《The Return of the King》是一本由J. R. R. Tolkien著作，HarperCollins出版的Paperback图书，本书定价：GBP 7.99，页数：624，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 Return of the King》精选点评：
●书很好，希望我能静下心来读第二遍。
●教授对法拉米尔殿才是真爱啊，各种苏
●Still round the corner there may wait, A new road or a secret gate; And though I oft have passed them by, A day will come at last when I, Shall take the hidden paths that run, West of the moon, east of the sun.
●Epic, engrossing, nonetheless certain portions appear drab.
●三本看完后，基本已经飞仙了，嗯，flawless masterpiece,highly recommended.
●完全是被4个霍比特人的视角感动到的.国王战士巫师精灵都成了配角.魔王就是个打酱油的.
●最后一部略冗长。还是更喜欢托老的the hobbit，真真的短小精悍引人入胜！
●my beloved
●结局的方式好特（rong）别（chang）....
●所以说死亡是一如送给人类的礼物 所有的爱恨都在人们死后跟随灵魂离开了阿尔达 而精灵们或带着悲痛的回忆永居阿门洲 或怀着破碎的心长留中洲土地
《The Return of the King》读后感(一)：碎碎念
语言好美，读起来是有韵律的。
Rule Ring象征的是什么？也许是一种绝对的权力，人人渴望它，但是拥有了之后就会带来毁灭。为什么霍比特人不会被权力腐蚀呢？那是因为他们也许是Lord of Ring这个世界里最没有权力欲的物种了，他们享受着世俗的美好生活，不想着去统治他人，所以Bilbo， Frodo和Sam都可以成为Ring Bear，而Gandalf， Aragon都不可以。
很喜欢Aragon, the King of Man。为什么其他人会喜欢Legolas呢。
这是一部没有什么女人的故事，三部曲下来也就出现了Aragan 和 Arwen Evenstar, Faramir和The Lady of Rohan, Sam和 Rose，不过故事好棒。
《The Return of the King》读后感(二)：托老偏爱哈比人
嗯 花了三个月把魔戒三部曲原版看完 最后看到appendix真是越来越佩服托老了，上下8千年完全架空一个他想象出的世界，大的背景如宇宙和中土世界的创造，故事和史诗般的战争，天使，精灵，人类，哈比人，矮人，妖精，奥克，独立的种族发展故事或者各种相互交错的故事，小到每个种族和每一代国王的家族谱，生平介绍，天哪，名字和故事多得数不剩数，还有自创的精灵语~ 还有很多故事没完大概是作者的遗憾也是读者的遗憾吧
其实我觉得托老是很偏爱哈比人的，哈比人的世界甚至都没有国王，就算有也是各过各的，不会过度干预平民，高度平民自治化，也几乎没有发生过战争，最大的魔戒之战哈比人的世界也只是被萨鲁曼的恶棍们统治而已，相比Rohan和Gondor，还是矮人的命运，哈比人真是太幸福了，他们勤快又富有，还很会享受生活，乐观向上，大笑，动不动唱歌，体质好(被戒灵伤了能恢复的贼快）住着底袋洞，有花园，一日五餐，邻里和睦。
整个魔戒感觉都是围绕着四个哈比人为线索展开来，从第一部Rivendell远征队9人出发，到第二三部分成两对，一对队Frodo&Sam去Mordor的火山毁灭戒指，,另一队Pipin,Merry和人皇精灵和矮人，由于俩哈比人被半兽人掳走，三人狂追到了Rohan，赶上黑暗魔君围剿Rohirim，Pipin小子瞎看水晶球被干豆腐带去Gondor，又赶上黑暗魔君的狂撕，打完black gate最后一站大家最后回到白城，休息够了后一路返回Shire，家乡保卫战的几百人有刀有剑有武器的战争中，哈比人才死了三个，相比恶棍死了70多个，作者真是太爱护Shire了。
Frodo把书写完后把所有的一切包括底袋洞都给了Sam，然后去了海外仙境，Sam也一直被爱戴选为Mayor，等妻子Rose死后也去了仙境，Merry和Pipin也一直是自己族的领导，死后都被葬在了人皇旁边...都是一生的荣耀~
