深夜小狗神秘習題

出版时间：20050401  出版社：大塊  作者：馬克．海登 Mark Haddon  译者：林靜華  
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　　翻譯成三十二種版本七年來首次將《哈利波特》擠下暢銷排行榜冠軍寶座的作品王浩威（作家，精神科醫師）朱天心（小說家）李家同（作家，暨南大學資訊工程學系教授）李崇建（作家，全人中學資深教師）洪　蘭（中央大學認知神經科學研究所所長）張正芬（臺灣師範大學特殊教育學系教授）陳豐偉（作家，精神科醫師）黃春明（小說家）聯合推薦（依姓氏筆畫順序排列）我想我會成為一個非常優秀的太空人。要成為一個優秀的太空人必須要很聰明，而我很聰明。此外還必須瞭解機械的作用，這方面我也很在行。並且還必須能夠獨自待在一間很小的太空艙內，遠離地球表面數十萬哩，不會驚慌，不會有幽閉恐懼症，不會想家，也不會精神錯亂。我一向喜歡小小的空間，只要沒有別人在場就沒問題。克里斯多弗，十五歲，患有自閉症的數學天才。他的偶像是福爾摩斯，最擅長的科目是數學，喜歡質數、邏輯與事實，討厭黃色和棕色，無法忍受被人碰觸。他獨自去過最遠的地方是住家附近的小店，最想去外太空，因為方圓數十萬哩都不會有人。他原本孤獨而安全的世界一夕之間被一樁命案改變：深夜裡，隔壁鄰居家的小狗被鐵叉刺死。克里斯多弗決定自己來當偵探，然後將調查結果寫成一本書。所以這是本涉及謀殺案的偵探小說----只是偵探、兇手、受害者、真相，以及所有的一切都出乎人意料之外。 神經質的文字，異質的書寫，少年克里斯多弗誠實到讓人不安。他意圖解開謀殺案，卻意外發現自己家裡隱藏的真相。克里斯多弗令人好心疼，只是他的心靈就像他最想去的外太空，遙遠，難以觸及。真實的人生有時跟數字一樣，複雜，而且一點也不明確。以下是我的「行為問題」中的一部份：A.很長一段時間不和人說話。B.很長一段時間不吃不喝。C.不喜歡被人碰到身體。D.生氣或困惑時會大聲尖叫。E.不喜歡和人共處在一個小空間內。F.生氣或困惑時會破壞東西。G.會呻吟。H.不喜歡黃色或棕色的東西，拒絕碰觸黃色或棕色的東西。I.假如有人碰到我的牙刷，我就拒絕使用它。J.假如不同的食物互相沾到，我就拒吃。K.看不出別人在生我的氣。L.不會笑。M.會說一些別人認為粗魯無禮的話。N.會做傻事。O.會打人。P.討厭法國。Q.偷開母親的車。R.有人移動家具時我會發脾氣。

作者简介

馬克•海登（Mark Haddon）
作家、插畫家與劇作家，著有十五本童書，並曾兩度榮獲英國電影電視藝術學院（BAFTA）頒獎。本書是作者的第一本小說，2003年一出版便獲得「惠布瑞特年度最佳好書獎」（Whitbread Book of the Year Award）以及「衛報獎」。2004年聖誕節登上暢銷排行榜冠軍寶座，這是七年來《哈利波特》首次位居第二名。

用户评论 (总计26条)

•   　　有两个地方让我印象深刻。
  　　不是两位心力交瘁的父母让我印象深刻，因为我关注着克里斯托弗的所思所想，好像也变得像他一样麻木无情。
  　　一是克里斯托弗刚到伦敦，在妈妈那里做的梦。
  　　二是结尾作为附录的那道证明。
  　　他的父母身处社会和孩子带来的心烦意乱中，他自己也经历了一次“扣人心弦”的千里寻母（借用豆友的说法），这些之后，他深深沉浸的，仍然是他那干净纯粹的数学和物理理论构成的世界，这是可怜，还是幸运呢？
•   　　I finished my very first Kindle book last night, British writer Mark Haddon's mystery novel. The book is published 11 years ago when I was 15, the same age as the main protagonist Christopher. And how I wish I had read the book back then when I could resinate more with Christopher's world, rather than the world of adults where there are fraud, defeat, adultery, divorce and relationships with people are complicated.
  　　
  　　It was certainly an easy read. As a slow reader, I finish the whole book in 5 hours and I enjoyed every minute of it(plus some pleasure from reading an e-book from Kindle) There are 2 paralleled worlds in the story, one belongs to the troubled yet extremely intelligent boy Christopher, and another the real world that belongs to the adults, the reality. Mark Haddon is such a compassionate writer that he makes Chris stay innocent, oblivious of the adults' influence which might lead him out of his guiltlessness way too soon. He takes the readers to a tour back to the good old days when the small things matter a lot in life, like the number and colours of the cars, the adult's conversations in the eidetic memory of a child and the stubbornness in numbering the paragraphs in prime numbers.
  　　
  　　As a reader who has got a hang of adult's world, the things that was so hard for Christopher to comprehend make so much sense to me. I understand the frustration, the aloofness, the lies and even the betrayal between people, and I wish I could unseen them and only see the world from Christopher's world. The book reminds me of the innocence that slipped away without my knowledge. Things that used to make us happy have lost its patina. That was a sad fact I wouldn't have realise if I read the book 11 years ago.
  　　
  　　I start to recall my childhood favourite reads, if they are all sugarcoated and would it be any difference if I was a precocious child. Still I like Mark Haddon for doing that, he divines the world into 2 and to shield those from their pure land and keeps them their longer. After couple of years when they come back and reread the book, there will be new discoveries.
  　　
  　　BTW, Thank you Dad for this great gift, I love my new Kindle!
  　　
•   　　But Mother was cremated,This means that she was put into a coffin and burnt and ground up and turned into ash and smoke.I do not know what happes to the ash and I couldn`t ask at the crematorium because I didn`t go to the funeral. But the smoke goes out of the chimney and into the air and sometimes I look up into the sky and I think that there are molecules of Mother upthere, or in clouds over Africa or the Antarctic, or coming down as rain in the rainforests in Brazil, or in snow somewhere
  　　
  　　我想他真的很想妈妈。读这一段时，我难过了很久很久。
•   　　克里斯托弗的爸爸一个人照顾一个自闭并且有些暴力倾向的孩子，满足他的怪癖，和颜悦色，从不抱怨。
  　　在一个深夜，克里斯托弗带着宠物鼠托比离家去伦敦。嘈杂的车站让他害怕，陌生的人群让他害怕，但这些恐惧和不舒适都远远比不上他的爸爸带给他的恐惧。他一定要离开。
  　　我不明白。朝夕相处，难道他还不了解爸爸吗？至于这样像躲瘟疫一样躲着自己的爸爸吗？他做梦梦到所有人都死了，空旷的世界属于他一个人；他还告诉自己：那里现在不是我的家了，我要和妈妈一起生活。他住进了妈妈的家，坚持妈妈送他回去要参加数学考试，所以妈妈丢了工作和男友。我觉得这个小孩真的很自私。
  　　但是克里斯托弗和我不同。他觉得一只狗一只老鼠和一个人一样重要，爸爸杀了威灵顿，就如同爸爸杀了希金斯夫人，亚历山大夫人一样，他不能再相信他，不能再爱他了。克里斯托弗的世界里众生平等。所以他跳下地铁去找托比，他一遍遍想“警察是不是已经逮捕了爸爸”。他并非不会爱，只是他的爱众生平等。我开始觉得这个小孩可爱了。
  　　（让我想起了《质数的孤独》，但是更喜欢质数。要是我的论文能写这么流利就好了。）
•   　　在图书馆看到这本书 有时候我很佩服自己的直觉 立马就决定要借来
  　　很搞笑 图书管理员被他的封面和书名所蒙蔽 把他放到了推理悬疑类别里
  　　他写法很奇妙 是有很多可以被称为废话的东西 但却真实的要命 很难相信一个作家会萌生出写出这样一种体裁的故事 让我总以为这是他的真实经历
  　　我很佩服 克里斯托弗的数学和逻辑 我觉得这很有用 我想 克里斯托弗应该是一个孤独症患者 这一类人很奇妙 他们活在自己的世界里 他们有自己绝对擅长的领域 和自己绝对的原则和要求
  　　他或许就是一个孤独症患者 但我却从中看到自己的影子 看到自己想要的样子 他有想法有主见 有自己判断的方式 能够娴熟运用纯数学和逻辑 知道很多关于天文 最爱他关于时间和空间的描述
  　　是一本 像 小王子 一样 可以无限解读反复阅读 每读必有新知的一本书 绝不仅仅是儿童书
  　　另外表示 对硬皮书和一版一次的书毫无抵抗力
•   　　本人看完的第一本英文小说,标签上赤裸裸的标着#ColinMorgan#.这绝对是一篇值得读的小说(与NC科科无关).
