“This is the end of me,” the lion thought with regret. “How could I have been so stupid as to come so close to this thing called ‘the night’ that beat me just now? It’s really horrifying. What should I do now?” As these thoughts flashed through the lion’s mind, the farmer again slapped it several times, urging it to go home with him. The petrified lion then obediently followed the farmer back to his house.
这只狮子心想：“完了!我怎么那么笨,跑来靠近‘这个’,刚刚打我就是叫‘晚上’的东西吧!好恐怖啊!现在怎么办呢?”它在想的时候,农夫又打了它好几下,催它赶快回家去,这只狮子怕死了,就跟着农夫走回去.

It was even darker when they reached home. Since the farmer continued to mistake the lion for his donkey, he tied it in a corner outside his house before he went to bed. That night, the lion stayed out in the cold, starving, petrified and not knowing what to expect of “the night” when morning dawned. It believed that the farmer was “the night.”
回家时天更黑了,因为农夫认为是他的驴子,就把狮子绑在屋外的角落边,然后进去睡觉.那只狮子在那边又饿又冷整个晚上,又害怕,不晓得明天早上那个“晚上”会再对待它怎么样?它认为农夫就是所谓的“晚上”.