指zhǐ蜜mì鸟niǎo的de复fù仇chóu

这zhè是shì一yī个gè关guān于yú指zhǐ蜜mì鸟niǎo奈Nài吉jí和hé贪tān婪lán的de年nián轻qīng人rén青Qīng其qí儿ér的de故gù事shi。有yǒu一yī天tiān，青Qīng其qí儿ér外wài出chū打dǎ猎liè，忽hū然rán，他tā听tīng到dào了le奈Nài吉jí的de叫jiào声shēng。青Qīng其qí儿ér一yī想xiǎng到dào跟gēn着zhe指zhǐ蜜mì鸟niǎo就jiù能néng找zhǎo到dào美měi味wèi的de蜂fēng蜜mì，口kǒu水shuǐ就jiù忍rěn不bu住zhù流liú了le出chū来lai。他tā停tíng下xià来lai，仔zǐ细xì地de听tīng着zhe，四sì处chù找zhǎo寻xún，直zhí到dào他tā在zài头tóu上shàng的de树shù枝zhī里lǐ看kàn到dào了le指zhǐ蜜mì鸟niǎo。小xiǎo鸟niǎo啾jiū啾jiū啾jiū地de叫jiào着zhe，从cóng一yī根gēn树shù枝zhī飞fēi到dào另lìng一yī个gè树shù枝zhī。指zhǐ蜜mì鸟niǎo一yī边biān飞fēi一yī边biān叫jiào，让ràng青Qīng其qí儿ér能néng跟gēn上shàng它tā。

This is the story of Ngede, the Honeyguide, and a greedy young man named Gingile. One day while Gingile was out hunting he heard the call of Ngede. Gingile’s mouth began to water at the thought of following the Honeyguide to delicious honey. He stopped and listened carefully, searching until he saw the bird in the branches above his head. “Chitik-chitik-chitik,” the little bird rattled, as he flew from one branch to another. He called as he flew, so that Gingile could keep up with him.

过guò了le大dà概gài半bàn个gè小xiǎo时shí，他tā们men到dào了le一yī棵kē巨jù大dà的de野yě无wú花huā果guǒ树shù下xià。奈Nài吉jí在zài树shù枝zhī间jiān跳tiào来lái跳tiào去qù，然rán后hòu在zài其qí中zhōng一yī根gēn树shù枝zhī上shàng停tíng了le下xià来lai，它tā朝cháo青Qīng其qí儿ér伸shēn出chū脑nǎo袋dai，好hǎo像xiàng在zài说shuō：“就jiù是shì这zhè儿r！快kuài来lái！别bié磨mó磨mó蹭cèng蹭cèng的de。”青Qīng其qí儿ér站zhàn在zài树shù下xià，看kàn不bu到dào一yī只zhī蜜mì蜂fēng，但dàn是shì他tā相xiāng信xìn奈Nài吉jí不bù会huì骗piàn他tā。

After half an hour, they reached a huge wild fig tree. Ngede hopped about madly among the branches. He then settled on one branch and cocked his head at Gingile as if to say, “Here it is! Come now! What is taking you so long?” Gingile couldn’t see any bees from under the tree, but he trusted Ngede.

青Qīng其qí儿ér把bǎ他tā打dǎ猎liè的de矛máo搁gē在zài树shù下xià，搜sōu集jí了le一yī些xiē干gān枯kū的de小xiǎo树shù枝zhī，点diǎn了le一yī堆duī火huǒ。当dāng火huǒ慢màn慢màn旺wàng起qǐ来lai的de时shí候hou，他tā拿ná了le一yī根gēn又yòu长cháng又yòu干gān的de树shù枝zhī，伸shēn向xiàng火huǒ堆duī中zhōng心xīn。这zhè种zhǒng木mù头tou烧shāo起qǐ来lai的de时shí候hou，会huì释shì放fàng出chū很hěn多duō烟yān。青Qīng其qí儿ér一yī手shǒu拿ná着zhe树shù枝zhī的de另lìng一yī头tóu，另lìng一yī只zhī手shǒu抓zhuā着zhe树shù干gàn，开kāi始shǐ爬pá树shù。

So Gingile put down his hunting spear under the tree, gathered some dry twigs and made a small fire. When the fire was burning well, he put a long dry stick into the heart of the fire. This wood was especially known to make lots of smoke while it burned. He began climbing, holding the cool end of the smoking stick in one hand and gripping the tree trunk with the other.