  　　
  　　先不写什么评论了,整理强迫症先把书摘摆这以备以后回顾,评论待有时间慢慢加!
  　　
  　　I like dogs. You always know what a dog is thinking. It has four moods. Happy, sad, cross and concentrating. Also, dogs are faithful and they do not tell lies because they cannot talk.
  　　
  　　Then they worked out that the universe was expanding, that the stars were all rushing away from one another after the Big Bang, and the further the stars were away from us the faster they were moving, some of them nearly as fast as the speed of light, which was why their light never reached us. I like this fact. It is something you can work out in your own mind just by looking at the sky above your head at night and thinking without having to ask anyone.
  　　
  　　Prime numbers are what is left when you have taken all the patterns away. I think prime numbers are like life. They are very logical but you could never work out the rules, even if you spent all your time thinking about them.
  　　
  　　I find people confusing. This is for two main reasons.The first main reason is that people do a lot of talking without using any words.The second main reason is that people often talk using metaphors.
  　　
  　　Mother used to say that it meant Christopher was a nice name because it was a story about being kind and helpful, but I do not want my name to mean a story about being kind and helpful. I want my name to mean me.
  　　
  　　A lie is when you say something happened which didn't happen. But there is only ever one thing which happened at a particular time and a particular place. And there are an infinite number of things which didn't happen at that time and that place. And if I think about something which didn't happen I start thinking about all the other things which didn't happen.
  　　
  　　This is another reason why I don't like proper novels, because they are lies about things which didn't happen and they make me feel shaky and scared.
  　　
  　　I said that I wasn't clever. I was just noticing how things were, and that wasn't clever. That was just being observant. Being clever was when you looked at how things were and used the evidence to work out something new. Like the universe expanding, or who committed a murder.
  　　
  　　But I said that you could still want something that is very unlikely to happen.
  　　
  　　For example, people often say "Be quiet," but they don't tell you how long to be quiet for. Or you see a sign which says KEEP OFF THE GRASS but it should say KEEP OFF THE GRASS AROUND THIS SIGN or KEEP OFF ALL THE GRASS IN THIS PARK because there is lots of grass you are allowed to walk on.
  　　
  　　And if heaven was on the other side of a black hole, dead people would have to be fired into space on rockets to get there, and they aren't or people would notice.
  　　
  　　And in 1,000 years even his skeleton will be gone. But that is all right because he is a part of the flowers and the apple tree and the hawthorn bush now.
  　　
  　　But the smoke goes out of the chimney and into the air and sometimes I look up into the sky and I think that there are molecules of Mother up there, or in clouds over Africa or the Antarctic, or coming down as rain in the rain forests in Brazil, or in snow somewhere.
  　　
  　　I didn't reply to this either because Mrs. Alexander was doing what is called chatting, where people say things to each other which aren't questions and answers and aren't connected.
  　　
  　　"Special Needs! Special Needs!" But I don't take any notice because I don't listen to what other people say and only sticks and stones can break my bones and I have my Swiss Army knife if they hit me and if I kill them it will be self-defense and I won't go to prison.
  　　
  　　Then, when I've got a degree in maths, or physics, or maths and physics, I will be able to get a job and earn lots of money and I will be able to pay someone who can look after me and cook my meals and wash my clothes, or I will get a lady to marry me and be my wife and she can look after me so I can have company and not be on my own.
  　　
  　　Mr. Jeavons said that I liked maths because it was safe. He said I liked maths because it meant solving problems, and these problems were difficult and interesting but there was always a straightforward answer at the end. And what he meant was that maths wasn't like life because in life there are no straightforward answers at the end. I know he meant this because this is what he said. This is because Mr. Jeavons doesn't understand numbers. Here is a famous story called The Monty Hall Problem which I have included in this book because it illustrates what I mean.
  　　
  　　And this shows that intuition can sometimes get things wrong. And intuition is what people use in life to make decisions. But logic can help you work out the right answer. It also shows that Mr. Jeavons was wrong and numbers are sometimes very complicated and not very straightforward at all.
  　　
  　　But the sky was interesting and different because usually skies look boring because they are all blue or all gray or all covered in one pattern of clouds and they don't look like they are hundreds of miles above your head. They look like someone might have painted them on a big roof. But this sky had lots of different types of clouds in it at different heights, so you could see how big it was and this made it look enormous.
  　　
  　　The world is full of obvious things which nobody by any chance ever observes.
  　　
  　　"I know you do, Christopher. But sometimes we get sad about things and we don't like to tell other people that we are sad about them. We like to keep it a secret. Or sometimes we are sad but we don't really know we are sad. So we say we aren't sad. But really we are."
  　　
  　　Other people have pictures in their heads, too. But they are different because the pictures in my head are all pictures of things which really happened. But other people have pictures in their heads of things which aren't real and didn't happen.
  　　
  　　But in life you have to take lots of decisions and if you don't take decisions you would never do anything because you would spend all your time choosing between things you could do. So it is good to have a reason why you hate some things and you like others. It is like being in a restaurant like when Father takes me out to a Berni Inn sometimes and you look at the menu and you have to choose what you are going to have. But you don't know if you are going to like something because you haven't tasted it yet, so you have favorite foods and you choose these, and you have foods you don't like and you don't choose these, and then it is simple.
  　　
  　　And I said "Yes," because loving someone is helping them when they get into trouble, and looking after them, and telling them the truth, and Father looks after me when I get into trouble, like coming to the police station, and he looks after me by cooking meals for me, and he always tells me the truth, which means that he loves me.
  　　
  　　But he was being stupid, too, because if you look at the pictures you can see that the fairies look just like fairies in old books and they have wings and dresses and tights and shoes, which is like aliens landing on earth and being like Daleks from Doctor Who or Imperial Stormtroopers from the Death Star in Star Wars or little green men like in cartoons of aliens.
  　　
  　　And this shows that sometimes people want to be stupid and they do not want to know the truth.
