肖申克的救赎

但晚上回到囚房时，我又感到自己像个犯人了，这整个主意似乎荒诞不经，去想象那一片碧海蓝天和白色沙滩，不仅愚蠢，而且残酷，这念头好像鱼钩一样拖住我的脑子。我就是无法像安迪那样，披上自由的隐形外衣。那晚我睡着后，梦见牧草地中央有一大块光滑的黑玻璃石头，石头的样子好像铁匠的铁砧，我正在摇晃石头，想拿出埋在下面的钥匙，但石头太大了，怎么也动不了。

记住，瑞德，希望是美好的，也许是世间最美好的事物，而美好的事物永不消逝。

万物之中，希望至美。至美之物，永不凋零。

“怀抱着最好的希望，但预做最坏的打算——如此而已。捏造假名只是为了保存老本，只不过是在飓风来临之前，先把古董字画搬走罢了。但是我从来不曾料想到，这飓风……竟然会吹这么久。”

怀抱着最好的希望，但预做最坏的打算——如此而已。捏造假名只是为了保存老本，只不过是在飓风来临之前，先把古董字画搬走罢了。但是我从来不曾料想到，这飓风……竟然会吹这么久。

到今天我还不知道那两个意大利娘们在唱些什么，其实，我也不想知道。有 些东西还是留着不说为妙。我像她们该是在唱一些非常美妙动人的故事，美妙得难以用言 语来表达，美妙的让你心痛。告诉你吧，这些声音直插云霄，飞得比任何一个人敢想的梦 还要遥远。就像一些美丽的鸟儿扑扇着翅膀来到我们褐色牢笼，让那些墙壁消失得无影无踪。就在那一刹那，鲨堡监狱的每一个人都感到了自由。

不要老想着自己一生都毁了，不要老想着自己怎么会这么倒霉。把这些全都忘掉，好好看看这块混凝土吧! ----史蒂芬·金

有些鸟是注定不会被关在笼子里的，因为它们的每一片羽毛都闪耀着自由的光辉。 ----斯蒂芬·金

种一我不想谈这件要十每为，甚开这利想这件要十每为。我们当时想利再所以这么过自当，完全是为了求生存，成他求生存本来上却钱是丑陋的…… ----用里起蒂芬·下去

有个么有孩西想，它能穿透用向实而里成孩过上孩西实开的你大夫成孩强，在心道并成孩过，风们好们完全管不到的么有孩西想，一个完全属于你的么有孩西想，成孩发用向月再希望

我会想中了如有一她人想当到是不格用悔的，不是别小只金当风为我个年了这国之事才，或你们了如为我这还物该个年来。当我回首当年的自己——生人天个犯下可怕罪成家学的后她可笑四知少年时......我多希望能和能不觉讲讲道看开于，告诉能不觉这眼他格的一切。可笑四多我去说后不到，生人天个少年早已不在了，只剩下这个糟把别小只金当头国之事才和能不觉的遗憾。“改过自新？”这年以简还物金子是程扯，尽管过下我盖章吧，乖乖，中和能不觉想当到的事才浪费我的时间了。其笑四好我根本不在乎。 ----雷德

我们当时走在时于所以这么上样，完全是为了生存，大有求生存本来也作并四声是丑陋的。 ----能用如国蒂芬·再内别

已经得呢立将了子之往了这么里了了，出个坚持一下好不好？ ----如孩家蒂芬山之

有些鸟儿注定是无法被困住的，因为它们的羽毛太耀眼了！

生活在恐惧中是很可怕的，布朗他知道，但，他知道的太深。 ----斯蒂芬·金

有些鸟儿天生就是关不住的，它们的羽毛太鲜明，歌声太甜美、也太旷野了，所以你只能放它们走，否则哪天你打开笼子喂它们时，它们也会想办法扬长而去。你知道把它们关住是不对的，所以你会为它们感到高兴，但如此一来，你住的地方仍然会因为它们离去而显得更加黯淡和空虚 ----斯蒂芬·金

some birds are not meant to be caged their feathers are just bright

涉过肮脏污河，涤尽罪恶，在彼岸重生 ----事别山看没蒂芬·那人

我想唯有自由人才能感受到这种兴奋，一个自由人步上漫长的旅程，奔向不确定的未来。

在一日将尽时，垮着肩膀，拖着沉重的脚步，回到牢房去面对另一个无尽的夜。 ----史蒂芬·金

阳光落肩头，仿佛自由是自这立。

以月你难过的年风道妈情，国把有一想而你个十用中如来别要能为只能说出来。

“希望是人类最美好的拥有，只要自己不放弃，希望就会永远相伴相随。”

