书名：When We Were Orphans 我辈孤雏/上海孤儿
难度：Lexile蓝思阅读指数1030L
作者：Kazuo Ishiguro
出版社名称：Vintage 
出版时间：2001
语种： 英文
ISBN：9780375724404
商品尺寸：13.2 x 2 x 20.3 cm
包装：平装
页数：352

When We Were Orphans《我辈孤雏》，（又名《上海孤儿》），是诺贝尔文学奖得主石黑一雄的第五部长篇小说。小说以1937年被日军包围的上海为背景。当时整个世界都处在动荡不安之中，第二次世界大战一触即发。英国少年班克斯与父母生活在上海租界中，因父母离奇失踪而回到英国。多年后班克斯已成为英国上流社会有名的侦探，但他心中一直存着关于父母下落的谜。为了解开这一心结，他重新回到上海，在今日的战火与昨日的回忆中展开了调查，探寻父母失踪的真相。
石黑一雄用细腻的笔触刻画了战时上海英国租界中无忧无虑的生活，也从侧面反映了英国殖民者将自己置身世外、无视中国人民水深火热悲惨生活的虚伪形象，更是将日本军国残酷霸行真实客观地描述出来。

精彩书评：
“石黑一雄之抛弃现实主义并不是脱离现实，而是其反面。根据现行小说惯例的描述，现实乃是外在事实再加上内心独白。不过人们不再相信这些单独的实体。读者看的方式决定着所见之物。石黑一雄使得记忆、想象和梦幻水乳交融般无法分离，将读者带入被现实主义简单化的现实的迷宫。”——英国书评家约翰·卡瑞

“以其特有的表现手法，石黑一雄将难以言表的陌生化注入了一篇貌似经典的冒险故事。”——《华尔街日报》
From the winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature and author of the Booker Prize–winning novelThe Remains of the Day comes this stunning work of soaring imagination.
Born in early-twentieth-century Shanghai, Banks was orphaned at the age of nine after the separate disappearances of his parents. Now, more than twenty years later, he is a celebrated figure in London society; yet the investigative expertise that has garnered him fame has done little to illuminate the circumstances of his parents’ alleged kidnappings. Banks travels to the seething, labyrinthine city of his memory in hopes of solving the mystery of his own, painful past, only to find that war is ravaging Shanghai beyond recognition-and that his own recollections are proving as difficult to trust as the people around him.
Masterful, suspenseful and psychologically acute,When We Were Orphans offers a profound meditation on the shifting quality of memory, and the possibility of avenging one’s past.

Review
“Swift, compelling, moving, irresistible.” — The Baltimore Sun

“Goes much further than even The Remains of the Day in its examination of the roles we’ve had handed to us... His fullest achievement yet.” — The New York Times Book Review

“You seldom read a novel that so convinces you it is extending the possibilities of fiction.” — Sunday Times (London)

“Poignant...When We Were Orphans may well be Ishiguro’s most capacious book so far.” — Pico Iyer,The New York Review of Books

“[A]n imaginative work of surpassing intelligence and taste.” — Joyce Carol Oates,Times Literary Supplement

“With his characteristic finesse, Mr. Ishiguro infuses what seems like a classic adventure story with an ineffable tinge of strangeness.”  — The Wall Street Journal

英国伦敦，1930 年代。年少得志的克里斯托弗·班克斯是全英国闻名遐迩的大侦探，他的破案传奇早已在伦敦社交圈中口口相传。然而，多年来，一桩未解的悬案却久久地在名侦探的心头挥之不去，那便是儿时他生身父母在旧上海滩的离奇失踪案。“追逐着父母消逝的暗影”，我们的主人公从纸醉金迷的伦敦上流社会一路寻觅，终回到了侵华日军炮口下的上海。这绝非一次温存的归乡。在这座曾经车水马龙，如今遍地狼烟的城市中，等待着他的是一个黑暗的秘密，一个残酷的真相，而他那福尔摩斯式的童话人生也将如同他的儿时故乡一样，化作一片废墟……
Christopher Banks was born in Shanghai at the beginning of the twentieth century, and lived there relatively happyily until he was orphaned by the disappearances of his father and mother. Now, more than twenty years after leaving Shanghai, Banks is arenowned detective acelebrated figure in London society; yet the expertise that hasgarnered him fame has done little to illuminatethecircumstances of his parent’s alleged kidnappings.
Banks travels back to the seeting, labyrinthine city of his memory in hopes of recovering all he has lost. Butthe Sino-Japanese war is ravaging Shanghai beyond recognition-and that his own recollections are proving as difficult to trust as the people around him.