  　　
  　　When I went to school on Monday, Siobhan asked me why I had a bruise on the side of my face. I said that Father was angry and he had grabbed me so I had hit him and then we had a fight. Siobhan asked whether Father had hit me and I said I didn't know because I got very cross and it made my memory go strange. And then she asked if Father had hit me because he was angry. And I said he didn't hit me, he grabbed me, but he was angry. And Siobhan asked if he grabbed me hard, and I said that he had grabbed me hard. And Siobhan asked if I was frightened about going home, and I said I wasn't. And then she asked me if I wanted to talk about it anymore, and I said that I didn't. And then she said, "OK," and we didn't talk about it anymore, because grabbing is OK if it is on your arm or your shoulder when you are angry, but you can't grab someone's hair or their face. But hitting is not allowed, except if you are already in a fight with someone, then it is not so bad.
  　　
  　　Eventually scientists will discover something that explains ghosts, just like they discovered electricity, which explained lightning, and it might be something about people's brains, or something about the earth's magnetic field, or it might be some new force altogether. And then ghosts won't be mysteries. They will be like electricity and rainbows and nonstick frying pans. But sometimes a mystery isn't a mystery. And this is an example of a mystery which isn't a mystery.
  　　
  　　And it means that sometimes things are so complicated that it is impossible to predict what they are going to do next, but they are only obeying really simple rules. And it means that sometimes a whole population of frogs, or worms, or people, can die for no reason whatsoever, just because that is the way the numbers work.
  　　
  　　I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty. I went upstairs and sat in my room and watched the water falling in the street. It was falling so hard that it looked like white sparks (and this is a simile, too, not a metaphor).
  　　
  　　And it made me think how all the water in the world was connected, and this water had evaporated from the oceans somewhere in the middle of the Gulf of Mexico or Baffin Bay, and now it was falling in front of the house and it would drain away into the gutters and flow to a sewage station where it would be cleaned and then it would go into a river and go back into the ocean again.
  　　
  　　And I remember looking at the two of you and seeing you together and thinking how you were really differant with him. Much calmer. And you didn't shout at one another. And it made me so sad because it was like you didn't really need me at all. And somehow that was even worse than you and me arguing all the time because it was like I was invisible.
  　　
  　　I used to have dreams that everything would get better. Do you remember, you used to say that you wanted to be an astranaut? Well, I used to have dreams where you were an astranaut and you were on the television and I thought that's my son. I wonder what it is that you want to be now. Has it changed? Are you still doing maths? I hope you are.
  　　
  　　Then he put his hand on my shoulder and moved me onto my side and he said, "Oh Christ." But it didn't hurt when he touched me, like it normally does. I could see him touching me, like I was watching a film of what was happening in the room, but I could hardly feel his hand at all. It was just like the wind blowing against me.
  　　
  　　But I don't find this difficult now. Because I decided that it was a kind of puzzle, and if something is a puzzle there is always a way of solving it.
  　　
  　　And people are different from animals because they can have pictures on the screens in their heads of things which they are not looking at.
  　　
  　　Also people think they're not computers because they have feelings and computers don't have feelings. But feelings are just having a picture on the screen in your head of what is going to happen tomorrow or next year, or what might have happened instead of what did happen, and if it is a happy picture they smile and if it is a sad picture they cry.
  　　
  　　And when you look at the sky you know you are looking at stars which are hundreds and thousands of light-years away from you. And some of the stars don't even exist anymore because their light has taken so long to get to us that they are already dead, or they have exploded and collapsed into red dwarfs. And that makes you seem very small, and if you have difficult things in your life it is nice to think that they are what is called negligible, which means that they are so small you don't have to take them into account when you are calculating something.
  　　
  　　And when I am in a new place and there are lots of people there it is even harder because people are not like cows and flowers and grass and they can talk to you and do things that you don't expect, so you have to notice everything that is in the place, and also you have to notice things that might happen as well.
  　　
  　　And that is why I am good at chess and maths and logic, because most people are almost blind and they don't see most things and there is lots of spare capacity in their heads and it is filled with things which aren't connected and are silly, like, "I'm worried that I might have left the gas cooker on."
  　　
  　　but I turned round and I saw that he had gone now and I was scared again, so I tried to pretend I was playing a game on my computer and it was called Train to London and it was like Myst or The 11th Hour, and you had to solve lots of different problems to get to the next level, and I could turn it off at any time.
  　　
  　　but I pretended that they were just one of the Guarding Demons in Train to London and there was a train.
  　　
  　　I like timetables because I like to know when everything is going to happen.
  　　Because time is not like space. And when you put something down somewhere, like a protractor or a biscuit, you can have a map in your head to tell you where you have left it, but even if you don't have a map it will still be there because a map is a representation of things that actually exist so you can find the protractor or the biscuit again. And a timetable is a map of time, except that if you don't have a timetable time is not there like the landing and the garden and the route to school. Because time is only the relationship between the way different things change, like the earth going round the sun and atoms vibrating and clocks ticking and day and night and waking up and going to sleep, and it is like west or nor-nor-east, which won't exist when the earth stops existing and falls into the sun because it is only a relationship between the North Pole and the South Pole and everywhere else, like Mogadishu and Sunderland and Canberra. And it isn't a fixed relationship like the relationship between our house and Mrs. Shears's house, or like the relationship between 7 and 865, but it depends on how fast you are going relative to a specific point. And if you go off in a spaceship and you travel near the speed of light, you may come back and find that all your family is dead and you are still young and it will be the future but your clock will say that you have only been away for a few days or months.
  　　
  　　And this is a map of everything and everywhere, and the future is on the right and the past is on the left and the gradient of the line c is the speed of light, but we can't know about the things which happen in the shaded areas even though some of them have already happened, but when we get to f it will be possible to find out about things which happen in the lighter areas p and q. And this means that time is a mystery, and not even a thing, and no one has ever solved the puzzle of what time is, exactly. And so, if you get lost in time it is like being lost in a desert, except that you can't see the desert because it is not a thing. And this is why I like timetables, because they make sure you don't get lost in time.
  　　
  　　And that made me think that there must be millions of miles of train track in the world and they all go past houses and roads and rivers and fields, and that made me think how many people must be in the world and they all have houses and roads to travel on and cars and pets and clothes and they all eat lunch and go to bed and have names and this made my head hurt, too, so I closed my eyes again and did counting and groaning.
  　　
  　　People believe in God because the world is very complicated and they think it is very unlikely that anything as complicated as a flying squirrel or the human eye or a brain could happen by chance. But they should think logically and if they thought logically they would see that they can only ask this question because it has already happened and they exist. And there are billions of planets where there is no life, but there is no one on those planets with brains to notice. And it is like if everyone in the world was tossing coins eventually someone would get 5,698 heads in a row and they would think they were very special. But they wouldn't be because there would be millions of people who didn't get 5,698 heads.
  　　
  　　And these conditions are very rare, but they are possible, and they cause life. And it just happens. But it doesn't have to end up with rhinoceroses and human beings and whales. It could end up with anything. And, for example, some people say how can an eye happen by accident? Because an eye has to evolve from something else very like an eye and it doesn't just happen because of a genetic mistake, and what is the use of half an eye? But half an eye is very useful because half an eye means that an animal can see half of an animal that wants to eat it and get out of the way, and it will eat the animal that only has a third of an eye or 49% of an eye instead because it hasn't got out of the way quick enough, and the animal that is eaten won't have babies because it is dead. And 1% of an eye is better than no eye. And people who believe in God think God has put human beings on the earth because they think human beings are the best animal, but human beings are just an animal and they will evolve into another animal, and that animal will be cleverer and it will put human beings into a zoo, like we put chimpanzees and gorillas into a zoo. Or human beings will all catch a disease and die out or they will make too much pollution and kill themselves, and then there will only be insects in the world and they will be the best animal.