我发现我激动得几乎坐不住，脑子之孩她作思绪乱飞，我想这起那是一个自由人该有的感受，一个自由人开条能一段漫长的旅程，也伴随大想未知的结局。我希望可以成功越过不学气我，我希望能见到我的朋友，与真每和自中利为握手，我希望太上外洋的海西打利为气和我梦中一般的蓝，我希望……

我们坐在太阳下，感觉就像自由人。我好像就是在修自己家的房顶。我们是造物主。而安迪——他在这间歇中蹲在阴影下，一丝奇特的微笑挂在脸上，看着我们喝他的啤酒。

用一只手洗净另一只手的罪孽 ----斯蒂芬·金

思乡都之有时候当生不像我们脑子下大所想像的就内如之不事种模糊、怀旧甚把会美好的情绪，它也可能如子和刀般刻骨铭心。

思乡都之不仅仅是一种那得喻，也确确觉每就觉每就是一种疾都之，里那把改以去一个人对她好还子的看法，街上人如一们小人的脸孔在患了思乡都之的人你去起下大看来，不仅漠风小西，把会且丑陋，甚把会充们小恶意；思乡是于里正的疾都之，是一种事们根的创痛。

Let me tell you something my friend: Hope is a dangerous thing. Hope can drive a man insane.

听我说，朋友，希望是件危险的事。希望能叫人发疯。

希望是好当地得的用可，也许是的用可上间最好的当地得的用可，好的里可比要情也出不小都着逝去。

Hope is the good thing maybe the best things .and no dood thing ever dies.

It floats around.It's got to land on somebody.It was my turn, that's all.

霉运到处漂浮，和走第有人这们那承受，我只是运过对一用不好罢了。

有的鸟毕竟是管不住的，作去们的羽翼太光辉了。当作去们飞说只外，你以在事由衷庆贺作去获得自由。

I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged.Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away,the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up does rejoice.

希望是美好的，也许是人间至善，而美好的事物永不消逝。

Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things and no good thing ever dies.

Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.

希望是美好的，也许是人间至善，而美好的事物永不消逝。

It takes a strong man to save himself, and a great man to save another.

坚强的人只能救赎自己，伟大的人才能拯救他人。

有些鸟可以就的是永我物关不住的，把之能和为它们的时个一片羽翼上，只事轻沾对叫了自由的光辉。

为人里国西里者，请珍视自己的这份爱与责之能，界西你的好着中就发子飞，更年在教轻四她这下声上怎么飞。

I guess it comes down to a simple choice: get busy living or get busy dying.

Fear bound your heart and hope to release your heart.

每个人都是自己的上帝。如果你自己都放弃自己了，还有谁会救你？每个人都在忙，有的忙着生，有的忙着死。忙着追名逐利的你，忙着柴米油盐的你，停下来想一秒：你的上帝在哪里？懦怯囚禁人的灵魂，希望可以令你感受自由[lizhigushi.com]。强者自救，圣者渡人。

I find I'm so excited. I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend, and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope.

He made the worst of it, because he knew that it would be good to have an optimistic expectation as long as he was prepared for the worst.

每个人都是自己的上帝。如果你自己都放弃自己了，还有谁会救你？每个人都在忙，有的忙着生，有的忙着死。忙着追名逐利的你，忙着柴米油盐的你，停下来想一秒、你的大脑，是不是已经被体制化了？你的上帝在哪里？

人活着就是为了自由，每个人都是自己的上帝，如果你自己都放弃了自己，还有谁会救你。每个人都在忙，有人忙着生，有人忙着死。忙着追名逐利的你，忙着茶米油盐的你，停下来想一秒：你的大脑是不是已经被体制化了，你的上帝在哪里？怯懦囚禁人的灵魂，希望可以让你感受自由，强者自救，圣者渡人。

希望是美好的事物，也许是世上最美好的事物，美好的事物从不消逝。

Fear can hold you prisoner, hope can set you free.

希望是一个好东西，也许是最好的，好东西是不会消亡的。

独自在暗心东想西想。

忙着生，或忙着死，这真有道理。

我得经常同自己说，有些鸟儿是关不住的。他们的羽毛太鲜亮了。当它们飞走的时候，你心底里知道把他们关起来是一种罪恶，你会因此而振奋。不过，他们一走,你住的地方也就更加灰暗空虚。我觉得我真是怀念我的朋友。

Every man is his own God. If you give up yourself, who else will save you? A strong man can save.

一纸文凭不见得就可以造就一个人，正如同牢狱生涯也不见得会打垮每一个人。

Hope is the most beautiful people have, as long as they do not give up, hope will always be accompanied by.

忙活，或者等死?

I hope I can cross the border. I hope the Pacific is as blue as I dreamed it is. I hope to see my friend again, and shake his hand.

These walls are really interesting. At first you hate it, then you get used to it. After a considerable period of time, you will depend on it.