四个哈比人中我最喜欢的是Pipin,四人当中最可爱机智也是最爱闯祸的一个,印象最深的就是Fangorn森林那一段，俩人被折磨的要死，从半兽人手中逃进危险重重的森林，俩人一路欢乐地说笑，就好像之前的痛苦都给忘光了，哈哈，真不知怎么说他们好。
Arwen的结局真是令人好唏嘘，人皇死后，她一个人跑去荒芜的Lorien孤独致死，那一段看了好几遍，每次都忍不住哭，电影里处理得更好，随故事穿插~不明白为啥Arwen最后不回仙境，人皇死了还有老爸和哥哥们啊，不至于是不让回吧，书里说Frodo的那一艘船是最后一个，但是后来sam去了，Legolas也去了啊，我觉得Legolas为嘛不把Arwen带着，太心疼她了~
Legolas和Gimli那一对也是活宝，我一直在想托老是不是想写一对gay来着啊，这great frienship好像忒过了吧，两人一直同骑一匹马，战后看完gimli心心念念的Helm's Deep后一起离开大部队去看精灵王子一直想去的森林，其实Gimli是很怕森林的，而Helm's Deep王子也并不喜欢，都互相迁就哇，最后都住在了Ithenlien~人皇死后精灵王子最后还是去了海外仙境，传说是带着Gimli一起去的，哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈，突然觉得这里真的是好神奇的一对儿~
戒指最后是Gollum不小心掉进去了火山，我只能说这是巧合也是命运的刻意安排吧!
还有精灵宝钻 胡林的儿女 露西与贝伦... 慢慢读，慢慢享受和研究金老创造的神奇世界~
《The Return of the King》读后感(三)：“Ónen i-Estel Edain, ú-chebin estel anim（我将希望留给杜内丹人，自己则毫无保留）。
還記得十年前的假期，我在外婆家的大床上躺著看完了最後幾章的ROK，不解，顫抖與一絲莫名的觸動。
他是個好結局啊，索隆的魔力和邪惡隨著魔戒之王在my precious的喃喃自語中熔化在巴拉丁山的熔岩里，中洲和平了，國王歸來了，白樹開花了啊。
但是爲什麽我還要看到那高貴無比的白袍薩茹曼淪落為破衫破履的薩基如同兒童一樣毀掉夏爾和自己，我要看到魔戒攜帶者滿懷憂傷不得不從灰港起航西去，我要看到愛隆王見證露西恩和貝倫的悲劇再次上演？
結尾里那段關於艾文和阿拉貢在王者逝去時的對話我一直記得，那首詩，那段對話。
【“长庚星夫人啊，世间最美的女子，我的至爱：我的世界终究是开始褪去了颜色。看吧！我们积累过、消耗过，现在偿付的时刻近了。”
阿尔温十分清楚他意欲为何，对这一天她早有预料；但她依然哀伤难抑，说：“那么陛下，难道你大限未到，就要抛下你的人民吗？他们都听命于你啊。”
“并不是我大限未到。”他答道。“倘若我现在不走，很快我也必定是不得不走。而且，我们的儿子埃尔达利翁已经完全长大成人，能够继承王位了。”
于是，阿拉贡去了幽街的国王陵园，躺到了那张为他备好的狭长床上。在那里，他向埃尔达利翁告别，将冈多的带翼王冠和阿诺的权杖交到了儿子手里，之后众人离去，只剩下阿尔温独自守在他床旁。纵是她睿智过人、血统高贵，仍忍不住恳求他再作暂留。她尚未厌倦自己的生命，于是品尝到了当初选择凡人命运的苦果。
“乌多米尔夫人啊，”阿拉贡说，“这个时刻确实残酷。埃尔隆德的花园如今杳无人迹，但早在那一天我们相遇在那里的白桦林中，这就已注定；而在凯林安姆洛斯山上，当我们既摒弃了阴影、又放弃了暮色，我们就接受了如此宿命。我的至爱啊，你仔细想想，问问你是否当真要我等到老朽昏庸、摔下高贵王座？不，夫人，我是努美诺尔人的末裔，是古老时代的最后一位国王。赋予我的，不只是三倍于中洲人类的寿命，还有自行选择离去、归还礼物的恩典。因此，现在我要安息了。
“我不对你出言安慰，因为如斯痛苦，世界的限制中不存在安慰。你面对的是最后的选择：要么反悔，前往灰港，带着关于我们共度岁月的回忆西去，这回忆将在那里长存，但永远止于回忆；要么忍受人类的宿命。”
“不，我亲爱的陛下。”她说。“那个选择早已结束。如今没有航船还会载我西去，不管我情愿与否，都必须忍受人类的宿命：逝去，和静默。可是，努美诺尔人的国王啊，我要对你说：直到今日，我才理解你族人的传说和他们的堕落。我曾鄙视他们，当他们是恶人蠢货，但到头来，我怜悯他们。倘若死亡当真如埃尔达所说，是万物之主赠给人类的礼物，那这份礼物真是难以接受。”
“看似如此，”他说。“但是，我们过去摒弃了魔影和至尊魔戒，不要败于最后的考验。我们必须离去，——悲伤，但不绝望。看吧！我们不是永远禁锢在世界限制之中，而限制之外，绝不只是回忆。别了！”