  　　
  　　And also, a thing is interesting because of thinking about it and not because of being new.
  　　
  　　And in the dream nearly everyone on the earth is dead, because they have caught a virus. But it's not like a normal virus. It's like a computer virus. And people catch it because of the meaning of something an infected person says and the meaning of what they do with their faces when they say it, which means that people can also get it from watching an infected person on television, which means that it spreads around the world really quickly. And when people get the virus they just sit on the sofa and do nothing and they don't eat or drink and so they die. But sometimes I have different versions of the dream, like when you can see two versions of a film, the ordinary one and the director's cut, like Blade Runner. And in some versions of the dream the virus makes them crash their cars or walk into the sea and drown, or jump into rivers, and I think that this version is better because then there aren't bodies of dead people everywhere. And eventually there is no one left in the world except people who don't look at other people's faces and who don't know what these pictures mean and these people are all special people like me. And they like being on their own and I hardly ever see them because they are like okapi in the jungle in the Congo, which are a kind of antelope and very shy and rare.
  　　
  　　And I go out of Father's house and I walk down the street, and it is very quiet even though it is the middle of the day and I can't hear any noise except birds singing and wind and sometimes buildings falling down in the distance, and if I stand very close to traffic lights I can hear a little click as the colors change.
  　　
  　　And I stand in the surf and it comes up and over my shoes. And I don't go swimming in case there are sharks. And I stand and look at the horizon and I take out my long metal ruler and I hold it up against the line between the sea and the sky and I demonstrate that the line is a curve and the earth is round. And the way the surf comes up and over my shoes and then goes down again is in a rhythm, like music or drumming.
  　　
  　　And when Mother and Mr. Shears argued I took the little radio from the kitchen and I went and sat in the spare room and I tuned it halfway between two stations so that all I could hear was white noise and I turned the volume up really loud and I held it against my ear and the sound filled my head and it hurt so that I couldn't feel any other sort of hurt, like the hurt in my chest, and I couldn't hear Mother and Mr. Shears arguing and I couldn't think about not doing my A level or the fact that there wasn't a garden at 451c Chapter Road, London NW2 5NG, or the fact that I couldn't see the stars.
  　　
  　　it was like pressing your thumbnail against a radiator when it's really hot and the pain starts and it makes you want to cry and the pain keeps hurting even when you take your thumb away from the radiator.
  　　
  　　And I said, "I want to do it," because I don't like it when I put things in my timetable and I have to take them out again, because when I do that it makes me feel sick.
  　　
  　　And that night, just after I got home, Father came back to the house and I screamed but Mother said she wouldn't let anything bad happen to me and I went into the garden and lay down and looked at the stars in the sky and made myself negligible. And when Father came out of the house he looked at me for a long time and then he punched the fence and made a hole in it and went away.
  　　