不bù久jiǔ青Qīng其qí儿ér就jiù听tīng到dào了le蜜mì蜂fēng飞fēi来lái飞fēi去qù的de嗡wēng嗡wēng声shēng。它tā们men在zài树shù干gàn里lǐ筑zhù了le一yī个gè巢cháo，正zhèng忙máng着zhe飞fēi进jìn去qu飞fēi出chū来lai。当dāng青Qīng其qí儿ér爬pá到dào蜂fēng巢cháo附fù近jìn的de时shí候hou，他tā把bǎ树shù枝zhī燃rán烧shāo的de一yī端duān猛měng地de戳chuō到dào蜂fēng巢cháo里lǐ。蜜mì蜂fēng们men害hài怕pà灰huī烟yān，它tā们men都dōu吓xià坏huài了le，赶gǎn紧jǐn全quán都dōu飞fēi出chū来lai，但dàn它tā们men没méi忘wàng记jì给gěi青Qīng其qí儿ér脸liǎn上shàng、身shēn上shang狠hěn狠hěn地de叮dīng上shàng几jǐ口kǒu。

Soon he could hear the loud buzzing of the busy bees. They were coming in and out of a hollow in the tree trunk – their hive. When Gingile reached the hive he pushed the smoking end of the stick into the hollow. The bees were afraid of the smoke, and they all came rushing out in fright – but not before they had given Gingile some painful stings on his face and body!

蜜mì蜂fēng全quán都dōu飞fēi出chū来lai了le，青Qīng其qí儿ér把bǎ手shǒu伸shēn进jìn蜂fēng巢cháo里lǐ，他tā挖wā到dào了le好hǎo多duō蜜mì块kuài，又yòu甜tián又yòu香xiāng的de蜂fēng蜜mì从cóng蜜mì块kuài上shàng滴dī下xià来lai，看kàn起qǐ来lai美měi味wèi极jí了le。他tā小xiǎo心xīn翼yì翼yì地de把bǎ蜂fēng蜜mì块kuài放fàng进jìn肩jiān膀bǎng上shàng的de袋dài子zi里lǐ，慢màn慢màn地de从cóng树shù上shàng爬pá下xià来lai。

When the bees were out, Gingile pushed his hands into the nest. He took out handfuls of the heavy comb, dripping with sweet, rich honey. It looked delicious! He put the comb carefully in the pouch he carried on his shoulder, and started to climb down the tree.

奈Nài吉jí迫pò不bù及jí待dài地de看kàn着zhe青Qīng其qí儿ér做zuò这zhè些xiē事shì情qing，它tā等děng着zhe青Qīng其qí儿ér能néng送sòng它tā一yī小xiǎo块kuài蜂fēng蜜mì，作zuò为wéi给gěi他tā引yǐn路lù的de谢xiè礼lǐ。青Qīng其qí儿ér在zài树shù枝zhī间jiān轻qīng快kuài地de跳tiào来lái跳tiào去qù，离lí地dì面miàn越yuè来lái越yuè近jìn。终zhōng于yú青Qīng其qí儿ér稳wěn稳wěn地de落luò地dì，奈Nài吉jí落luò在zài他tā附fù近jìn的de一yī块kuài石shí头tou上shàng，等děng着zhe青Qīng其qí儿ér给gěi他tā的de礼lǐ物wù。

Ngede eagerly watched everything that Gingile was doing. He was waiting for him to leave a small piece of honeycomb as a thank-you for leading the way. Gingile hopped lightly from branch to branch, closer and closer to the ground. Finally Gingile reached the bottom of the tree. Ngede perched on a rock near the boy and waited for his reward.

但dàn是shì青Qīng其qí儿ér把bǎ火huǒ灭miè了le，拎līn起qǐ他tā的de矛máo，开kāi始shǐ向xiàng家jiā里lǐ走zǒu去qù，装zhuāng作zuò看kàn不bu见jiàn奈Nài吉jí的de样yàng子zi。奈Nài吉jí生shēng气qì地de叫jiào着zhe：“给gěi我wǒ蜂fēng蜜mì！给gěi我wǒ蜂fēng蜜mì！”青Qīng其qí儿ér停tíng下xià来lai，盯dīng着zhe小xiǎo鸟niǎo，大dà笑xiào说shuō：“我wǒ的de朋péng友you，你nǐ也yě想xiǎng要yào蜂fēng蜜mì，是shì吗ma？哈hā哈hā，我wǒ做zuò了le这zhè么me多duō事shì，被bèi叮dīng了le那nà么me多duō包bāo！我wǒ为wèi什shén么me要yào跟gēn你nǐ分fēn享xiǎng这zhè蜂fēng蜜mì？”说shuō完wán，青Qīng其qí儿ér就jiù走zǒu远yuǎn了le。奈Nài吉jí气qì极jí了le，他tā可kě从cóng来lái没méi有yǒu被bèi这zhè样yàng对duì待dài过guo！等děng着zhe吧ba，它tā会huì报bào仇chóu的de。

But, Gingile put out the fire, picked up his spear and started walking home, ignoring the bird. Ngede called out angrily, “Give me honey! Give me honey!” Gingile stopped, stared at the little bird and laughed aloud. “You want some honey, do you, my friend? Ha! But I did all the work, and got all the stings. Why should I share any of this lovely honey with you?” Then he walked off. Ngede was furious! He had never been treated like this! Just wait – he would get his revenge.

