The moment I suddenly feel love, I reread Camus, and this time was no exception. This book can be said to be a prequel to the outsider, and it can be used as a separate story. The story of a lonely man seeking pleasure.
Meursault, the main character in this book, is also a variant of the outsider Rimeersault. He has Camus's poverty, absurdity, and the same loneliness, and the past, presumably Camus's self-examination, and then the creation of the character, is a branch of Camus's soul.
The opposite of poverty is a wealthy friend of Meursault, who ventured to earn money that he could not spend all his life, but ended up with a crippled leg and finally fled the world. Meursault's loneliness haunted him, prompting him to wonder what it was that he wanted to be happy.
Meursault returned to his native country, Algeria. "Summer is coming to an end, and the carob tree smells of love throughout Algeria. Meursault fell in love in such a place, but this sudden enthusiasm was not happiness, and such a short love ended in the summer.
In the end, Meursault has the sea, and the unknown world under his feet attracts him, and the bottom is not visible. He faced the sea, and from early morning to night, his heart followed the sunset and faced himself anew.
He painted the house, harvested the barley, watched the apple trees bloom, a pure joy bloomed in his heart, and finally he embraced the earth. In my heart, the Algerian sea should be the image of love.