“埃斯特尔，埃斯特尔！”她失声喊道，他随即握住她的手亲吻，就在这时陷入了长眠。接着他呈现出一种惊人的美，后来前去那里的人，见他无不惊叹；因他们面前，浑然融为一体的，是他年轻时的俊美，壮年时的骁勇和老年时的睿智与尊严。他在那里长眠许久，正是世界剧变之前人类诸王荣光显赫的辉煌缩影。
但阿尔温离开了陵园，她眼中的光采熄灭了。在她的人民看来，她变得了无生气，冰冷灰暗好似冬日不见星辰的傍晚。接着她与埃尔达利翁、与她的女儿们，以及她关爱过的所有人一一告别，便离开米纳思蒂里斯的城邦去了萝林的故土，独自住在那里凋敝的林中，直到冬天来临。盖拉德丽尔已西去，凯利博恩也已不在，那片土地一片沉寂。
最终当蔓蓉树叶飘落、春天尚未到来，阿尔温长眠在凯林安姆洛斯山上。那是她绿色的坟茔，直到沧海桑田，她的全部生平都被后人彻底忘却，而伊莱纳花与妮芙蕾迪尔花再也没有在大海东边绽放。】
會感傷起來不是麼，那種美，那種唯有在諾爾多精靈身上才有的美，就這樣消逝了。
用美終結了惡之後的世界，又有什麽意思呢？
《The Return of the King》读后感(四)：Legolas
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Legolas stood before the gate and turned his bright eyes away north and east, and his fair face was troubled.
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quot;I also will come," said Legolas, "for I do not fear the Dead."
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The Company halted, and there was not a heart among them that did not quail, unless it were the heart of Legolas of the Elves, for whom the ghosts of Men have no terror.
ut Arod, the horse of Rohan, refused the way, and he stood sweating and trembling in a fear that was grievous to see. Then Legolas laid his hand on his eyes and sang some words that went soft in the gloom, until he suffered himself to be led, and Legolas passed in.
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Legolas turning to speak to Gimli looked back and the Dwarf saw before his face the glitter in the Elf's bright eyes.
quot;The Dead are following," said Legolas. "I see shapes of Men and of horses, and pale banners like shreds of cloud, and spears like winter-thickets on a misty night. The Dead are following."
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Together the Elf and the Dwarf entered Minas Tirith, and folk that saw them pass marvelled to see such companions; for Legolas was fair of face beyond the measure of Men, and he sang an elven-song in a clear voice as he walked in the morning.
