卻說那大聖雖被唐僧逐趕，然猶思念感嘆不已，早望見東洋大海，道：「我不走此路者，已五百年矣！」只見那海水：
煙波蕩蕩，巨浪悠悠。煙波蕩蕩接天河，巨浪悠悠通地脈。潮來洶湧，水浸灣環。潮來洶湧，猶如霹靂吼三春；水浸灣環，卻似狂風吹九夏。乘龍福老，往來必定皺眉行；跨鶴仙童，反覆果然憂慮過。近岸無村社，傍水少漁舟。浪捲千年雪，風生六月秋。野禽憑出沒，沙鳥任沉浮。眼前無釣客，耳畔只聞鷗。海底遊魚樂，天邊過雁愁。
却说那大圣虽被唐僧逐赶，然犹思念感叹不已，早望见东洋大海，道：「我不走此路者，已五百年矣！」只见那海水：
烟波荡荡，巨浪悠悠。烟波荡荡接天河，巨浪悠悠通地脉。潮来汹涌，水浸湾环。潮来汹涌，犹如霹雳吼三春；水浸湾环，却似狂风吹九夏。乘龙福老，往来必定皱眉行；跨鹤仙童，反复果然忧虑过。近岸无村社，傍水少渔舟。浪卷千年雪，风生六月秋。野禽凭出没，沙鸟任沉浮。眼前无钓客，耳畔只闻鸥。海底游鱼乐，天边过雁愁。
Now, though the Great Sage had been driven away by the Tang Monk, he still thought of his master and sighed without end. Soon the great Eastern Ocean came into view. “I haven’t travelled this road for five hundred years!” he said. This is what he saw:
Misty waters stretch far and wide; mighty waves roll on and on.The misty waters reach the River of Heaven; the mighty waves connect with the veins of earth.The tide comes surging in; the water floods the winding bays.The surging tide roars like thunder through the three months of spring;the water flooding the bays is like a wild wind blowing through the long days of summer.Blessed elders riding dragons must frown whenever they pass;immortal boys astride cranes cross and recross in anxious care.No villages stand near the shore; few fishing boats lie upon the water.Waves roll up a thousand years of snow; the wind brings autumn in the sixth month.Wild fowl come and go at will; shorebirds rise and dip as they please.No angler meets the eye; only gulls sound in the ear.Fish swim happily beneath the sea; geese pass sorrowfully at the edge of heaven.
那行者將身一縱，跳過了東洋大海，早至花果山。按落雲頭，睜睛觀看，那山上花草俱無，煙霞盡絕；峰巖倒塌，林樹焦枯。你道怎麼這等？只因他鬧了天宮，拿上界去，此山被顯聖二郎神率領那梅山七弟兄，放火燒壞了。這大聖倍加悽慘。有一篇敗山頹景的古風為證。古風云：
回顧仙山兩淚垂，對山悽慘更傷悲。當時只道山無損，今日方知地有虧。可恨二郎將我滅，堪嗔小聖把人欺。行兇掘你先靈墓，無干破爾祖墳基。滿天霞霧皆消蕩，遍地風雲盡散稀。東嶺不聞斑虎嘯，西山那見白猿啼。北谿狐兔無蹤跡，南谷獐𤜱沒影遺。青石燒成千塊土，碧砂化作一堆泥。洞外喬松皆倚倒，崖前翠柏盡稀少。椿杉槐檜栗檀焦，桃杏李梅梨棗了。柘絕桑無怎養蠶？柳稀竹少難棲鳥。峰頭巧石化為塵，澗底泉乾都是草。崖前土黑沒芝蘭，路畔泥紅藤薜攀。往日飛禽飛那處？當時走獸走何山？豹嫌蟒惡傾頹所，鶴避蛇回敗壞間。想是日前行惡念，致令目下受艱難。
那行者将身一纵，跳过了东洋大海，早至花果山。按落云头，睁睛观看，那山上花草俱无，烟霞尽绝；峰岩倒塌，林树焦枯。你道怎么这等？只因他闹了天宫，拿上界去，此山被显圣二郎神率领那梅山七弟兄，放火烧坏了。这大圣倍加凄惨。有一篇败山颓景的古风为证。古风云：
回顾仙山两泪垂，对山凄惨更伤悲。当时只道山无损，今日方知地有亏。可恨二郎将我灭，堪嗔小圣把人欺。行凶掘你先灵墓，无干破尔祖坟基。满天霞雾皆消荡，遍地风云尽散稀。东岭不闻斑虎啸，西山那见白猿啼。北溪狐兔无踪迹，南谷獐𤜱没影遗。青石烧成千块土，碧砂化作一堆泥。洞外乔松皆倚倒，崖前翠柏尽稀少。椿杉槐桧栗檀焦，桃杏李梅梨枣了。柘绝桑无怎养蚕？柳稀竹少难栖鸟。峰头巧石化为尘，涧底泉干都是草。崖前土黑没芝兰，路畔泥红藤薜攀。往日飞禽飞那处？当时走兽走何山？豹嫌蟒恶倾颓所，鹤避蛇回败坏间。想是日前行恶念，致令目下受艰难。
Pilgrim sprang into the air, leapt over the great Eastern Ocean and soon reached Flower-Fruit Mountain. He lowered his cloud and opened his eyes to look. All the mountain’s flowers and grasses were gone, its rosy mists vanished; peaks and crags had collapsed, forests and trees were scorched and withered. How, you may ask, had it come to this? After he made havoc in the Heavenly Palace and was taken up to the world above, Erlang, the Manifest Saint, had led the seven Plum Mountain brothers here and burned the mountain down. The Great Sage’s grief grew deeper still. There is an old-style poem to prove the ruin of the mountain and its scenery. The poem says:
