残忍而美丽的情谊:The Kite Runner 追风筝的人(169)
“Whatareyoudoinghere?”Isaid,knowinghowutterlyfoolishthequestionsounded,yetunabletothinkofanythingelsetosay.“Me?”Assefarchedaneyebrow“I’minmyelement.Thequestioniswhatareyoudoinghere?”“Ialreadyt...
“Whatareyoudoinghere?”Isaid,knowinghowutterlyfoolishthequestionsounded,yetunabletothinkofanythingelsetosay.“Me?”Assefarchedaneyebrow“I’minmyelement.Thequestioniswhatareyoudoinghere?”“Ialreadyt...
Faisaldabbedatthesweatbeadsabovehislips.“I’mfamiliarwiththeversionofthesituationyougaveMr.Andrews,”hesaid.Hischeeksdimpledwithacoysmile.HeturnedtoSohrab.“Thismustbetheyoungmanwho’scausingallthetr...
ONTHETAXIRIDEbacktothehotel,Sohrabrestedhisheadonthewindow,keptstaringatthepassingbuildings,therowsofgumtrees.Hisbreathfoggedtheglass,cleared,foggeditagain.Iwaitedforhimtoaskmeaboutthemeetingbuthedidn...
“No,”Isaid.IhadneverinmylifewantedtobeawayfromaplaceasbadlyasIdidnow.“Butwehavetostay.”TwoTalibswithKalashnikovsslungacrosstheirshouldershelpedtheblindfoldedmanfromthefirsttruckandtwoothershelpedt...
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IkeptstealingglancesatBabasittingwithRahimKhanontheroof,wonderedwhathewasthinking.Washecheeringforme?Ordidapartofhimenjoywatchingmefail?Thatwasthethingaboutkiteflying:Yourminddriftedwiththekite.我偷眼...
“Doyouliketheseh-parcha?”Isaid,holdingupthekitebytheendsofthecrossbars.Hiseyesshiftedfromtheskytome,tothekite,thenback.Afewrivuletsofraintrickledfromhishair,downhisface.Iwetmyindexfingerandhelditup....
Hegrabbedapaperbagfromthebackseatandpluckedahalflemonoutofit.Ibitdownonit,waitedafewminutes.“Youwereright.Ifeelbetter,”Ilied.AsanAfghan,Iknewitwasbettertobemiserablethanrude.Iforcedaweaksmile.“Oldw...
GINGERLY,IWALKEDupthedrivewaywheretuftsofweednowgrewbetweenthesun-fadedbricks.Istoodoutsidethegatesofmyfather’shouse,feelinglikeastranger.Isetmyhandsontherustybars,rememberinghowI’drunthroughthesesa...
“YouknowallthoseyearsIlivedinyourfather’shouseafteryouleft?”“Yes.”“Iwasn’taloneforallofthem.Hassanlivedtherewithme.”“Hassan,”Isaid.WhenwasthelasttimeIhadspokenhisname?Thosethornyoldbarbsofgu...
IsoldBaba’sVWbusand,tothisday,Ihavenotgonebacktothefleamarket.IwoulddrivetohisgravesiteeveryFriday,and,sometimes,I’dfindafreshbouquetoffreesiasbytheheadstoneandknowSorayahadbeentheretoo.SorayaandIse...
“Successful,”Sorayahissed.“AtleastI’mnotlikehim,sittingaroundwhileotherpeoplefighttheShorawi,waitingforwhenthedustsettlessohecanmoveinandreclaimhisposhlittlegovernmentposition.Teachingmaynotpaymuc...
Ishiftedonmyfeet,clearedmythroat.“I’llgonow.Sorrytohavedisturbedyou.”“Nay,youdidn’t,”shesaid.“Oh.Good.”Itippedmyheadandgaveherahalfsmile.“I’llgonow.”Hadn’tIalreadysaidthat?“Khodah?fez.”...
"Nomonster,"Isaid,feelingalittlebetter,tomyownsurprise."没有鬼怪。"我低声说,出乎意料的是我竟然觉得好些了。Hesmiled."Nomonster."他微笑:"没有鬼怪。""Areyousure?""你确定?"Heclosedhiseyes.Nodded.他闭上双眼...
Fremont,California.1980sBabalovedtheideaofAmerica.ItwaslivinginAmericathatgavehimanulcer.IrememberthetwoofuswalkingthroughLakeElizabethParkinFremont,afewstreetsdownfromourapartment,andwatchingboysatba...
12岁的阿富汗富家少爷阿米尔与仆人哈桑情同手足。然而,在一场风筝比赛后,发生了一件悲惨不堪的事,阿米尔为自己的懦弱感到自责和痛苦,逼走了哈桑,不久,自己也跟随父亲逃往美国。成年后的阿米尔始终无法原谅自己当年对哈桑的...
“YouCOULDHAVETOLDME,”Faridsaidlater.ThetwoofuswerelyingnexttoeachotheronthestrawmatsWahid’swifehadspreadforus.“Toldyouwhat?”“Whyyou’vecometoAfghanistan.”HisvoicehadlosttheroughedgeI’dheardini...
Iunfoldedtheletter.ItwaswritteninFarsi.Nodotswereomitted,nocrossesforgotten,nowordsblurredtogether--thehandwritingwasalmostchildlikeinitsneatness.Ibegantoread:InthenameofAllahthemostbeneficent,themost...
ThetallTalibwiththeblacksunglasseswalkedtothepileofstonestheyhadunloadedfromthethirdtruck.Hepickeduparockandshowedittothecrowd.Thenoisefell,replacedbyabuzzingsoundthatrippledthroughthestadium.Ilookeda...
Irememberoneovercastwinterday,HassanandIwererunningakite.Iwaschasinghimthroughneighborhoods,hoppinggutters,weavingthroughnarrowstreets.Iwasayearolderthanhim,butHassanranfasterthanIdid,andIwasfallingbe...
THESKYWASADEEPBLACKwhenthephonejoltedmefromsleep.Irubbedmyeyesandturnedonthebedsidelamp.Itwasalittlepast10:30P.M.;I’dbeensleepingforalmostthreehours.Ipickedupthephone.“Hello?”“CallfromAmerica.”Mr...
“Youknow,yourgrandfather,GhaziSahib,thejudge?Now,hisuncleandmygrandfatherwerecousins,”shesaid.“Soyousee,we’rerelated.”Shesmiledacap-toothedsmile,andInoticedtherightsideofhermouthdroopingalittle.H...
“IwantyoutogotoKabuLIwantyoutobringSohrabhere,”hesaid.Istruggledtofindtherightwords.I’dbarelyhadtimetodealwiththefactthatHassanwasdead.“Pleasehearme.IknowanAmericanpairhereinPeshawar,ahusbandandwi...
“Sometimes,ittakesawhile,”ItoldSorayaonenight.“Ayearisn’tawhile,Amir!”shesaid,inatersevoicesounlikeher.“Something’swrong,Iknowit.”“Thenlet’sseeadoctor.”DR.ROSEN,around-belliedmanwithaplumpf...
Afterall,lifeisnotaHindimovie.Zendagimigzara,Afghansliketosay:Lifegoeson,unmindfulofbeginning,end,kamyab,nah-kam,crisisorcatharsis,movingforwardlikeaslow,dustycaravanofkochis.Iwouldn’tknowhowtoanswer...