  　　And it's best if you know a good thing is going to happen, like an eclipse or getting a microscope for Christmas. And it's bad if you know a bad thing is going to happen, like having a filling or going to France. But I think it is worst if you don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing which is going to happen.
  　　
  　　So I sat on the sofa and he sat on the armchair and Mother was in the hallway and Father said, "Christopher, look. . . Things can't go on like this. I don't know about you, but this. . . this just hurts too much. You being in the house but refusing to talk to me. . . You have to learn to trust me. . . And I don't care how long it takes. . . If it's a minute one day and two minutes the next and three minutes the next and it takes years I don't care. Because this is important. This is more important than anything else."
  　　
  　　And I went to a bookshop with Mother and I bought a book called Further Maths for A Level and Father told Mrs. Gascoyne that I was going to take A-level further maths next year and she said "OK." And I am going to pass it and get an A grade. And in two years' time I am going to take A- level physics and get an A grade. And then, when I've done that, I am going to go to university in another town. And it doesn't have to be in London because I don't like London and there are universities in lots of places and not all of them are in big cities. And I can live in a flat with a garden and a proper toilet. And I can take Sandy and my books and my computer. And then I will get a First Class Honors degree and I will become a scientist. And I know I can do this because I went to London on my own, and because I solved the mystery of Who Killed Wellington? and I found my mother and I was brave and I wrote a book and that means I can do anything. 结尾这段话真的看得想哭...T T
  　　
•   　　At the beginning, I found this book a boring book. But even I do not know why I kept reading it. Now I think I made a really good decision. I became more and more interested in this book. I've started to understand a boy like Christopher. I like to join his live so much now. This is one of the best books that I have ever read! If I am going to discribe this book, I will say this is a sad but powerful book! Read it, then you will get lots of new things!
•   　　看完前两章，忽然有一瞬间的错觉，以为这些文字是自己写的。这种感觉不好分享，就是内心里有一种很大的欢喜。
  　　
  　　这样一个看似只适合儿童的读物，却有着它巨大的吸引力，这也得益于狗狗被杀这一神秘事件，包括母亲的信。从头到尾都不想着停下来，不知是努力想知道克里斯托弗坐火车的终点到底会是哪里，还是在盼望另一个神秘。
  　　
•   　　 磨蹭了一星期才看完的书，如果抛开别的不说，这本书最吸引我的只有书中的自闭症患儿的那些理性思考，可能我自己也是那种不太会顾及别人感受的那种自私的人，看这本书，就像看一本自己的病历。
  　　 其实我最想说的就是，有能力还是要看原版小说，这种翻译过来的舶来品，在一字一句中，就像一个幼稚园的孩子的流水账日记，这是我最不能忍受的。
  　　 相对于这本书所能带来的思想方面的理解和描绘，我觉得这本书之所以能畅销的某几个值得我仔细研究的方面就是，小说的写作角度和叙事手段。
  　　 这本书在我刚开始看时就发觉到章节的设置有暗示和伏笔，而刚开始主人公还没有去伦敦以前，他的叙事结构是穿插着的，也就是两条线交叉叙事，关于小狗死亡事件是每隔一章一个记叙，而中间穿插的是他自己对自己的世界的理解和分析。那些理性分析跟前后对比来言，是完全孤立的。但是这就像两条线，一前一后串成了他的人生，并在去伦敦的路上，终于成了一体。
  　　 还有一个方面，就是作者手下所虚构的这个人物，方方面面都有独特的描写，也就是，正是这种表面上类似于流水账一样的文字才能真正体现他内心对外界的冷漠和胆怯以及他那格格不入的内心世界。
  　　 这本书细节描写比较多，许多细节看似单调啰嗦，但同样离开这些细节，就体现不出主人公观察细致以及不懂怎样理解别人感受的自闭症性格。
  　　 这本书给人一种参与感，感觉上是和主人公一同成长的，也就是亲眼见证了全过程，里面多处间杂着老师对他的指导，在大脑中就会很不自觉形成出一个老师耐心指导他学会生活的画面。
  　　 以上是我想到的，看翻译版本觉得味同嚼蜡，就找点细节分析分析，其实前几分钟，我看了别人对它的英文版的书评引用的一段文字，才发现这个孩子写的故事，其实很有趣。
  　　 只不过我也才还是个孩子。
•   　　【假定你也已读了本书，因而我就不怕剧透，但也不多介绍内容了】
  　　
  　　近些年的书，热腾腾冒着geek范儿的好多，这里就有最杰出的一部：《深夜小狗事件》。故事说的是一个孤独的男孩，嗯，若我认为他只是一个普通的孤独男孩，也许就不敢专门写这个了（我手拙不敢献丑）。起码，在克里斯托弗（故事主角）身上，我是看到了好多的自己的阴暗影子。
  　　克里斯托弗是如此孤独的一个男孩，他也有着一般14岁男孩的标准性格——渴望独立，追求自由；不过他的梦里——哦不，他的眼里，世界又与别人是那样的不同。平常人是很难模仿的了，有谁会需要核对图表才能知道别人表情的意义呢？有谁会闲来无事清点周围事物的物理细节特性呢？有谁会对正在跟自己说话的人的每句话都用逻辑语句理解呢？——也许有，例如我，就是无法用一般口语逻辑与人对话的一类人，因此，多多少少就知道固中艰难。尤其因为克里斯托弗是作为数学神才而登场的，这是他开始到最后的身份，也将会是他一生的身份。
  　　
  　　想起之前某处也有议论过，蒋方舟MM的《控诉理科男》所描绘的，geek们的孤独之心。带有geek属性的我大胆说：我认为每个人在世上至少都是孤岛，只是geek的眼睛拒绝迷雾，因此提早发现了这一事实。（2011年有心理学家统计：“geek家庭自闭儿多”，而后有质疑声：“只是geek家庭幼儿受教育好，答题偏严谨”）
  　　这作为本书的读后感。
  　　
  　　至于本书的写作手法，超有geek范的，值得一学。实际也不难学，以后，我也可以来这么一份……哼哼……值得参考参考。