Looking back upon the immortal mountain, tears fall from both eyes;facing it in desolation, his sorrow grows still deeper.Then he thought the mountain had escaped all harm;only today does he know the land has suffered.Hateful Erlang, who sought to wipe me out!Infuriating Lesser Sage, who bullied me!Did I do violence and dig up your ancestors’ tombs,or wreck the foundations of your family graves for no cause?All the rosy clouds and mists have been swept from the sky;all the winds and clouds have scattered from the land.No striped tiger roars on the eastern ridge;where on the western mountain does a white ape cry?Foxes and hares have left no trace in the northern stream;deer and beasts have vanished from the southern valley.Blue-green stones have burned into a thousand clods of earth;emerald sand has turned into a heap of mud.Tall pines outside the cave all lean and topple;green cypresses before the cliff have grown so few.Toon, fir, locust, juniper, chestnut and sandalwood are scorched;peach, apricot, plum, flowering plum, pear and jujube are gone.With thorn mulberries lost and mulberries gone, how can silkworms feed? With willows few and bamboo scarce, where can birds roost?Fine rocks upon the peaks have turned to dust;the springs have dried in the ravines, leaving only grass.The blackened earth before the cliff has no sweet herbs or orchids;vines and creepers climb the red mud by the path.Where have the birds of former days flown? To what mountains have the beasts of that time fled?Leopards shun and pythons loathe this place of ruin;cranes avoid and snakes turn back from this wreckage.Perhaps the evil thoughts of earlier dayshave brought these hardships upon us now.
那大聖正當悲切，只聽得那芳草坡前，曼荊凹內，響一聲，跳出七八個小猴，一擁上前，圍住叩頭。高叫道：「大聖爺爺，今日來家了？」美猴王道：「你們因何不耍不頑，一個個都潛蹤隱跡？我來多時了，不見你們形影，何也？」群猴聽說，一個個垂淚告道：「自大聖擒拿上界，我們被獵人之苦，著實難捱。怎禁他硬弩強弓，黃鷹劣犬，網扣槍鉤，故此各惜性命，不敢出頭頑耍，只是深潛洞府，遠避窩巢。饑去坡前偷草食，渴來澗下吸清泉。卻才聽得大聖爺爺聲音，特來接見，伏望扶持。」那大聖聞得此言，愈加悽慘。便問：「你們還有多少在此山上？」群猴道：「老者小者，只有千把。」大聖道：「我當時共有四萬七千群妖，如今都往那裡去了？」群猴道：「自從爺爺去後，這山被二郎菩薩點上火，燒殺了大半。我們蹲在井裡，鑽在澗內，藏於鐵板橋下，得了性命。及至火滅煙消出來時，又沒花果養贍，難以存活，別處又去了一半。我們這一半，捱苦的住在山中。這兩年，又被些打獵的搶了一半去也。」行者道：「他搶你去何幹？」群猴道：「說起這獵戶，可恨！他把我們中箭著槍的，中毒打死的，拿了去剝皮剔骨，醬煮醋蒸，油煎鹽炒，當做下飯食用。或有那遭網的，遇扣的，夾活兒拿去了，教他跳圈做戲，翻觔斗，豎蜻蜓，當街上篩鑼擂鼓，無所不為的頑耍。」
那大圣正当悲切，只听得那芳草坡前，曼荆凹内，响一声，跳出七八个小猴，一拥上前，围住叩头。高叫道：「大圣爷爷，今日来家了？」美猴王道：「你们因何不耍不顽，一个个都潜踪隐迹？我来多时了，不见你们形影，何也？」群猴听说，一个个垂泪告道：「自大圣擒拿上界，我们被猎人之苦，着实难挨。怎禁他硬弩强弓，黄鹰劣犬，网扣枪钩，故此各惜性命，不敢出头顽耍，只是深潜洞府，远避窝巢。饥去坡前偷草食，渴来涧下吸清泉。却才听得大圣爷爷声音，特来接见，伏望扶持。」那大圣闻得此言，愈加凄惨。便问：「你们还有多少在此山上？」群猴道：「老者小者，只有千把。」大圣道：「我当时共有四万七千群妖，如今都往那里去了？」群猴道：「自从爷爷去后，这山被二郎菩萨点上火，烧杀了大半。我们蹲在井里，钻在涧内，藏于铁板桥下，得了性命。及至火灭烟消出来时，又没花果养赡，难以存活，别处又去了一半。我们这一半，挨苦的住在山中。这两年，又被些打猎的抢了一半去也。」行者道：「他抢你去何干？」群猴道：「说起这猎户，可恨！他把我们中箭着枪的，中毒打死的，拿了去剥皮剔骨，酱煮醋蒸，油煎盐炒，当做下饭食用。或有那遭网的，遇扣的，夹活儿拿去了，教他跳圈做戏，翻觔斗，竖蜻蜓，当街上筛锣擂鼓，无所不为的顽耍。」
