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The Kite Runner

I was moved by the friendship between Hasan and Amir, between Hasan and his father, and between father and servant when I read this book.

Now in retrospect, my eyes stay on the little people who appear in the passing plot. Suddenly, I found out the ownership of the author’s soul.

In my opinion, the little people in the book are all miserable people, and none of them are decent and lucky to live. Once highly respected professors will one day be reduced to begging for a living. The children who have lost their closest relatives will be sent to the orphanage, but this is not a refuge. One of them will go out in exchange for the survival of another child. The child selling the film skillfully uses inferior words to attract guests. The father of a kind driver joined the jihad and was blown to pieces by gunfire. The two little girls were also taken away by landmines. In the black market, the price of buying legs can be exchanged for feeding children for several weeks.

Amir’s beautiful childhood memories were torn to pieces by the current war. In this war, misfortune, misery, hunger, poverty and injury are embedded in every plot.

Amir was lucky. They fled abroad without having to endure all the pain. Through his own efforts, he obtained a degree and became a famous writer. He had his own independent villa and a beloved girl. He obviously realized his American dream.

When Rasinghan asked Amir to return to Afghanistan to take Hassan’s son back, Amir asked, “Why me? Why don’t you pay someone to go? If it’s because of economic problems, I’m willing to pay.” I’m too clear. It’s too clear. “I have a wife, a house, a career and a family in the United States. Kabul is a dangerous place. You know you let me risk losing everything.”

How could Amir, who has a superior life, be willing to return to a country full of war?

Perhaps to save his soul, he set foot on this land. Although the war was over at this time, Afghanistan, which had experienced aggression and civil war, was devastated. Every time he went to a small place, Amir’s memory was awakened, but the smile was fleeting, and the decay before him was irreversible. The Taliban who took power went to the political center under the cheers of people. People thought that they could go home and live well after peace. As a result, the price of peace is genocide and stricter control. As for Amir’s half-brother Hassan, his father and relatives were killed by landmines, and he and his wife were killed by Taliban guns.

Under such circumstances, how do Afghans survive? There is no decent life, but a decent attitude.

When Amir asked Singh why you didn’t leave, He said, “This is my home.” “I know that the United States has instilled optimism in you, which is also her great thing. That’s very good. We are a depressed people, we Afghans, right? We are always trapped in sadness and narcissism. We succumb to failure and disaster, regard these as the essence of life, even as a necessity. We always say that life will continue.”

Maybe so! Amir went to the driver’s house to be a guest. Although the driver’s house was financially strapped, they still took out only food to entertain the guests. “We are hungry, but we are not barbarians! He is a guest!” the driver said to his wife. Even if the war is still raging around, there is only one sign that it will subside. Singlahan will take Solabo to the zoo for a stroll, because life must continue! In a modern and high-tech world, old jokes continue to circulate in Afghanistan. People often say them to adjust the atmosphere.

I thought: maybe Amir found Solabo and got salvation; Maybe he also found another important thing!


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