雙語名著·追風(fēng)箏的人 The Kite Runner(180)

12歲的阿富汗富家少爺阿米爾與仆人哈桑情同手足。然而，在一場風(fēng)箏比賽后，發(fā)生了一件悲慘不堪的事，阿米爾為自己的懦弱感到自責(zé)和痛苦，逼走了哈桑，不久，自己也跟隨父親逃往美國。

成年后的阿米爾始終無法原諒自己當(dāng)年對哈桑的背叛。為了贖罪，阿米爾再度踏上暌違二十多年的故鄉(xiāng)，希望能為不幸的好友盡最后一點(diǎn)心力，卻發(fā)現(xiàn)一個驚天謊言，兒時的噩夢再度重演，阿米爾該如何抉擇?

故事如此殘忍而又美麗，作者以溫暖細(xì)膩的筆法勾勒人性的本質(zhì)與救贖，讀來令人蕩氣回腸。

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“Yes.” I remembered the words from Hassan’s letter. I have told much about you to Farzana jan and Sohrab, about us growing up together and playing games and running in the streets. They laugh at the stories of all the mischief you and I used to cause! “I owe you thanks too, Sohrab jan,” I said. “You saved my life.”
He didn’t say anything. I dropped my hand when he didn’t take it. “I like your new clothes,” I mumbled.
“They’re my son’s,” Farid said. “He has outgrown them. They fit Sohrab pretty well, I would say.” Sohrab could stay with him, he said, until we found a place for him. “We don’t have a lot of room, but what can I do? I can’t leave him to the streets. Besides, my children have taken a liking to him. Ha, Sohrab?” But the boy just kept looking down, twirling the line with his finger.
“I’ve been meaning to ask,” Farid said, a little hesitantly. “What happened in that house? What happened between you and the Talib?”
“Let’s just say we both got what we deserved,” I said. Farid nodded, didn’t push it. It occurred to me that somewhere between the time we had left Peshawar for Afghanistan and now, we had become friends. “I’ve been meaning to ask something too.”
“What?”
I didn’t want to ask. I was afraid of the answer. “Rahim Khan,” I said.
“He’s gone.”
My heart skipped. “Is he--”
“No, just... gone.” He handed me a folded piece of paper and a small key. “The landlord gave me this when I went looking for him. He said Rahim Khan left the day after we did.”
“Where did he go?” Farid shrugged. “The landlord didn’t know He said Rahim Khan left the letter and the key for you and took his leave.” He checked his watch. “I’d better go. Bia, Sohrab.”
“Could you leave him here for a while?” I said. “Pick him up later?” I turned to Sohrab. “Do you want to stay here with me for a little while?”
He shrugged and said nothing.
“Of course,” Farid said. “I’ll pick him up just before evening _namaz_.”

“是的?！蔽蚁肫鸸Ｐ爬锬切┰?。我告訴親愛的法莎娜和索拉博很多次，那些我們過去一起長大、玩游戲、在街上追風(fēng)箏的事情。聽到我們過去的惡作劇，他們會大笑起來！“我也得謝謝你，親愛的索拉博?！蔽艺f，“你救了我一命?！?br />他默默不語，沒跟我握手。我把手放下，“我喜歡你的新衣服?！蔽业吐曊f。
“那是我兒子的。”法里德說，“這些衣服他穿不下了。我覺得它們穿在索拉博身上真好看。”他說索拉博可以跟著他，直到我們?yōu)樗业饺ヌ帯！拔覀兎块g不夠，但我能怎么辦呢？我不能任他露宿街頭。再說，我的孩子們也很喜歡索拉博。對吧，索拉博？”但那個男孩只是低著頭，將線纏在手指上。
“我一直想問，”法里德有點(diǎn)猶疑地說，“在那座屋子里面究竟發(fā)生了什么？你和那個塔利班之間究竟發(fā)生了什么事？”
“這么說吧，我們都是罪有應(yīng)得。”我說。法里德點(diǎn)點(diǎn)頭，不再追問。我突然發(fā)覺，就在我們離開白沙瓦、前往阿富汗到現(xiàn)在，不知什么時候起，我們已經(jīng)成了朋友?！拔乙灿幸恢毕胍獑柕氖虑??！?br />“什么？”我突然不想問，我害怕聽到答案。
“拉辛汗?！蔽艺f。
“他走了?！?br />我的心一沉：“他……”
“不，只是……走了。”他遞給我一張折好的信紙，還有一把小鑰匙?！拔仪叭に?，房東把這個交給我。他說我們走后隔日，拉辛汗也走了?！?br />“他去哪里？”法里德聳聳肩：“房東也不知道。他說拉辛汗留下那封信和鑰匙給你，就走了?！彼纯词直?，“我得走了。走吧，索拉博?！?br />“你能讓他在這兒留一會嗎？”我說，“遲點(diǎn)再來接他？”我轉(zhuǎn)向索拉博：“你愿意留下來陪我一會兒嗎？”
他聳聳肩，一語不發(fā)。
“當(dāng)然，”法里德說，“做晚禱之前我會來接他。”