Ch6-Thousands of Ideas

CHAPTER SIX Thousands of Ideas. A low fire burned in the hearth. Sunlight slanted across the warm room. Jack caught his breath as he looked around Leonardo's studio. There were mirrors, wooden trunks, globes, paint pots, and brushes. Sketches, paintings, and handmade maps were all over the walls. There

第六章千奇百怪 壁炉里燃烧着低低的火。 阳光斜照在温暖的房间里。 杰克环视着列奥纳多的画室，屏住了呼吸。 有镜子、树干、地球仪、油漆罐和刷子。 墙上到处都是素描、绘画和手工制作的地图。 有

were stacks of old books, half-built furniture, piled-up papers, theater masks, pieces of costumes, and musical instruments. "Oh, man," murmured Jack, "I love this room." "Me too," said Annie. "Please, sit at my table. Let me get you something to eat," said Leonardo. He pushed a bunch of things to the side of a long wooden table and pulled up two chairs. "Thanks," said Jack. He and Annie sat down. Leonardo took the cheese and bread from the basket by the door and gave some to Jack and Annie. The cheese was dry but tasted good. And the bread was really delicious—hard and crackly on the outside, but soft and chewy on the inside.

有一堆堆的旧书、半成品家具、成堆的文件、戏剧面具、戏服碎片和乐器。 “哦，天哪，”杰克喃喃地说，“我喜欢这个房间。” “我也是，”安妮说。“请坐在我的桌子旁。 让我给你弄点吃的，”列奥纳多说。 他把一堆东西推到一张长木桌的边上，拉过两把椅子。 “谢谢，”杰克说。他和安妮坐了下来。 列奥纳多从门边的篮子里拿出奶酪和面包，给了杰克和安妮一些。 奶酪是干的，但味道很好。 面包真的很好吃，外面又硬又脆，里面又软又有嚼劲。

Hmm, I wonder how they make it like this, Jack thought. "So why do you want to leave Florence, Leonardo?" Annie asked, her mouth full. "Because I will no longer be respected here," said Leonardo. "Last week, the council told me I must finish my fresco soon. And now I will not finish it at all. Just recently Michelangelo accused me of never finishing anything!" "Michelangelo? The great artist?" said Jack. Leonardo snorted. "You think Michelangelo is a great artist? Have you seen his statues? Those men with their big muscles? They look like sacks of walnuts!" Jack and Annie laughed.

嗯，我想知道他们是怎么弄成这样的，杰克想。 “那你为什么要离开佛罗伦萨，莱昂纳多？”安妮问，嘴里塞满了东西。 “因为我在这里不再受到尊重了，”列奥纳多说。 “上周，议会告诉我必须尽快完成我的壁画。 而现在我根本就完成不了。 就在最近，米开朗基罗指责我什么都完成不了！”“米开朗基罗? “那个伟大的艺术家？”杰克说。 莱昂纳多哼了一声。“你认为米开朗基罗是一位伟大的艺术家？” 你见过他的雕像吗？ 那些肌肉发达的男人？ 它们看起来像一袋袋核桃！”杰克和安妮笑了。

Leonardo tried to hide a smile as he looked at them. "In truth, Michelangelo is a great artist," he said. "Still, he should not accuse me of never finishing anything… even if it is true." "Why don't you finish things?" asked Annie. "Well, I shall not finish my battle scene now because I experimented with my paint," said Leonardo. "I am experimenting all the time. And often my experiments lead nowhere." "So is that your main problem?" asked Annie. "One of them," said Leonardo, sighing. "The other is that there are too many things I want to do, and there is never enough time!" "What else do you want to do?" asked Jack.

列奥纳多看着他们，试图掩饰自己的笑容。 “事实上，米开朗基罗是一位伟大的艺术家，”他说。 “不过，他不应该指责我从来没有完成任何事情……即使这是真的。” “你为什么不把事情做完呢？”安妮问。 “好吧，我现在还不能完成我的战斗场景，因为我还在试验我的颜料，”列奥纳多说。 “我一直在做实验。 而我的实验常常一无所获。” “这就是你的主要问题吗？”安妮问。 “其中一个，”列奥纳多叹了口气说。 “另一个是我想做的事情太多了，而时间总是不够用！”“你还想做什么？”杰克问。

"Oh, I have thousands of ideas," said Leonardo. He put down his bread and cheese and crossed to a wooden trunk in the corner of his studio. He raised the lid of the trunk and stared for a moment at its contents. Leonardo turned back to Jack and Annie. His eyes were bright again. Whatever was in the trunk had made him happier. "Come, look," he said. Jack and Annie walked over to the trunk and peered inside. It held dozens and dozens of plain black books, large ones and small ones. "Notebooks," said Leonardo. "I have filled over a hundred of them with my ideas." "Oh," said Jack, his eyes wide. "Jack keeps notebooks, too!" said Annie.

“哦，我有成千上万的想法，”列奥纳多说。 他放下面包和奶酪，走到画室角落里的一个木箱跟前。 他打开箱子盖，盯着里面的东西看了一会儿。 李奥纳多转身面对杰克和安妮。 他的眼睛又亮了。 后备箱里的东西让他更开心了。 “来，看，”他说。杰克和安妮走到箱子前，往里面看了看。 里面装着几十本普通的黑书，有大的有小的。 “笔记本，”列奥纳多说。 “我已经把我的想法填满了一百多个盒子。” “哦，”杰克说，眼睛睁得大大的。 “杰克也有笔记本！”安妮说。

"Do you mind if we look at them?" asked Jack. "No, not at all," said Leonardo. Jack and Annie started picking up the notebooks and turning the pages. The pages were crammed with doodles and writing. They showed sketches of people's faces, animal heads, flowers, trees, rivers, mountains, the sun, and the moon. One notebook was filled with drawings of horses. Another had sketches of bridges and buildings. Another had drawings of birds and machines. Many of the drawings in the notebooks had labels written in a strange language.

“你介意我们看看它们吗？”杰克问。 “不，一点也不，”列奥纳多说。 杰克和安妮开始捡起笔记本翻页。 书页上满是涂鸦和文字。 他们展示了人的脸、动物的头、花、树、河、山、太阳和月亮的草图。 一个笔记本上写满了马的图画。 另一幅画的是桥梁和建筑物的草图。 另一幅画的是鸟和机器。 笔记本上的许多图画都有用奇怪的语言写的标签。