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quot;Look!" he cried. "Gulls! They are flying far inland. A wonder they are to me and a trouble to my heart. Never in all my life had I met them, until we came to Pelargir, and there I heard them crying in the air as we rode to the battle of the ships. Then I stood still, forgetting war in Middle-earth; for their wailing voices spoke to me of the Sea. The Sea! Alas! I have not yet beheld it. But deep in the hearts of all my kindred lies the sea-longing, which it is perilous to stir. Alas! for the gulls. No peace shall I have again under beech or under elm."
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(Gimli) "For my part, like Merry, I wish that with our victory the war was now over. Yet whatever is still to do, I hope to have a part in it, for the honour of the folk of the Lonely Mountain."
quot;And I for the folk of the Great Wood," said Legolas, "and for the love of the Lord of the White Tree."
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(An Orc) "first they say it's a great Elf in bright armour."
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quot;And I," said Legolas, "shall walk in the woods of this fair land, which is rest enough. In days to come, if my Elven-lord allows, some of our folk shall remove hither; and when we come it shall be blessed, for a while. For a wile: a month, a life, a hundred years of Men. But Anduin is near, and Anduin leads down to the Sea. To the Sea!
To the Sea, to the Sea! The white gulls are crying,
The wind is blowing, and the white foam is flying.
West, west away, the round sun is falling.
Grey ship, grey ship, do you hear them calling.
The voices of my people that have gone before me？
I will leave, I will leave the woods that bore me;
For our days are ending and our years failing.
I will pass the wide waters lonely sailing.
Lone are the waves on the Last Shore falling,
weet are the waves on the Last Isle calling,
In Eressla, in Elveshome that no man can discover,
Where the leaves fall not: land of my people for ever!"
And so singing Legolas went away down the hill.
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Then Legolas repaid his promise to Gimli and went with him to the Glittering Caves; and when they returned he was silent, and would say only that Gimli alone could find fit words to speak of them. "And never before has a Dwarf claimed a victory over an Elf in a contest of words," said he. "Now let therefore let us go to Fangorn and set the score right!"
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ut all save Legolas said that they must now take their leave and depart either south or west. "Come, Gimli!" said Legolas. "Now by Fangorn's leave l will visit the deep places of the Entwood and see such trees as are nowhere else to be found in Middle-earth. You shall come with me and keep your word; and thus we will journey on together to our own lands in Mirkwood and beyond." To this Gimli agreed, though with no great delight, it seemed.
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Legolas his friend also brought south Elves out of Greenwood, and they dwelt in Ithilien, and it became once again the fairest country in all the westlands.
ut when King Elessar gave up his life Legolas followed at last the desire of his heart and sailed over Sea.
We have heard that Legolas took Gimli Gloin's son with him because of their great friendship, greater than any that has been between Elf and Dwarf.
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Then Legolas built a grey ship in Ithilien, and sailed down Anduin and so over Sea; and with him, it is said, with Gimli the Dwarf. And when that ship passed an end was come in Middle-earth of the Fellowship of the Ring.
《The Return of the King》读后感(五)：There and back again. The legend of “the Lord of the Rings”
Theme : fate, evil and good, conflict, responsibility ,growth, faith, journey, nostalgia, friendship
The story is written in English; so I decided that English, no matter how poorly I command it, should this review be written in.
Where to begin？ I can almost imagine the immense difficulty Bilbo and Frodo faced when they were trying to compile the red book. And instead of the writerblock of those who create fantasy based on their bleak daily life, they face another sort of obstacle in their writing. They have gone through so many stories; there are so many to tell that they do not know which one to start. Where to begin for such a glandulous journey so rich, so deep and so beautifully written.
