One day, the peachwood charm against evil hung on the door turned its face upward to curse the figure made of Chinese mugwort:

　　一天，掛在門(mén)上的桃符仰起了臉，大罵艾草人:

　　"Who do you think you are to dare to set yourself over my head?"

　　“你這個(gè)艾草人算什么東西，膽敢高踞在我的頭上!”

　　The figure of Chinese mugwort, unwilling to be outdone, looked down and retorted:

　　艾草人不甘示弱，低頭還嘴，說(shuō)道:

　　"It is summer now. You have only half a year to go, and can't live long. Why squabble over who is higher or who is lower?"

　　“現(xiàn)在已經(jīng)是夏天了，你只有半年了，活不了多長(zhǎng)時(shí)間了，還爭(zhēng)什么高低呢?”

　　The peachwood charm was beside itself with rage, and answered back sarcastically. Both sides refused to give in, and squabbled endlessly with a stream of abuse against each other.

　　桃符怒不可遏，反唇相譏。它們互相不服氣，彼此罵不絕口，爭(zhēng)吵不休。

　　At this moment, the deity of the door came to mediate:

　　這時(shí)候，門(mén)神出來(lái)勸解說(shuō):

　　"It is only because we have no ability that we have to attach ourselves to the door of others. What's the point of quarrelling with each other?"

　　“我們都是因?yàn)闆](méi)有什么本事，才依附在別人的門(mén)下，還爭(zhēng)什么強(qiáng)，斗什么氣呢?”