•   　　单看书名与书衣，很容易会把这本小说归入时下大卖的悬疑推理一类。
  　　读完全书之后，才晓得这个不长的故事，其实充溢着令人感动的真情。
  　　全书从患有自闭症的主人公的视角展开——
  　　母亲出走后，他在父亲以及学校老师的关爱保护下，享受着自己的城池。
  　　直到一桩神秘的小狗死亡事件发生，打破了原有的平静，令他的生活怀疑丛生……
  　　其实，所有误会都源于父母对于孩子的爱护，很难去讲谁对谁错。
  　　就像故事里的爸爸，一个被妻子抛弃了的男人，无论在多么极端的情况下也不愿打骂儿子，
  　　不止一处的文字里写到了爸爸落泪，我相信这些眼泪的名字，不叫脆弱。
  　　妈妈写来的几十封信件，以及后来为了儿子被男友抛弃的桥段，也让人读来为之喟叹，
  　　哪怕是迷途知返的母爱，也因真挚而动人，之前的过错又算得了什么呢？
  　　全书的文字都很朴实，却又顺理成章地一直吸引着阅读深入下去。
  　　值得一提的是章节的编排打破了常规数字顺序，真是耳目一新。
  　　讲述故事中间偶尔穿插的一些数学逻辑知识，也给追着情节看的我们，提供了喘气的间隙，挺有意思。
•   　　就好像一个刚诞生的小生命，怯生，于是对陌生的世界有点不信任，不愿意用小手去触摸那些不了解的事物，于是最远不过走到街角的杂货铺，而事实上你可以独自一人搭上一班去伦敦的火车。
  　　
  　　孩子的心事最纯洁最简单最天真的，但也同时是最难以捉摸的。小男孩很儒雅也很淘气，他的独白像极了我的童年所想，我也喜欢用数字来判定这一天是不是幸运的一天，比如我喜欢把路上遇到的车牌和班上同学的学号对应，喜欢喝水的时候分成18次因为18是我的幸运数字。我们的童年总是会出现一些奇妙的规律，来主宰我们小小天地里的秩序。
  　　
  　　然而作者应该是个很厉害的人，事实上他就是，作者马克.哈登是一个来自英国的作家插画家漫画家，1981年毕业于牛津大学，之后再爱丁堡大学获得了文学硕士学位。这本书超越了《哈利波特》荣登榜首，还一举夺得全球30多项文学大奖。作者最厉害的是，在这本书里用童眼的角度去描写一个充满童趣却赋予了极高逻辑性的故事，并且是一个写给孩子们看的勇敢的故事。它包含一些启发性的问题，比如在14页：“科学家们有很长一段时间都没办法解释，为何宇宙中有亿万颗恒星，夜晚的天空却仍旧一片漆黑。你所望向的每一个方向都有恒星，天空应该被星空照得雪亮才对，因为太空中没有什么物质能够阻挡这些光到达地球。”18页：
  　　“质数无法套用任何数学模式。我觉得直呼就像生命，它们非常有逻辑，但即使花上一辈子的时间去思考，你也无法找出其中的规律。”
  　　
  　　总之，一口气读完，还有点意犹未尽。
  　　
  　　
•   　　不为人父母，不曾体会父母的心。
  　　
  　　天底下许多初为人父或人母的人，在听到自己孩子第一声啼哭的时候首先想到的是：我要做爸爸或者我要做妈妈了，然后怀着欣喜的心情想像着：啊，我要给TA最好的生活，读最好的学校，让TA衣食无忧，让TA健康快乐的生活！
  　　
  　　是的，父母的爱，就是给予。
  　　
  　　书中爸爸面对克里斯托弗的许多行为，极大的克制着自己，不让自己的情绪流露出来，甚至克里斯托弗的妈妈离开他们时，他撒了谎，因为我相信，那样一种情况，他也许是真的不知道该怎么办？告诉儿子，儿子能理解吗？不告诉，儿子又会怎样想呢？那样纠结的心情，只有他自己体会到。
  　　
  　　克里斯托弗是极其认真的孩子，就像他自己说的一样：一旦对某件事产生了真正的兴趣，就会对周围一切视而不见、充耳不闻，连爸爸叫吃晚饭都听不见。他就是这么认真，认真的对待身边的事物，他不喜欢陌生人，不喜欢黄色和褐色，用红色车辆和黄色车辆的数量来区分那天是否是吉日，对事物观察细致，知道爸爸怎样上楼，车子发动时发动机的声音有何不同，几事喜欢找寻规律，喜欢按规律来办事，去到一个陌生的地方也是找寻规律，喜欢数学及天文。。。在常人看来，他是行为特殊的孩子，但其实只有我们自己知道，我们所谓的行为准则，未必就是正常的。所以他极其认真的对待撒谎这件事，当他知道一切真相，知道威灵顿是被爸爸杀死的，知道妈妈并没有死时，他的恐慌达到了极点，他害怕爸爸杀了他！
  　　
  　　看到这里，突然为爸爸感到伤心，爸爸将克里斯托弗从警局带回家时，警告他不要再管闲事，凌晨2：07分，克里斯托弗决定喝杯橙汁，看到爸爸坐在沙发上看斯诺克比赛，喝着威士忌，他在流泪。克里斯托夫问：你是在为威灵顿难过吗？爸爸盯着他看了很长时间，然后用鼻子吸了吸气，说：是的，克里斯托弗，你可以这么说，你完全可以这么说。
  　　
  　　克里斯托弗什么都没说，决定让他独自待一会儿，因为他觉得他难过的时候就想一个人待着，所以他以为爸爸也像他一样。
  　　
  　　爸爸流泪，是因为克里斯托夫不懂得他的情感吧，克里斯托弗的脑海中，一切事物皆有规律及逻辑，他理解的情绪也只有四种：高兴、难过、生气和专注。所以爸爸伤心了，因为他给克里斯托弗做饭，给他洗衣，每周末陪他，生病了照顾他，带他去看医生，每次担心他半夜出去游荡，每次他在学校打架就得去学校，可是这一切，克里斯托弗全都理解不了，他理解不了这是爱！
  　　
  　　人总是希望付出就有所回报，许多时候，在我们自己的日常生活中，每当你疲惫不堪的时候，回到家看到自己孩子天真无邪的笑容，就会觉得一天的劳累都不值什么，还有什么比孩子的笑更令人安慰呢？可是克里斯托弗给不了爸爸这些，特别是当爸爸独自一人承担着妻子离他而去的时候。。。
  　　
  　　最后，当克里斯托弗不再信任爸爸的时候，爸爸说：克里斯托弗。。。。。。我们不能再这么继续下去。我不知道你是什么感觉，但这。。。。。。这对我来说太痛苦。你明明在家却不肯跟我说话。。。。。。你必须试着相信我。。。。。。我不在乎要花多长时间。。。。。。即使今天一分钟，明天两分钟，后天三分钟，花上多少年我都不在乎。因为这很重要，比其他任何事情都重要。
  　　
  　　看到这里，泪如雨下。。。。。
  　　
  　　即使克里斯托弗从来不曾理解过他，但他一直都没有放弃啊！
  　　
  　　
•   　　 读完虽然不会回味良久，但是总有一两个情节让你久久不能忘怀，那么基本上这本书是值得一读的。
  　　
  　　 大人学小孩子说话是一件非常难做的事情。这本书是目前我读到的这类型的书中比较好的一本，还有就是《窗边的小豆豆》，也是很出彩的。
  　　
  　　 把他和鲁迅先生翻译的《小约翰》相比，虽然都是儿童书，但是题材完全不同。这一类型的书是否能吸引人的关键就在于作者的语言是不是真的和儿童一样。正因为这样，小约翰我看了一半就弃了，我觉得很大的原因是鲁迅先生翻译那么艰涩难懂，小孩子的天真烂漫全部没有表现出来，该书亦真亦幻的精髓全部消失了。
  　　
  　　 总之，一个15岁的特殊天才少年的一场所谓的探案和冒险，整本书看下来，能让我记下来的就是他伟大的父母，尤其是他的爸爸；以及那些我看到就自动忽略的各种唠唠叨叨的数字和数学题目。有人说这本书过分琐碎，其实是作为不是天才少年的我们，看书的时候受了那些数字的干扰，我看到一半的时候已经学会了选择性的忽略。
  　　
  　　 这个小朋友，真是nagging,talented,kind of super weird.
  　　
  　　
  　　
  　　
  　　
  　　以下是一些我觉得有意思的摘抄：
  　　
  　　“ 质数无法套用任何数学模式。我觉得质数就像生命。它们非常有逻辑，但即使花上一辈子的时间去思考，你也无法找出其中的规律。”（p17）
  　　
  　　
  　　
  　　 “基文思先生说我喜欢数学是因为它让我有安全感。他说我喜欢数学是因为数学意味着去解决问题，而这些问题虽然难却又很有意思，最后总会有一个明确的答案。他的意思是，数学和现实生活不一样，现实生活中没有明确的答案。我知道这是他的意思，因为他这么说过。”（P78）
  　　
  　　
  　　
  　　 “我回答：可是我不觉得伤心。因为妈妈已经死了，希尔斯先生也不住在附近了。我要是为了不真实或不存在的事伤心，那就太可笑了。”（p93）
  　　
  　　
  　　
  　　 “这说明人们有时候是自愿受骗，而并不想知道事实。
  　　
  　　 这也说明奥卡姆剃刀原理是正确的，爱卡姆剃刀原理和男人用来剃须的剃刀没有半点关系，它是一条法则：
  　　
  　　 Entia non sunt multiplicanda praeter necessitatem
  　　
  　　 这是拉丁文，意思是：
  　　
  　　 如无必要，勿增实体。
  　　
  　　 也就是说，谋杀案的凶手通常都和被害人认识，小精灵是用纸做的，人不能跟已死的人交谈 ”（p111）
  　　
  　　 【看到这的时候有些许的不明白，于是我去百度了奥卡姆剃刀的详细意思：
