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I kind of can't tell weather I should be offended by this or not - the protagonists are two "lazy Uighurs" (A Uighur 维吾尔族 [pinyin]wei2 wu2 er3 zu2[/pinyin] is a member of the ethnic minority hailing from the Uighur Autonomous Region of China, a politically touchy topic on the mainland). I've never seen a folk story about heroic Uighurs or smart Uighurs, or really ever seen a story about Uighurs at all. So to run across this one first makes me wonder if the "lazy Uighur" thing is a mean stereotype or if I just haven't read widely enough. I'll have to go in search of some Uighur folk tales in Mandarin and see what I can dig up. 

I really know almost nothing about Uighur cultural history, but this story taught me something interesting: it looks like Uighurs have six-character names (as opposed to two and three character names for Chinese and 4 character names for Japanese). Our two protagonists here are rather lengthily called 哈山代吾来克 [pinyin]Ha1 shan1 dai4 wu2 lai2 ke4[/pinyin] and 沙吾提卡巴克 [pinyin]sha1 wu2 ti2 ka3 ba1 ke4[/pinyin]. 

Another interesting thing: this story mentions a 大鹏鸟 [pinyin]da peng3 niao3[/pinyin] - called a "Roc" in English (though I'd never heard that word before). Apparently, it's a legendary fictional bird of prey, like a giant eagle.

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<h4>两个懒汉</h4>
从前，维吾尔族有这么两个<strong>懒汉</strong>，一个叫哈山代吾来克，一个叫沙吾提卡巴克。他们都懒得<strong>要命</strong>，吃穿全靠父母，一点活儿也不干，一天到晚靠着<strong>墙根</strong>晒太阳。 这样，<strong>久而久之</strong>，弄得他们父母也<strong>讨厌</strong>他们了，<strong>不得不</strong>把他们从家里<strong>赶</strong>了出来。他们俩过着<strong>流浪</strong>的生活，饿了几天肚子，一块<strong>馕</strong>也没有吃到。

这天，他俩<strong>蹲</strong>在馕坑上商量着今后该怎么办。哈山代吾来克说: “最好到一个有吃有穿，又不需要劳动的地方去，不知道有没有这么个地方？”

沙吾提卡巴克说: “世界上是没有这么个地方的，只天上有吧！听说天上的<strong>神仙</strong>最快活。”

哈山代吾来克说: “那末，我们就上天去吧，<strong>干嘛</strong>要呆在这个必须劳动的地方受人<strong>鄙视</strong>呢？”

沙吾提卡巴克说: “<strong>好倒好</strong>，不过怎么上去呢？能找到这么个长<strong>梯子</strong>吗？”

哈山代吾来克肯定地说: “这么长的梯子是找不到的。但是，没有梯子也可以上去。”

沙吾提卡巴克惊奇地问道: “怎么上去？”

哈山代吾来克说: “<strong>山谷</strong>里有一只大鹏鸟，小时候我跟父亲上去看见过。我们只要把这只大鹏<strong>抓住</strong>，它就会带我们上天去的。”

沙吾提卡巴克说: “好办法，我们就这样办好了。”

两个朋友就这么决定了。第二天一早，他们就起身往山上走去，走到一个山谷里，找到了大鹏的<strong>窝</strong>，他们在附近<strong>躲藏</strong>起来，等到太阳落山的时候，大鹏飞回来刚落在窝里，就被哈山代吾来克紧紧地抓住了。他连忙招呼沙吾提卡巴克抓住自己的脚，大鹏受了惊，直往天空飞去。

就这样，沙吾提卡巴克抓住哈山代吾来克的脚，哈山代吾来克抓住大鹏的爪子，<strong>飘飘荡荡</strong>地一直飞向七层云端里去了。

沙吾提卡巴克问道: “嘿！到了吗？我的手吃不消啦！”

哈山代吾来克望着云层的空隙说: “快啦！连<strong>窟窿</strong>都已经看见了。”

沙吾提卡巴克问道: “窟窿有多大？我们能不能钻进去呀？”

哈山代吾来克回答: “有这么大。”哈山代吾来克一面答应着，一面用手来比划窟窿的大小。

不料哈山代吾来克两手一<strong>松</strong>，这两个懒汉朋友都离开了大鹏鸟，<strong>摇摇晃晃</strong>地掉下来，摔成<strong>肉酱</strong>了。
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Long ago, among the Uighur people there were two lazybones, one called Hashandaiwulaike, the other called Shawutikabake. They were both extremely lazy, depending on their parents for food and clothing, unwilling to do even a little work, from morning to night they sat at the base of a wall and sunned themselves. As time passed this way, their parents [began to] loathe them, and had no choice but to kick them out. The two of them lived a drifter's life, and went hungry for days at a time, with not even a piece of bread to eat.   

One day, they were squatting next to a bread pit discussing what to do. Hashandaiwulaike said: "The best thing would be to go to a place where there's food and clothes, but you don't have to work - I don't know if there is such a place?"

Shawutikabake said: "There's no such place on this earth, only in heaven! I heard that the immortals in heaven are the happiest." 

Hashandaiwulaike said: "In that case, we should go to heaven. Why on earth would we stay in this place where we have to work and suffer other people's disdain?" 

Shawutikabake said:  "That's all very well and good, but how will we get up there? Can we find a ladder that long?" 

Hashandaiwulaike said: "We could never find a ladder that long, but you can still get up there without a ladder." 

Shawutikabake said: "How?"

Hashandaiwulaike said: "In the valley there's a Roc bird, when I was little I saw it when I went up there with my father. All we have to do is grab onto the Roc, and he will take us up to heaven."

Shawutikabake said:  "That's a great idea, we'll do it that way." 

So the two friends decided thus. On the morning of the next day, they got us and walked to the mountain. When they got to the mountain valley, they found the Roc's nest, and they hid themselves next to it. They waited until the sun fell behind the mountain and the Roc flew back and had just landed in its nest, when Hashandaiwulaike grabbed it and held it tightly. He promptly called to Shawutikabake to grab his feet, and the Roc was frightened and flew into the sky.

So Shawutikabake  was holding on to Hashandaiwulaike's feet, and Hashandaiwulaike  was holding on to the Roc's claws, and they floated towards the seventh level of clouds [heaven]. 

Shawutikabake asked," Hey! Are we there yet? I can't hold on much longer!" 

Hashandaiwulaike looked into a gap between the clouds and said, "Almost! I can already see the opening!" 

Shawutikabake asked, "How big is the opening? Can we fit into it?" 

Hashandaiwulaike answered, "It's this big."   As Hashandaiwulaike answered, he used his hands to demonstrate how big the opening [to heaven] was. 

But to his surprise, as soon as Hashandaiwulaike let go, the two lazy friends parted ways with the Roc, tumbled down, and were smashed into mincemeat. 
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