erhaps, from “journey” I should start with. Journey is one of the most prominent themes of the entire trilogy. Or it can be even dated back to the “prologue “-- “the Hobbits”, when Bilbo set off from complacent Shire. The fellowship shared a physical journey; from east to the west, a journey crosses the entire landscape of the middle earth, of which Tolkien never tired of pumping in delicately woven and, quite often found by unfavourable readers, meticulous details From unconquerable mountains to untameable rivers, from stygian Moria mines to sunlit Lothlorien and Rivendell, that reminds us of a memory of lost paradise. Unique species and folks are found in their own realms. Each has their distinguished appearance, language, customs and retrievable history. From Tolkien’s untiring deｓｃｒｉｐｔion, one can see, and even hear or feel a brave new world unfold in front her eyes, provided that the reader has a rather good sense of direction, a competent amount of vocabularies, and the ability to visualise of course. All these made the reading experience extremely enchanting and enthralling. (I am pretty sure they have lessened the workload of ｓｃｒｉｐｔ writers for the movies too.) More importantly, they add up to a rare sense of realism of such a fantasy fiction. Few modern fantasy writers can surpass the achievement of Tolkien in terms of his world view; both on a micro and a macro prospective, taken care of with unbelievable rigour.
However, the story is certainly more than just an adventure of physical excitement. It is also a journey of countless setbacks and perils, a journey of heart. And there is probably more to sympathise with for an ordinary read like me within all these struggles of mind, these loves and hates, these hopes and despairs, than the technical mastery of linguistic and historical intelligence of the writer. (You know that I am referring to the Quenya language and the folklore, don’t you？ ) The actual journey has hence become a symbolic image that represents the life itself. And this is the part where fate, evil and good, conflict, responsibility, growth, nostalgia and all the tags that you may wish to associate with the book may came in.
As a wayfarer myself, I would like to talk about nostalgia before all. There are two types of nostalgia in LOTR. One is, again, the more apparent one, the homesickness of a traveller. Another is often seen in a modern dweller after the industrial revolution, a wistful outlook on life before the mechanics became so prevalent in our life. Shire represents the hometown of both types of nostalgias. It is both the sweet home for the hobbits, and an idea idyllic farming village. Similarly, Hobbits symbolise both children and the innocence of mankind.
tarting with the pure nostalgia itself, Home is the place to return to by definition. Many leave their home in a wish to come back better or to make their home better. That is also the case for our little Hobbits, though it is not completely their initial intention. However, the further you go, the more you start to fret about what would happen at home. You worry that what you are doing cannot protect your home at all because you do not know what is happening there. Even with communication being so convenient today, you still cannot know well enough once you are out of the place, least to say the Hobbits in the book. You start to worry that home will change, in a negative way, but often forgetting that you have changed much yourself too. This can be seen most evidently when Frodo and Sam were amongst the most perilous part of their journey, right there into Mordor. And when one finally do get back, with all the wistfulness to find familiarity again after tired of unpredictability of the journey, the result is often disappointing. The place once so familiar may inevitably become strange to you, even if it has stayed much the same.(which is not so much of the case in the book anyway) Uncanny, in German they call it; home but quite unlike home, one of the most frightening things that can happen, lying deep in our brains and nerves. And that is the extreme form of nostalgia. Even you have finally made it back physically, you dire wish can never be fulfilled. Luckily, Tolkien was not cruel enough to make this happen, at least not so except for poor Mr. Frodo. As a firm preacher of “hope”, he did not “kill” Shire. Of course, being realistic as he was, there were changes, much unpleasant ones. But within a short time, our four fellows brought back orders and life in Shire became even better than when they left it. Yet some changes in the traveller himself can hardly be altered. “Some pain cannot be healed”, as Frodo put it across himself. It must be extremely sad for him to realise this. Because once you admit that, you have conceded that you have to cut off from the safe “womb”. There is no going back. You will be a forever exile. Thinking of all these, I saw Frodo leaving for the Gray Heaven. Tears misted my eyes.
