且說趙虎扮做化子，見跟的人多了，一時性發，他便拽開大步，飛也似的跑了二三里之遙。看了看左右無人，方將腳步放緩了，往前慢走。誰知方才眾人圍繞著，自己以為得意，卻不理會。及至剩了一人，他把一團高興也過去了，就覺著一陣陣的風涼。先前還掙扎的住，後來便合著腰兒，漸漸握住胸脯。沒奈何，又雙手抱了肩頭，往前顛跑。偏偏的日色西斜，金風透體，那裡還擱得住呢。兩隻眼睛東瞧西望。見那壁廂有一破廟，山門倒壞，殿宇坍塌，東西山牆孤立。便奔到山牆之下，蹲下身體，以避北風。自己未免後悔，不該穿著這樣單寒行頭，理應穿一分破爛的棉衣才是。凡事不可粗心。
且说赵虎扮做化子，见跟的人多了，一时性发，他便拽开大步，飞也似的跑了二三里之遥。看了看左右无人，方将脚步放缓了，往前慢走。谁知方才众人围绕着，自己以为得意，却不理会。及至剩了一人，他把一团高兴也过去了，就觉着一阵阵的风凉。先前还挣扎的住，后来便合著腰儿，渐渐握住胸脯。没奈何，又双手抱了肩头，往前颠跑。偏偏的日色西斜，金风透体，那里还搁得住呢。两只眼睛东瞧西望。见那壁厢有一破庙，山门倒坏，殿宇坍塌，东西山墙孤立。便奔到山墙之下，蹲下身体，以避北风。自己未免后悔，不该穿着这样单寒行头，理应穿一分破烂的棉衣才是。凡事不可粗心。
Now, Zhao Hu, got up as a beggar, found more and more people tagging along behind him, until in a fit of temper he lengthened his stride and ran like the wind for two or three li. Only when he had looked about him and seen no one did he slow his pace and walk on at his ease. While the crowd had been milling round him he had been so pleased with himself that he noticed nothing. But now that he was left alone, all his high spirits ebbed away, and he began to feel the chill, gust after gust. At first he could hold out against it; later he hunched over at the waist, and little by little he was clutching at his chest. When that was no help, he hugged his shoulders in both arms and went jogging and bobbing along. To make matters worse, the sun was sinking in the west and the autumn wind cut right through him: how could he stand it? His eyes darted this way and that. Over yonder he saw a ruined temple, its gate fallen in, its halls collapsed, only the east and west gable walls still standing on their own. He made for the foot of a gable wall and crouched down out of the north wind. He could not help regretting it: he should never have put on such a thin, cold costume; he ought to have worn a set of ragged padded clothes. In all things one must not be careless.
正在思想，只見那邊來了一人，衣衫襤褸，與自己相同，卻夾著一捆乾草，竟奔到大柳樹之下，揚手將草順在裡面。卻見他扳住柳枝，將身一縱，鑽在樹窟窿裡面去了。趙虎此時見那人，覺得比自己暖和多了，恨不得也鑽在裡面暖和暖和才好。暗暗想道：「往往到了飽暖之時，便忘卻了饑寒之苦。似我趙虎每日在開封府，飽食暖衣，何等快樂。今日為私訪而來，遭此秋風，便覺得寒冷之甚。見他鑽入樹窟，又有乾草鋪墊。似這等看來，他那人就比我這六品校尉強多了。」心裡如此想，身上更覺得打噤兒。
正在思想，只见那边来了一人，衣衫褴褛，与自己相同，却夹着一捆干草，竟奔到大柳树之下，扬手将草顺在里面。却见他扳住柳枝，将身一纵，钻在树窟窿里面去了。赵虎此时见那人，觉得比自己暖和多了，恨不得也钻在里面暖和暖和才好。暗暗想道：「往往到了饱暖之时，便忘却了饥寒之苦。似我赵虎每日在开封府，饱食暖衣，何等快乐。今日为私访而来，遭此秋风，便觉得寒冷之甚。见他钻入树窟，又有干草铺垫。似这等看来，他那人就比我这六品校尉强多了。」心里如此想，身上更觉得打噤儿。
He was turning this over when he saw a man coming from over there, dressed in rags just like his own, but with a bundle of dry straw under his arm. The man went straight to a big willow tree, raised his arm and pushed the straw inside, smoothing it down. Then Zhao Hu saw him grip a willow branch, give a spring, and wriggle into a hollow in the tree. Looking at that man, Zhao Hu felt he was a good deal warmer than himself, and wished he could crawl in there too and get warm. He thought to himself, “It’s always the way: once a man’s eaten his fill and is warm, he forgets what hunger and cold are like. Take me, Zhao Hu: every day at Kaifeng I eat my fill and wear warm clothes — what a happy life! Today I come out on a secret inquiry, I meet this autumn wind, and I feel the cold something terrible. And there he goes into his tree hollow, with dry straw to lie on, too. The way I see it, that fellow’s a lot better off than me, a sixth-rank captain.” And the more he thought it, the harder he shivered.
