追风筝人英文版The Kite Runner.ppt

The Kite Runner追风筝的人;The Kite Runner 追风筝的人;Khaled Hosseini卡勒德.胡赛尼;I dropped next to him, lay on a thin patch of snow, wheezing（喘气）. “You’re wasting our time. It was going the other way, didn’t you see?” Hassan popped（取出） a mulberry（桑葚） in his mouth. “It’s coming,” he said. I could hardly breathe and he didn’t even sound tired. “How do you know?” I said. “I know.” “How can you know?” He turned to me. A few sweat beads（汗滴） rolled from his bald（光秃的） scalp（头皮）. “Would I ever lie to you, Amir agha?” Suddenly I decided to toy with him a little. “I don’t know. Would you?”;“I’d sooner eat dirt,” he said with a look of indignation（愤怒）. “Really? You’d do that?” He threw me a puzzled look. “Do what?” “Eat dirt if I told you to,” I said. I knew I was being cruel, like when I’d taunt（嘲弄） him if he didn’t know some big word. But there was something fascinating--albeit（虽然） in a sick way--about teasing Hassan. Kind of like when we used to play insect torture（折磨）. Except now, he was the ant and I was holding the magnifying glass（放大镜）.;His eyes searched my face for a long time. We sat there, two boys under a sour cherry tree, suddenly looking, really looking, at each other. That’s when it happened again: Hassan’s face changed. Maybe not _changed_, not really, but suddenly I had the feeling I was looking at two faces, the one I knew, the one that was my first memory, and another, a second face, this one lurking（潜藏） just beneath the surface. I’d seen it happen before--it always shook me up a little.It just appeared, this other face, for a fraction of（一小部分） a moment, long enough to leave me with the unsettling feeling that maybe I’d seen it someplace before.Then Hassan blinked and it was just him again. Just Hassan.;“If you asked, I would,” he finally said, looking right at me. I dropped my eyes. To this day, I find it hard to gaze（注视） directly at people like Hassan, people who mean every word they say. “But I wonder,” he added. “Would you ever ask me to do such a thing, Amir agha?” A