For the first type of nostalgia, the idea of hometown can be extended into childhood itself. The departing from home, or journey, in today’s context, does not usually start in one’s childhood when one is too weak. Once you are on the road, the experiences during the journey will make a traveller grow, prompting him to wave goodbyes to the innocent and inexperienced childhood to step into the maturity of adulthood. After passing through some of the toughest ordeals of life and death on their journey, it is no wonder that even Gandalf claimed the Hobbit children “have now grown up” and are expected to shoulder the share of responsibility to manage their own country on their own. It is a positive thing to grow, to become more powerful and wiser. Yet inevitably one will start to miss the good old days. As nostalgia happens when you desire something in the past that cannot be retrieved at present and unrecoverable childhood certainly qualifies for a trigger for nostalgia.
Well, it is time for something light-hearted. Friendship is the best cure for nostalgia. It often comes to my mind that what would happen if Sam was not with Frodo on the road. Things would have been very different, won’t they？ It is such a fortunate thing to have a friend by your side, who may not be able to share your sorrow but can share your tears, who may not be able to share your pain, but can share you with his/her shoulder.
After a pause, I suddenly do not feel like talking much about the nostalgia for country life. Howard Shore’s composition for the movie was fabulous. “Concerning Hobbits” depicted Hobbits’ 淳朴善良 so well. One who has always lived in such a peace may take it for granted. But the warriors will smile from deepest of their hearts with even a glance at Shire, because they know better than anyone else, how precious the tranquillity of such a simple life and its simple joy can be. I did not quite understand this when I was younger. Yes, young people, living in the safe cradle, yearn for exciting adventures. We miss what we have lost. All I want to say is that I totally share with your feeling, Mr. Tolkien. And I wish I can be one of the rangers, who use their hands to protect the last paradise in middle earth. No, I think I am digressing myself. Seeing my own hometown being modernised, I feel mournful. At one hand, I do wish it to prosper. But deep in my heart, how I wish the nature can be reserved and the simplicity of the village life can be maintained.
There is hardly any absolute evil and good in the whole story, even the ring itself. Gandalf the wise told Frodo to pity Gollum, for even within him he saw light used to glitter which may be rekindled one day. We judge too often and punish too hastily. Yet I think the religionists get it right. Many times, human eyes are so myopic and it is really not of us to judge.
Responsibility and fate are another theme for the story. Frodo, Aragorn and Gandalf, each has his own fatal responsibility but among all, Frodo was the most special one because he represented the discussion of freewill. (Of course, not to forget that Theoden and Denetor were also a good pair of analogy used to demonstrate this idea) We can argue that Frodo’s fate has been prewritten since the day Bilbo picked up the ring. Yet he had too many chances to run away from his doomed fate of being the ring bearer. He tried to escape indeed. He wanted to pass the ring to Gandalf, or to Bunbaldo, to the elves and even Faramir. That is exactly what most us do when we are faced with responsibility that seems too hard to bear for ourselves; we wish someone stronger can take it over from us. But it seemed that in the end Frodo realised, what I would like to call as “epiphany” or “growth”, that this is his own fate and he should be responsible of it. Notice that he was not forced to volunteer at the conference of Rivendell. The situation prompted him to do so. But eventually it was his own will that made the decision. And that, made all the difference. We all encounter unpredictable and unavoidable conundrums in our life. To brave it or to run away is our own choice. Perhaps that is one of the important characteristics that define us as humans. (Matrix provides a different argument. It suggested that the world is programmed to make us think we had the freedom to make the decision but it was actually not so. Anyway, that is another long story.) Similarly, Aragorn’s fate was even more prescribed. He struggled long before making his decision too, well, at least for the Aragorn depicted in the movie. His hesitation saved him from being a flat hero. And he perfectly resembles the idea”天将降大任于是人也，必将苦其心志，劳其筋骨，饿其体肤，空乏其身。”
Gandalf’s withdraw from interfering kind of resembles the idea that “God is dead” and people should manage themselves. Yes it again collaborated that Tolkien believed firmly in humanity. So did Gandalf. That is why he had always had hope. Yes, a fool’s hope. But you have to hope on. A life without hope is not worth living, isn’t it？