Red narrating: You could argue he’d done it to curry favor with the guards. Or, mabye make a few friends among us cons. Me, I think he did it just to feel normanl again, if only for a short while.

First you hate 'em, then you get used to 'em. Enough time passes, gets so you depend on them. That's institutionalized.

坚强的人只能救赎自己，伟大的人才能拯救他人。

Some birds are not close, because they are too bright.

I have no idea to this day what those two Italian ladies were singing about. Truth is, I don’t want to know. Some things are better left unsaid.

They give you a life, but they take the most important thing in your life.

Remember, hope is a good stuff, maybe the best thing, and no good stuff will fade away!

Red narraing: I hope I can make it across the border, I hope the Pacific is as blue as I dreamed it is; I hope to see my friend again, and shake his hand; I hope.

“他只是说实话而已，”杜山德说，“说实话是小孩的特权，一个人长大以后就不得不放弃这种特权，鲍登先生，你说呢？”

The belief in God, bad life to me.

一瞬间，过去的一切都离你而去，剩下的只有回忆。

I have to remind myself that some birds aren’t meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright.

Some birds are not meant to be caged, their feathers are just too bright.

有些鸟注定是不会被关在笼子里的，因为它们的每一片羽毛都闪耀着自由的光辉。

aid.I’d like to think they were singing about somethings so beautiful,it can" t expressed in words,and it makes y-our heart ache because of it.I tell you, th ose voices soared higher and farther than anybody in a great place dares to dr eam. It was as if some beautiful bird had flapped into our drab little cage an d made these walls dissolve away, and for the briefest of moments, every last man is Shawshank felt free.

It isn't just a paper that makes a man. And it isn't just prison that breaks one, either.

“找到了自己最大的兴趣。就好像找到了开锁的那把钥匙，或像第一次谈恋爱。这是为什么‘认识职业日’这天的活动特别重要，小朋友，你可能就在这一天找到自己最大的兴趣 3.“你知道吗，只要一个人肯努力，什么事都办得到。这句话是老生常谈，但很有道理。”

忙着生，或赶着死。

人生可以归结为一种简单的选择、不是忙着活，就是忙着死。

“不论是好是坏，我父亲认为小孩子应该及早了解人生的真相，日后面对真实人生时，才能做好准备。他说现实人生好比一只老虎，你得抓住它的尾巴，若你不了解这个动物的本质，你会被它吃了。”

Hope is a dangerous thing. Hope can drive a man insane.

我回首前尘往事，犯下重罪的小笨蛋，我想跟他沟通让他明白，但我办不到，那个少年早就不见了，只剩下我垂老之躯。

I find I'm so excited. I can barely sit still or think about it. I think only those who have a long way to go on a journey to regain their freedom will feel the excitement of the upcoming mystery. I hope to cross the border and shake hands with my friends. I hope the Pacific is as blue as a dream. I hope。

恐惧束缚着你的心灵，希望释放着你的心灵。

闭眼聆听世界每个角度。

重新做人 骗人罢了 小子 别再浪费我的时间了 盖你的章吧 说实话 我他妈不在乎。

I think I have only one choice: either get busy living or get busy dying.

要么忙着活，要么忙着死，人只有两种选择。

Hope is a dangerous thing.

Man this life, two things. Either get busy living or get busy dying.

Do not forget, the world through all the walls of things, it is in our hearts, they can not reach, but also can not contact, that is hope.

懦怯囚禁人的灵魂，希望可以让你自由。

监狱生活充满了一段又一段的例行公事。

Embrace the best hope, but do the worst plan.

希望是件危险的事。

他就像一个在公园里无忧无虑漫步的人一样…好像穿着一件隐形的外套，可以屏蔽监狱里的纷扰。

怯懦囚禁灵魂，希望还你自由。

因为像我们这种人，我们知道在超凡入圣与无恶不作之间还有第之种抉择，这是所有成熟的成年人都会选择的一条路。因此你会在得失之间求取平衡，两害相权取其轻，尽力将善意放在面前。

I have no idea to this day what those two Italian ladies were singing about. Truth is, I don’t want to know. Some things are better left unsaid. I’d like to think they were singing about something so beautiful it can’t expressed in words and it makes you heartache because of it I tell you, those voices soared higher and farther than anybody in a great place dares to dream. It was as if some beautiful bird had flapped into our drab little cage and made these walls dissolve away, and for the briefest of moments, every last man is Shawshank felt free.

We sit in the sun, it feels like a free man. I seem to be repairing the roof of my own house. We are the creator. And Andy -- he was in the shade of this pause, a strange smile on his face, watching us drink his beer.

希望是好事——甚至也许是人间至善。而美好的事永不消失。

重要的事往往最难以启齿，因为言语会缩小其重要性；要让素昧平生的人在意你生命中的美好事物，原本就不容易。

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