jiang Tao breathed, the dew was sucked dry, and the sky was white. What a surprise. It's already the second drum to move the boat across Jinshan Temple. After the Dragon King Hall, they entered the main hall, all of which were painted quietly. Moonlight leaks in the forest, as sparse as residual snow.

I asked Xiaoxi to fill the hall with literary equipment and sing Han Qi, Wang Jinshan and the Yangtze River War. Everyone in the temple looks up at the noise of gongs and drums. An old monk rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, suddenly opened his mouth, yawned and laughed.

Xu dare not ask who he is and when he will arrive. It will be dawn after the play. Untie the cable and cross the river. The monk walked to the foot of the mountain and looked for a long time. He didn't know whether it was a man, a demon or a ghost.