《The Daydreamer》是一本由Ian McEwan著作，Red Fox出版的Paperback图书，本书定价：GBP 5.99，页数：96，特精心从网络上整理的一些读者的读后感，希望对大家能有帮助。

　　《The Daydreamer》精选点评：

　　●小男孩的白日梦

　　●简单的笔触，意外的好看，故事很有意思。

　　●想当年我脑洞也这么大

　　●童年到成人的蜕变，究竟需要多少白日梦的洗礼呢？

　　●我跟书里的小男孩儿一样是个daydreamer

　　●写给大人的童书

　　●Finally grown up

　　●it is a good entry for IM，but it is too simple

　　●读书

　　●有时我希望我现在的生活就只是11岁的一场白日梦... 交换身躯的故事出现了两次，看来Ian McEwan写儿童书的想象力还是欠了点。最喜欢的还是The bully

　　《The Daydreamer》读后感(一)：你觉得我是个傻子。但我只是个白日梦者

　　虽然是些简单关于爱得文字，但还是高兴这是第一个我读得英文小说。Peter关于那些日常身边得白日梦是聪明得孩子所具有得能力，一个孩子得魅力在于那些白日梦不背枷锁，自由驰骋在浩瀚宇宙中，而这些白日梦却无时无刻不给与你爱得温暖，象是一个简单得提醒簿，所谓值得得意义在于我们如何构图每一件事，无论大小好坏，它得魅力一定是简单得，自由得，我们都想摆脱只是活着，都不理解其他不同于自己得事，但乐趣就在于变形得去发现美！这是部简单得小说，简单得我笑了，更坚信自己得追求。

　　《The Daydreamer》读后感(二)：给想象一个笔记本

　　一个人的白日梦笔记，所有人的梦幻童年

　　坐在教室一角，托着脑袋认真地发呆。

　　跟着作者的描述，印象中自己的童年影像与彼得多少有些重合。不同的是，彼得会给想象世界记下笔记。奇幻莫测的故事，古灵精怪的人物在纸上被重新赋予灵魂，让它显得比现实要更加真实。小时候我总觉得，幻想中的人物在另一个维度存在着，演绎着想象赋予的故事。但随着年龄增长，我们大多将幻想世界与现实切断，专注经营现实生活，而任由想象中的世界在另一个维度荒废。而很显然，作者在这点上是聪明的，七个简短的小故事，试图将想象与现实世界进行无缝对接。让两个世界相互给养、相互治愈。这种智慧令人称赞。

　　小说中，彼得最擅长的莫过于“换位想象”。通过换位，他能体验到猫的奇幻生活，更能理解生命是没有终结，不过是一场又一场的奇幻之旅；通过换位，他尝试以另一个角度看待校园小恶霸，更明白了看似强悍的对手，不过是与自己一样的常人；通过换位，他理解并接纳了自己曾经厌烦的宝宝、设想了自己成人后的未来。。。

　　小孩子的笔记，讲给大孩子的故事。梦想家彼得的故事让多少大孩子重新找到了自己呢？

　　《The Daydreamer》读后感(三)：A Book Report of The Daydreamer

　　When I first got the book, I disdained for reading it, to be honest. After all, I’m a college student and an adult now. Isn’t it a little childish for a 19-year-old girl to read a book designed for children？ And how can an adult writer understand the children’s world？ However, after reading a few pages, I found myself absorbed in Peter’s daydreams which are full of imagination.

　　The Daydreamer tells seven stories about a young boy, Peter Fortune, whose daydreams place him into various fantastic situations: a doll comes to life and rips his arm and leg, he discovers a vanishing cream, conquers a bully, fights with a burglar, transforms himself into a cat, a baby, and in the last chapter, a grown-up.

　　Almost all these daydreams will not translate into reality except the one about adult, which is a sad truth that we must accept. The adult world is not only boring in the book but also in real life. As is depicted in the book,” they went for swims--but never for longer than twenty minutes. They liked a game of volleyball, but only for half an hour or so.” The book makes me reflect on what we are losing in the process of growing up.

　　First, we are not as curious as we used to be. There was a time when everything seemed so magical to us. We wonder why the sky is blue. We wonder why the grass is green. But today, any adults who ask such questions will be teased, though they themselves don’t know the answers to the questions. The grown-ups become so hardened to all the natural phenomena around us that they don’t raise questions anymore. We never wonder how everything comes into being. We hardly try to figure out the reasons behind things, resulting in the lack of thinking and creativity. When having a math test, Peter’s mind wanders off into the largest number in the world. While we adults, on the contrary, would simply focus on finishing the test, nothing more. Curiosity, the essential quality in our life and also philosophy, is now neglected in our society. And philosopher, unfortunately, becomes an inadvisable occupation among grown-ups. How pitiful is that! Perhaps that’s why we should barely have great thinkers and inventors in this country with a large population.

　　econd, our imagination is being stifled. As we grow up, burdened with more responsibilities, we become more realistic. We don’t believe fairy tales any more. We are gradually losing the childlike innocence. I remember I used to draw a cat with wings, a pink horse, or other things that seem strange in real life. Sometimes, I dream about an alien dropping by and befriending with me, which is ridiculous to the adult me. I used to be capable of writing stories easily. But now I find myself stuck with words. How I wish I could regain my imagination! Just like Peter, a naïve and innocent boy, who always creates himself a magical world.

　　Third, we no longer have dreams. When we were little kids, we had all kinds of dreams. Someone might want to be a scientist. Someone hoped to design a building of his own. A girl might simply want to be a good mother. As time goes by, we lost ourselves and forgot our dreams. Living under much pressure, we may feel it impossible to realize our dreams, so we give in and follow others’ dreams to be a lawyer, a doctor or whatever seems “promising”. We get more and more confused about what it is that we truly desire. The book is a reminder that we should find out our own dreams. Once we do, our dreams will guide us to the future we hope for as long as we stick to them.

　　Get back to the book itself, I admire the author for writing such fascinating stories from a child’s perspective. Different from what I had expected, Ian McEwan does know the children’s world, which is respectable. On the other hand, the book has its disadvantages as well. The last chapter about the grown-ups is thought-provoking, but maybe a little serious for the kids to read. What’s more, three out of seven stories are about Peter transforming himself into something else. Isn’t it sort of monotonous？

　　All in all, it’s a book worth reading whether you are a child or an adult. If you are a kid, get ready for enjoying an adventure with Peter. If you are an adult, it reminds you of your childhood as fantastic as the story and helps pick up your curiosity, imagination and dreams.