石黑一雄（Kazuo Ishiguro），日裔英国小说家，1954年生于日本长崎。1989年获得“布克奖”，与奈保尔、拉什迪并称“英国文坛移民三雄”。被英国皇室授勋为文学骑士，并获授法国艺术文学骑士勋章。
2017年，石黑一雄获得诺贝尔文学奖。瑞典学院给出的获奖理由为“石黑一雄的小说，以其巨大的情感力量，发掘了隐藏在我们与世界联系的幻觉之下的深渊。”
石黑一雄文体以细腻优美著称，几乎每部小说都被提名或得奖，其作品已被翻译成二十八种语言。
虽然拥有日本和英国双重的文化背景，但石黑一雄却是极为少数的、不专以移民或是国族认同作为小说题材的亚裔作家之一。他致力于写出一本对于生活在任何一个文化背景之下的人们，都能够产生意义的小说。于是，石黑一雄的每一本小说几乎都在开创一个新的格局，横跨了欧洲的贵族文化、现代中国、日本，乃至于1990年代晚期的英国生物科技实验，而屡屡给读者带来耳目一新的惊喜。
石黑一雄的出版作品如下：1982年《群山淡景》（A Pale View of Hills）， 获得“英国皇家学会”（Royal Society of Literature）温尼弗雷德．霍尔比奖（Winifred Holtby Prize）。1986年《浮世画家》（An Artist of the Floating World），获英国及爱尔兰图书协会颁发的“惠特布莱德”年度小说奖（Whitbread Book of the Year Award）和英国布克奖（Booker Prize）的提名。1989年《长日留痕》（The Remains of the Day），荣获英国布克奖，并荣登《出版家周刊》的畅销排行榜。1995年《无可慰藉》（The Unconsoled）赢得了“契尔特纳姆”文学艺术奖（Cheltenham Prize）。2000年《我辈孤雏》（When We Were Orphans），再次获得布克奖提名。2005年《别让我走》（Never Let Me Go），也入围了布克奖后决选名单，并获全世界文学奖奖金zui高的“欧洲小说奖”（European Novel Award）。2009年短篇故事集《夜曲》（Nocturne）。2015年，睽违十年后推出长篇小说《被掩埋的巨人》，再度席卷欧美与亚洲书市。
Kazuo Ishiguro is the 2017 winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature. His work has been translated into more than 40 languages. BothThe Remains of the Day andNever Let Me Go have sold more than 1 million copies, and both were adapted into highly acclaimed films. Ishiguro’s other work includesThe Buried Giant,Nocturnes,A Pale View of the Hills, andAn Artist of the Floating World.

Chapter One
It was the summer of 1923, the summer I came down from Cambridge, when despite my aunt’s wishes that I return to Shropshire, I decided my future lay in the capital and took up a small flat at Number 14b Bedford Gardens in Kensington. I remember it now as the most wonderful of summers. After years of being surrounded by fellows, both at school and at Cambridge, I took great pleasure in my own company. I enjoyed the London parks, the quiet of the Reading Room at the British Museum; I indulged entire afternoons strolling the streets of Kensington, outlining to myself plans for my future, pausing once in a while to admire how here in England, even in the midst of such a great city, creepers and ivy are to be found clinging to the fronts of fine houses.
It was on one such leisurely walk that I encountered quite by chance an old schoolfriend, James Osbourne, and discovering him to be a neighbour, suggested he call on me when he was next passing. Although at that point I had yet to receive a single visitor in my rooms, I issued my invitation with confidence, having chosen the premises with some care. The rent was not high, but my landlady had furnished the place in a tasteful manner that evoked an unhurried Victorian past; the drawing room, which received plenty of sun throughout the first half of the day, contained an ageing sofa as well as two snug armchairs, an antique sideboard and an oak bookcase filled with crumbling encyclopaedias — all of which I was convinced would win the approval of any visitor. Moreover, almost immediately upon taking the rooms, I had walked over to Knightsbridge and acquired there a Queen Anne tea service, several packets of fine teas, and a large tin of biscuits. So when Osbourne did happen along one morning a few days later, I was able to serve out the refreshments with an assurance that never once permitted him to suppose he was my first guest.
For the first fifteen minutes or so, Osbourne moved restlessly around my drawing room, complimenting me on the premises, examining this and that, looking regularly out of the windows to exclaim at whatever was going on below. Eventually he flopped down into the sofa, and we were able to exchange news — our own and that of old schoolfriends. I remember we spent a little time discussing the activities of the workers’ unions, before embarking on a long and enjoyable debate on German philosophy, which enabled us to display to one another the intellectual prowess we each had gained at our respective universities. Then Osbourne rose and began his pacing again, pronouncing as he did so upon his various plans for the future.