  　　
  　　 奥卡姆剃刀定律（Occam's Razor, Ockham'sRazor）又称“奥康的剃刀”。奥卡姆剃刀定律，是由14世纪逻辑学家、圣方济各会修士奥卡姆的威廉（William ofOccam，约1285年至1349年）提出。这个原理称为“如无必要，勿增实体”,即“简单有效原理”。（奥卡姆（Ockham）在英格兰的萨里郡，那是他出生的地方。他在《箴言书注》2卷15题说“切勿浪费较多东西去做用较少的东西同样可以做好的事情。”吸引我的部分在于它在现当代的应用，主要应用于“如果对于同一现象有两种不同的假说，我们应该采取比较简单的那一种。”】
  　　
  　　
  　　
  　　 “仰望星空时，我们知道这些星星距离我们成百上千光年，有些甚至已经不存在了。它们的光花了很长很长时间才到达地球，而在此期间，它们本身已经消失或爆炸瓦解成红矮星了。这些事实会让人觉得自己很渺小，如果在生活中遇到了困难，不妨想想这些，你就会明白什么叫微不足道，意思就是产生的影响可以忽略不计。”（p152）
  　　
  　　
  　　
•   　　《深夜小狗神秘事件》是本不错的书，但要看怎么去读，如果指望看到一个好故事，那么这显然不是一个非常精彩的故事。似乎这比较符合另一类作品：大学时，作为艺术类院校，其实大家接触最多的就是各种新奇的概念，通过各种方式来触发各自感受。比如其中我们接触到了安迪·沃霍尔的“神作”《帝国大厦》，这片子如果你去看，你会疯掉，但转念一想，确实有其存在的价值。从早到晚把摄影机对着帝国大厦的尖顶拍了8小时（实际是拍了6小时），没怎么动过摄影机。如果有人能真的看下来，会体会到很多东西，比如会感到无聊和空虚，进而开始思考自己为什么要看这电影，然后开始想自己是不是活在电影里，甚至怀疑这个世界是否存在，绝望等等。一个几乎没有改变的观察方式，反而使得人们会为此来思考很多东西。期待有改变，又不知道改变后会怎样，逐渐产生对现有状态的依赖，出现改变后又有所震惊或者恐慌，例如《帝国大厦》这片子里亮灯的那一瞬间给人带来的惊喜，打破长时间的沉寂，以及随后更加强烈的想离开但又担心会错过“更好”情节从而一直坚持几小时的复杂心态，是不是有点……患了“斯德哥尔摩综合症”的味道？虽然安迪拍这个东西可能更多的只是为了一种图式，一种心理学方面的“试验”。
  　　
  　　本书里的男主人公神经过于敏感，还有很多非常奇特的观察世界的方式，虽说是自闭症的孩子，但其实很多都是我们普通人的某些感受的放大。比如说判断吉日和凶日的方法，难道我们没有过？例如随意找一个什么东西，来个“点名点将点到哪个哪个就是XXX……”之类的靠随机事件来判断一天运气的方法，或者在方格本上写作业，由于太无聊而采用碰壁即转向的“弹球”写法。
  　　
  　　这样的孩子，怎么说呢？关键看你怎么对他，因为他有自己的世界，自己的节奏。顺毛摸就是个顺毛驴，怎么着都好，乖得要命；逆毛摸，就是个犟毛驴，怎么着都不好，怪的要命。
  　　
  　　所以，这本书……是一头未成年毛驴被各种摸毛后的自述。
•   　　活在自己的世界里，有自己对世界的理解和定义，你看着他，好像隔着高深的透明围墙，看得见他的行为，却不懂他的内心，他们是星星的孩子。他们看上去特别脆弱，没有你活不下去，可有时候也会有暴力倾向，做这样的孩子的父母，会觉得特别累特别有压力，而且似乎得不到回报。或许，正因为如此，这本《深夜小狗神秘习题》才更显得如此可贵，不是质数的章节排序，天才的数学证明有多酷，而是这样一个自闭男孩的成长是多么的了不起，在他不被人所了解的内心世界，其实是多么的丰富，多么单纯又坚强，这证明，或许在很多时候，是我们太不自我，活得太不诚实。
•   　　孤独的午后时分
  　　大概是在一个星期前的一个百无聊赖的下午，总觉的自己应该做点什么，就点开了心理认知学的网易公开课，第一节课是简略的介绍，老师向大家推荐了许多的图书，其中最后一本，就是《深夜小狗神秘事件》。我还记得当时的教授说这并不是一本传统意义上的心理学读物，而是作者以一个自闭者小孩的角度，观察世界，并记录生活的半自传体小说。抱着好奇的态度，我读了这本书。这是起因。
  　　不得不承认，我的智商不高，因此在整个阅读过程中，相对而言，有些吃力：因为我经常会弄不懂小孩的心理和谜题的奥秘，往往会陷入死胡同，而不能自拔地继续思考着他的理论，直到有一天我发现，他所谓的逻辑，只是个人的一种强烈偏好。
  　　这就好比社会，当一些团体或者组织设定了相应的规范或者制度需要遵守的时候，人们往往会主观意义上趋势自己服从这样的制度。而我，在读这本书的时候，也的确这样了。
  　　读到第97章的时候，我完全被这种逻辑束缚，仿佛一定要解开他的谜团，一定要按照他的逻辑思考，我被自己的想法所束缚了。
  　　当然，一本好书，是会产生这样的具有魔力的强烈代入感的。
  　　
  　　孤独的如厕者
  　　我往往会觉得，卫生间是最适合一个人看书消遣的。因为这里不仅仅可以有个绝不会被外人打扰、相对密闭的享受环境，同时也是身体最为放松的时候。我一直这样做，并且认为，那个时候的我，如果畅通无阻，当时那本手里的书一定会消化更多。这种行为就好像小主人公评判上吉日的标准一样，看似没有逻辑。
  　　那天，我在“熏陶”下陷入了一个没有答案的僵局：
  　　你亲眼看到的，就一定是真的么？
  　　嘴上说相信了，内心就真的会相信么？
  　　如果所有人都这样说，但都不这样想，那么真正的群体意识就被完全掩埋，人云亦云出现，所以第一个人的说法很重要。
  　　但是往往第一个人的说法会考虑到其他人的想法，因此他说的不一定是他想要表达的。如果此时有人站出来反对，也不一定是真的反对，也有可能是为了彰显差异性而刻意标新立异。
  　　那么，怎么区分人是不是在说真话呢？
  　　如果一个人相信自己说的假话是真话，那么他所说的假话是真话么？
  　　我有点想不通了。
  　　
•   　　　　这是一个与众不同的孩子的历险故事。他在数学方面天赋异禀，然而缺乏正常孩子的社会交往能力。幸运的是，爸妈都很爱他。不幸的是，这个残酷的现实社会，所给予他的生存空间如此有限。
  　　　　看的时候一直在想，我们在社会交往的过程里，究竟能够允许个人多大的自由。很多时候，我们需要得体的谎言，必要的遮掩来维护社会关系的正常。可是对于一个缺乏这方面能力的孩子呢，这时候就尤为需要来自他人的宽容与理解了。
  　　　　故事的发展令人心酸不已，能给予这个孩子爱与保护的双亲，却不得不始终处于爱与伤害的漩涡中，让人扼腕不已。他们必须适应两种规则，孩子自身的规则和社会环境的规则，始终夹在这种矛盾的中心，有些悲剧的发生也是难以避免的吧。最让人动容的也是那来自他们最毫无保留的爱，哪怕被孩子误解，被世人无视。
  　　　　不禁想起雨人，麦兜。他们都是善良而不识世故的孩子，行走在世间会被现实的锋芒刺伤，好在那有些爱，能够形成坚不可摧的防护。
  　　　　仔细想想，即使抛弃掉那些天赋才智，枉论感情能力的高低，每个孩子都已经是爸妈眼前不可取代的存在。我们所得到的所享受的，都是这个世界上极少不要求你给予等量回报的情感。这让人如何自知呢。
  　　　　如果可以选择自我的闪光点，我想，我更愿意是情感能力，而不是天赋才智。
•   　　书，是一本好书，不过书裙上的介绍和简介写得太，太，太那个什么和这本书不相称了。
  　　孩子不是缩小了的成人，
  　　每个人都是那么独特
  　　想法类似的人更容易互相理解
  　　想法不同的人该如何相处，尤其当你还非常爱他的时候。
  　　
•   　　花了好久终于看完了，真的希望最后他的爸爸和妈妈能在一起，但现实终归是现实。Love is so complicated such as the relationship bwtween his mum and dad, the relationship between his mum and her lover, his dad and Mrs.Shears and especially the relationship among the boy's famly members. At first, I love this boy, who is celever, while I am sacred as well as the feeling he scared his father in the end. And his good dream that almost everyone in the world died also frightened me.
  　　Hopefully, he will learn how to love or realise what is love when he was trying to learn how to trust his father.
