第1个回答 2009-08-28
哈利波特7英文读后感2007-09-30 07:44 P.M.As I was reading all the Harry Potter books, I always knew there were some connections between Harry and Snape unknown to us, other than the hatred between Sanpe and Harry’s father. lp 8 z Rc
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And I have always believed, even after reading the sixth book in which Dumbledore was killed by him that Snape would never betray Dumbledore, and that was all part of a plan. Although all the evidences have pointed out that Snape had double-crossed on both sides, I still have faith in him. I don’t clearly know why, maybe I thought some of his actions can’t be explained by the mere loyalty to the Dark Lord. sx<.KUDwyb
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And of the new end of the seventh book, the last book, I have found all my answers: Snape never betrayed Dumbledore, he helped Dumbledore and in the end he gave up his own life to fulfill Dumbledore’s plan, to assist Harry and to tell Harry the truth, all for the love of Lilly Potter. | 2%xt ~
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Snape had been neighbor of Lilly’s muggle house when they were still very young, and he had loved her dearly since. I seemed that Snape had a family that treated him badly and he was quite ashamed of himself, so he dared not approach his angel, Lilly, for fear that she’ll dislike him, so he always hid in the shadows and watched her while she play and laughed. In the end they became friends, and they went to Hogwarts together. But things changed after entering Hogwarts. Snape was sorted into Slytherin while Lilly to Gryffindor; they were move and more apart. And in the end Lilly fell in love with James Potter, Harry’s father, maybe that’s the biggest reason for Snape’s hatred for the Potters. lP_2?E~36X
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But Snape’s love for Lilly did not dim away with the passing days. The days came when he became a DeathEater and the Dark Lord craves for the lives of the Potters. Snape tried to retrieve Lilly’s life but failed, she was murdered. Snape’s love and despair for Lilly turned into hatred for the Dark Lord. So he turned to help Dumbledore, in revenge for the death of woman he loved and to protect her son, Harry, who had the same beautiful green eyes just like his mother’s. sr _3?jK
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Snap’s love for Lilly hid so well that I knew nothing of it until I saw the part in which Harry read the memories of his. As I could remember I rarely shed tears when I was reading the Harry Potter books. But tears swelled in my eyes as I read the part when Snape broke into the Black’s house and found Lilly’s letter. I had hardly ever seen Snape shown weakness before. But he cried when he was reading the letter, and in the end he took the page bearing Lilly’s signature and the words “Lots of Love, Lilly” and tore a piece of the photo with Lilly laughing in it. And now I understood his last words for Harry when he died:” Look into my eyes.” His last request for Harry was to look into his eyes so he could die looking at the eyes of Harry, the eyes same as Lilly’s, the eyes of the woman he loved. m2Yq =_
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Tears dropped again as I wrote this, I never thought I would have so much sorrow for a man that I thought I would hate, I was deeply touched by his love, his bravery and his pain. All the time Snape was only able to watch over Lilly from faraway but he chose to love her till the end, and help her son to fight against the Dark Lord. It is natural Harry’s altitude towards Snape will change when he knew the truth. But I never expected Harry to name his son after Snape under the middle name of Severus (Full name Albus Severus Potter). And that he told his children Snape was one of the bravest headmasters of Hogwarts. I could imagine Snape sneer if he had known this but he may be smiling inside. Lq&Y'RL
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May he rest in peace and love in the same world where Lilly is now staying.
第2个回答 2009-08-28
SATURDAY, JULY 21, 2007
Harry Potter 7: Deathly Hallows Review
Phew. Woah. I'm still blown sideways.
After ten years, she did not let us down. The darkest, fastest-paced, most desperate and dynamic magical adventure of the 7-part series carries the reader along faster than a speeding broomstick chased by Dementors. Throughout, doubts must be battled, fears faced, loyalties tested, and grief postponed whilst well-loved characters fall, chapter by chapter, yet there is no time to mourn. Rowling as a narrator has grown up and so has Harry; this no longer feels like a children's story but an epic myth, the echo and inheritor of a centuries-ancient tale told and sung around firesides, full of sound and fury, signifying more than we like to let on - the tug of old archetypes we already know, old tales which still resonate heart-deep, with anyone who has ever wondered who wins, when you pit love against hate, and hope against nihilism.