While the Great Sage stood grieving, a rustle came from the sweet-grass slope, in a hollow tangled with creepers. Seven or eight little monkeys jumped out, rushed up together, surrounded him and knocked their heads to the ground. “Grandfather Great Sage!” they cried. “Have you come home today?” The Handsome Monkey King said, “Why aren’t you playing? Why are you all hiding out of sight? I’ve been here a long while without seeing a trace of you. Why is that?” At these words the monkeys all shed tears. “Since you were taken up to Heaven, Great Sage, the hunters have made our lives unbearable. How can we stand against their powerful crossbows and strong bows, their hawks and vicious hounds, their nets, snares, spears and hooks? Each of us treasures his life, so we dare not come out to play. We hide deep in the cave and keep far away in our nests. When hungry, we steal out to the slope to eat grass; when thirsty, we go down to the stream to drink clear spring water. Just now we heard your voice, Grandfather Great Sage, and came out to welcome you. We humbly beg you to protect us.” Hearing this, the Great Sage grew more sorrowful still. “How many of you are left on this mountain?” he asked. “Old and young together, only a thousand or so,” the monkeys said. The Great Sage asked, “I used to have forty-seven thousand demons here. Where have they all gone?” The monkeys said, “After you left, Grandfather, the Bodhisattva Erlang set this mountain on fire and burned more than half of them to death. We crouched in wells, crept into ravines and hid under the iron-plank bridge, and so escaped with our lives. But when the fire was out and the smoke had cleared, we emerged to find no flowers or fruit to sustain us. We could barely stay alive, and half of those left went elsewhere. Our half stayed in the mountain and endured the hardships. In the past two years, hunters have carried off half of us again.” Pilgrim asked, “What do they carry you off for?” The monkeys said, “Those hunters — how we hate them! They take those of us shot with arrows, struck with spears, poisoned or beaten to death, strip off our skins and remove our bones, boil us in sauce, steam us in vinegar, fry us in oil or stir-fry us with salt, then eat us with their rice. Others get caught in nets or snares and are taken away alive. They make them jump through hoops, perform tricks, turn somersaults and stand on their heads. They clang gongs and beat drums in the streets and put us through every kind of performance.”