•   　　本来是购给小女的书，但我先翻了翻。老天，这哪里是各类书评中推荐的青少年读物。
  　　以第一人称视角写的一本自闭小孩子的书，所以这不是一本儿童读物，这是心理学小说或精神分析类小说，绝对不适青少年。当然它是一本好书，我喜欢，但我不确定多大的孩子可以读。建议成年人读，当然，现在书都是卖给孩子们的。成年人都很忙，没空读。
•   　　我不会把它归为悬疑，正如没有人会把《小王子》归为悬疑一样。这是我近几年来读到的最好的书。此前的那些奖项和到处断货也许不说明什么。但，如果你对我们都曾经经历过的、星空图画般绚烂的、简单快乐的童年还有所向往，或者，你心底还有一块温柔和骄傲无人能够碰触的话，建议读此书。我很久没有对什么书“爱不释手”了直到它。读到一半的时候我已经决定把它和《小王子》《小飞侠彼得潘》放在一起。
•   　　其实还是挺喜欢读童书的，比如纯粹的童书《哈里波特》、《纳尼亚传奇》什么的，充满了淳朴单纯的善恶，Happy endings, 屏蔽一会儿成人世界的纠结与压力；对于“伪童书”我也有兴趣，当然一开始不知道是“伪”的，也当作童书那么开始了，直到读完以后才知道，不是给小孩子看的，如《小王子》、《穿条纹衣服的男孩》，还有这本《深夜小狗神秘事件》。对于这本书的定位，英国人的理解可能更加到位一些，因为这本书获得了2003年惠特布莱特（2006年起改为科斯塔奖）年度图书奖、小说奖而不是童书奖。当然这本书也得过一些儿童小说奖项，而其中文版也是被当做童书引进的。
  　　书的封面充满童趣，橙红色的封面，轻松的字体，一只很史努比式漫画的小狗。腰带上最大的一行字是“这就是孩子眼中真正的世界”。书中展现的世界确实是非常真实的孩子世界，但是却不是典型的孩子，而是一个自闭症的孩子。书中对于这一点没有明确指出，但是却又有或明或隐的线索。很明显的线索是故事的主人公15岁德克里斯托弗上的不是普通的学校，而是“特殊学校”，学校里有孩子会“脱掉裤子后，直接在厕所地板上大小便，还想去吃自己的大便”，“人们经常把我们学校的孩子称作蠢货、瘸子或者杂种”…… 而隐含的线索是克里斯托弗的性格、超能力和思维逻辑：他不愿意和任何陌生人有任何接触，不能忍受甚至是父母的拥抱，讨厌任何黄色和褐色的东西，对于黄色和褐色的食物必须要加红色食用色素后才愿意食用…他的超能力包括超强的记忆力（“知道世界上所有国家及其首都的名称，还知道7507以内所有的质数”），令人叹为观止的运算能力以及极端严密的观察；而他的思维逻辑是纯科学和理性的，他从不撒谎，只认事实，不能体会人的表情传达的情绪，不懂甚至鄙视大人们所谓的感情。这些都是非常典型的自闭症症状。
  　　从某种意义上讲，这个孩子的认知没有任何技术性错误，但是这不符合普遍的标准，因为人们认为人作为一种社会动物，缺乏所谓的“情商”被认为是不能生存的，这也就导致了主人公被划分到“特殊需要”人群。在这个极端甚至盲目强调“社会生存能力”、“处事技巧”的社会，人们追求的不再是事物的本质而是一些摸不着抓不住的实用片段。作者一定是对于这个世界越来越荒唐的处事方式和逻辑厌烦透了，才通过一个“只认实理”的自闭症孩子来证明，其实世界上大多数复杂的事情是可以通过承认和坚持事实来正确解决的。
  　　故事的情节并不复杂，克里斯托弗发现邻居家的小狗被杀，出于对于小狗的喜爱他锲而不舍地追查凶手，戳穿了父亲为了保护他而编造的谎言，进而追出了母亲失踪的秘密并找回了母亲。在完成这一系列复杂活动的过程中，他没有撒过一个谎，哪怕是善意的，也没有运用任何的“社会生存技巧”，甚至没有主动寻求过任何的帮助，而完全是用一个自闭症孩子的自闭逻辑完成的，而且是近乎圆满地完成了。这就证明事实逻辑是没有问题的，这是主人公，或者是作者对于这个虚伪世界最有力的嘲笑。
  　　书中甚至用自闭症逻辑解释了很多深奥的课题，如隐喻、宗教、时间、生态……都有理有据，没有任何破绽。而对于情感这桩主人公声称不存在的东西却在一系列真实得让人慎得慌的推理与平直叙述汇中贯穿了整个故事：父爱的隐忍与无奈，母爱的深沉与纠结，爱情的矛盾与苦涩，师长的体贴与智慧，这一切在克里斯托弗看来都是可以用真实的事情来描述的——感情是完全可以不要废话的。比起这个虚情泛滥、把“爱”挂在嘴上的世界，克里斯托弗充满推理和逻辑的世界反而更加温情安心。
  　　故事的附录是对一道平面几何题的完美论证，论证完毕，一切都圆满，母亲回来了，与父亲的裂痕在慢慢弥合，我——克里斯托弗证明了自己，也证明了生活不是像他们说的那样是一道用公里解不开的习题。从这种隐喻上来讲，五六年前本书老版本的名字《深夜小狗神秘习题》也未尝不是一种到位的解读。
  　　从我成人的角度看，这个故事太美、太细腻、太摄人心魄。我不知道从一个孩子的角度怎么看，是不是会别有一番风景呢？或许过几年读给孩子听听，看他怎么说。
  　　
  　　
•   　　暗自庆幸不是一本无病呻吟的书，不愧微博上的各种评价，《深夜小狗神秘事件》的确是本好书。隐约想起之前看的电影《雨人》。都是讲自闭症患者的。其实现实都有无以规避的苦楚，谁坚持自己多一点，谁爱人多一点，谁就赢了。就像平时对自己总是很宽容，沾染了不少世俗气，很难再回归一种单纯了。小男孩妈妈说他从不说谎，因为他是个好孩子。可小男孩说我从不说谎，因为我不知道如何说谎。他觉得人们很可笑，因为其实那就只是几颗星星，人们却说那是射手座、猎户座，你按不同的方式排列，我还可以说它是番茄座呢。刺人，可是事实不是么。小男孩说人们从来不会仔细地观察，人们只会说这是一片草原，有几只奶牛。可是他看到每头奶牛身上的花纹，看到多数奶牛都面朝上坡方向，有13种野花，远处还有多少座房子。所以他不能同时看太多新事物，听到太多声音，因为脑子会不够用。不能思考让他害怕。地铁、火车、商场，他的胸腔里像装又鼓胀的气球，会想吐。所以他呻吟来盖过耳机的噪音。可是在其他人看来这就是有问题。人们看到的是缩在墙角里乱叫的孩子，是拿着瑞士军刀狂野的暴力少年……世界永远是这样，永远都不缺乏看问题的角度。
  　　自闭症儿童通常都有某种出色的才能。因为专注，他们的想法有种透彻的清醒。我觉得不能强制所有人都去理解，毕竟这又不是1+1。你必须承认并容忍这个世界有狭隘、甚至肮脏，才会获许真善美。疾病也并非一种标准。其实在另一群人眼中，所谓的正常人才是不知所何的啥子。人们定义了太多东西，也去强求了很多。可就像信任一样，爸爸辛辛苦苦了多少年，小男孩还是因为他不可理解的一些事情而选择逃离。爱是多脆弱。
  　　看到爸爸长久地坐在房门外，小男孩用床顶住了房门，坚决不说话，会很心酸。在这个角度，他是个耐心、值得敬佩的父亲，可在另一个世界，他却永远都得不到救赎。
  　　自闭与否并不是关键，关键是我们是否能遵循自身世界的秩序，我们是否对自己忠诚。有时总会想起自己的爸爸。记得初中时有一次我在院里墙上写了一道物理题。然后爸一直提问我，记得当时我哭得翻云覆雨，因为我害怕。我想为什么不论怎样你都要考我，我怕答不上来挨骂。可是事后爸也很郁闷，他说他只是因为要电工考试，所以复习一下。其实他是不懂在问我。那一刻，我定了一下。我从来不懂为何偏见能如此深远而长久。可又是谁的错呢？这是世界，永远需要有人先迈一步，否则人与人之间只会是隔着亿万光年的银河，越离越远。计较爱的先后与多少，就不叫爱了。温柔的对人，也一定会被人温柔地对待；你若残忍，也终有一天被人残忍的对待。这世间有种冥冥中的公平，我选择相信。
•   非常感动，作者不是在塑造一个伟大的父亲，而是在写一个真实的爸爸。真的，爸爸不该杀掉威灵顿，他有错，他像克里斯托弗说谎，不让他见妈妈，他有错。可他是世界上最爱克里斯托弗的人，他承认自己的错误，用尽办法跟那个冷漠的孩子接触，想重新获得他的信任。
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