I am sure there will be sneerers and jeerers at the power of the commercial spell cast worldwide and the ringing tills at midnight, the over-familiarity of the children's-story syntax; they are missing the point. The story of all humankind is the story of a story-telling animal and it is only this which distinguishes us from the other mammals, when it comes to the end. We will always be enchanted and enslaved by the telling and re-telling of the same story we all, always want to hear, again and again. The ancient magic of light vs. darkness, heroism and struggle, the bloody clash of battles, wrench of secrets painfully revealed; the warrior tested, the torturous night of the soul, the slow learning of the terrible, yet wonderful fact that no-one is alone, and that in the end, help comes, from friends, from strangers, from unexpected sources; from within and without, because of faith, because of courage, because of love. Of how our own humanity saves us, how our weakness is our strength.
So this latest incarnation of the old, old tale of the resurrected lost one, the lonely one who is loved, the hero who doubts, the child who is adult, the griever restored, the victim who triumphs, the Boy Who Lived - is deeply satisfying in the way everyone recognises. Anyone who has fallen asleep at the end of a story, with the author's pact satisfied - I will let you frighten, anger, worry and scare me, if you make it all right at the end. If I learn something, and if they live, if not happy ever after, but if they live - will be replete at the ending of this long saga.
I prefer to think its enormous sucess is not just because of cyncial hyper-successful marketing. I prefer to think that it is because we all love a story, told well, before we lay down to sleep at the end of a long day.
N.B: Spoilers not included. I read fast, I wish I didn't, sometimes. I'm not going to wreck it for you - are you sitting comfortably?..
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POSTED BY RACHEL AT 8:19 PM
第3个回答 2009-08-28
SATURDAY, JULY 21, 2007
Harry Potter 7: Deathly Hallows Review
Phew. Woah. I'm still blown sideways.
After ten years, she did not let us down. The darkest, fastest-paced, most desperate and dynamic magical adventure of the 7-part series carries the reader along faster than a speeding broomstick chased by Dementors. Throughout, doubts must be battled, fears faced, loyalties tested, and grief postponed whilst well-loved characters fall, chapter by chapter, yet there is no time to mourn. Rowling as a narrator has grown up and so has Harry; this no longer feels like a children's story but an epic myth, the echo and inheritor of a centuries-ancient tale told and sung around firesides, full of sound and fury, signifying more than we like to let on - the tug of old archetypes we already know, old tales which still resonate heart-deep, with anyone who has ever wondered who wins, when you pit love against hate, and hope against nihilism.
I am sure there will be sneerers and jeerers at the power of the commercial spell cast worldwide and the ringing tills at midnight, the over-familiarity of the children's-story syntax; they are missing the point. The story of all humankind is the story of a story-telling animal and it is only this which distinguishes us from the other mammals, when it comes to the end. We will always be enchanted and enslaved by the telling and re-telling of the same story we all, always want to hear, again and again. The ancient magic of light vs. darkness, heroism and struggle, the bloody clash of battles, wrench of secrets painfully revealed; the warrior tested, the torturous night of the soul, the slow learning of the terrible, yet wonderful fact that no-one is alone, and that in the end, help comes, from friends, from strangers, from unexpected sources; from within and without, because of faith, because of courage, because of love. Of how our own humanity saves us, how our weakness is our strength.
So this latest incarnation of the old, old tale of the resurrected lost one, the lonely one who is loved, the hero who doubts, the child who is adult, the griever restored, the victim who triumphs, the Boy Who Lived - is deeply satisfying in the way everyone recognises. Anyone who has fallen asleep at the end of a story, with the author's pact satisfied - I will let you frighten, anger, worry and scare me, if you make it all right at the end. If I learn something, and if they live, if not happy ever after, but if they live - will be replete at the ending of this long saga.
I prefer to think its enormous sucess is not just because of cyncial hyper-successful marketing. I prefer to think that it is because we all love a story, told well, before we lay down to sleep at the end of a long day.
N.B: Spoilers not included. I read fast, I wish I didn't, sometimes. I'm not going to wreck it for you - are you sitting comfortably?..
Labels: books