过guò了le几jǐ个gè星xīng期qī，青Qīng其qí儿ér又yòu听tīng到dào了le奈Nài吉jí的de叫jiào声shēng。他tā想xiǎng起qi来lai美měi味wèi的de蜂fēng蜜mì，迫pò不bù及jí待dài地de跟gēn着zhe指zhǐ蜜mì鸟niǎo走zǒu了le。奈Nài吉jí领lǐng着zhe青Qīng其qí儿ér走zǒu到dào森sēn林lín边biān上shàng，在zài一yī棵kē大dà树shù冠guān上shàng停tíng了le下xià来lai。青Qīng其qí儿ér心xīn想xiǎng：“哈hā哈hā，树shù上shàng肯kěn定dìng有yǒu蜂fēng巢cháo。”他tā迅xùn速sù地de生shēng了le一yī小xiǎo堆duī火huǒ，拿ná着zhe燃rán烧shāo的de树shù枝zhī开kāi始shǐ爬pá树shù。奈Nài吉jí停tíng在zài那nà儿r看kàn着zhe这zhè一yī切qiè。

One day several weeks later Gingile again heard the honey call of Ngede. He remembered the delicious honey, and eagerly followed the bird once again. After leading Gingile to the edge of the forest, Ngede stopped to rest in the top of a big tree. “Ha ha,” thought Gingile. “The hive must be in this tree.” He quickly made his small fire and began to climb, holding the smoking branch. Ngede sat and watched.

青Qīng其qí儿ér爬pá着zhe爬pá着zhe，心xīn里li觉jué得de奇qí怪guài，怎zěn么me他tā没méi有yǒu听tīng到dào嗡wēng嗡wēng声shēng呢ne？他tā想xiǎng，蜂fēng巢cháo一yī定dìng在zài树shù冠guān很hěn深shēn的de地dì方fang。他tā拉lā着zhe树shù枝zhī，跳tiào上shàng树shù：没méi有yǒu蜂fēng巢cháo，他tā看kàn到dào了le一yī只zhī豹bào子zi！豹bào子zi非fēi常cháng生shēng气qì，因yīn为wèi青Qīng其qí儿ér打dǎ扰rǎo了le它tā的de美měi梦mèng。豹bào子zi眯mī着zhe眼yǎn睛jing，张zhāng开kāi血xuè盆pén大dà口kǒu，露lù出chū了le又yòu白bái又yòu尖jiān的de牙yá齿chǐ。

Gingile climbed, wondering why he didn’t hear the usual buzzing. “Perhaps the hive is deep in the tree,” he thought to himself. He pulled himself up another branch. But instead of the hive, he was staring into the face of a leopard! Leopard was very angry at having her sleep so rudely interrupted. She narrowed her eyes, opened her huge mouth to reveal her very white and very sharp teeth.

青Qīng其qí儿ér没méi等děng到dào豹bào子zi扑pū向xiàng他tā，就jiù飞fēi快kuài地de爬pá下xià树shù。可kě他tā爬pá得de太tài匆cōng忙máng了le，一yī脚jiǎo没méi踩cǎi稳wěn，重zhòng重zhòng地de摔shuāi在zài地dì上shang，扭niǔ到dào了le脚jiǎo踝huái。他tā一yī瘸qué一yī拐guǎi地de跑pǎo走zǒu了le。幸xìng好hǎo豹bào子zi还hái没méi睡shuì醒xǐng，没méi有yǒu追zhuī青Qīng其qí儿ér。指zhǐ蜜mì鸟niǎo奈Nài吉jí报bào了le仇chóu，青Qīng其qí儿ér也yě学xué到dào了le教jiào训xun。

Before Leopard could take a swipe at Gingile, he rushed down the tree. In his hurry he missed a branch, and landed with a heavy thud on the ground twisting his ankle. He hobbled off as fast as he could. Luckily for him, Leopard was still too sleepy to chase him. Ngede, the Honeyguide, had his revenge. And Gingile learned his lesson.

从cóng此cǐ以yǐ后hòu，青Qīng其qí儿ér的de孩hái子zi们men都dōu听tīng说shuō了le奈Nài吉jí的de故gù事shi，都dōu非fēi常cháng尊zūn重zhòng这zhè只zhī小xiǎo鸟niǎo。他tā们men每měi次cì收shōu获huò蜂fēng蜜mì的de时shí候hou，都dōu会huì把bǎ最zuì大dà的de一yī块kuài留liú给gěi指zhǐ蜜mì鸟niǎo。

And so, when the children of Gingile hear the story of Ngede they have respect for the little bird. Whenever they harvest honey, they make sure to leave the biggest part of the comb for Honeyguide!