忽見那邊又來一人，也是襤褸不堪，卻也抱著一捆乾草，也奔了這棵枯柳而來。到了跟前，不容分說，把草往裡一拋。只聽裡面人哎喲道：「這是怎麼了？」探出頭來一看，道：「你要留神點呀！為何鬧了我一頭乾草呢？」外邊那人道：「老兄恕我不知。敢則是你早來了。沒奈何，勻便勻便。咱二人將就在一處，又暖和，又不寂寞。我還有話合你說呢。」說著話，將樹枝扳住，身子一縱，也鑽進樹窟之內。只聽先前那人道：「我一人正好安眠，偏偏的你又來了，說不得只好打坐功了。」又聽後來那人道：「大廈千間，不過身眠七尺。咱二人雖則窮苦，現有乾草鋪墊，又溫又暖，也算罷了，此時管保就有不如你我的。」
忽见那边又来一人，也是褴褛不堪，却也抱着一捆干草，也奔了这棵枯柳而来。到了跟前，不容分说，把草往里一抛。只听里面人哎哟道：「这是怎么了？」探出头来一看，道：「你要留神点呀！为何闹了我一头干草呢？」外边那人道：「老兄恕我不知。敢则是你早来了。没奈何，匀便匀便。咱二人将就在一处，又暖和，又不寂寞。我还有话合你说呢。」说着话，将树枝扳住，身子一纵，也钻进树窟之内。只听先前那人道：「我一人正好安眠，偏偏的你又来了，说不得只好打坐功了。」又听后来那人道：「大厦千间，不过身眠七尺。咱二人虽则穷苦，现有干草铺垫，又温又暖，也算罢了，此时管保就有不如你我的。」
Suddenly another man came along from over there, he too in tatters, and he too with an armful of dry straw, also making for this same dead willow. When he reached it, without a word he stuffed his straw in. Zhao Hu heard the man inside cry out, “Ow! What’s this?” He poked his head out to look. “Watch what you’re doing, can’t you? Why’ve you dumped a load of straw all over my head?” The man outside said, “Beg pardon, brother, I didn’t know. So you got here first. Well, can’t be helped — make a bit of room, make a bit of room. We two can squeeze in together: it’s warmer, and it’s not so lonely. Besides, I’ve got something to tell you.” As he spoke, he gripped a branch, gave a spring, and he too wriggled into the hollow. Then the first man was heard to say, “I had it nicely to myself for a good sleep, and now you have to come along. I suppose I’ll just have to sit up and meditate.” And the newcomer was heard to say, “A mansion may have a thousand rooms, but a man only sleeps in seven feet of it. We two may be poor, but we’ve got dry straw to lie on, snug and warm, and that’s not so bad. I’ll bet you there’s somebody out there right now worse off than you and me.”