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Top 10 Tomato Books
No matter old or new books, take them out, such as Tokagi, The God of Drama, etc. The ideas must be clear and the logic smooth, don't be stupid and cool. Take them out quickly!
Tomato's Six Great Books, a Must-Read Novel
Tomato's Four Masterpieces, I Bet You Must Have Read One
I don't believe you haven't swiped it two or three times
Tomato's Three Sacred Books: Bench Jiangnan, Sack Chenshu, and Seven Nights of Killing Gods.
If you are not convinced, argue.
Nobel Prize for Literature, Mao Dun Literature Prize, Lu Xun Literature Prize and Other Literary Works
I want to read a book similar to "One Sentence is Worth Ten Thousand Sentences: Collector's Edition".
Masterpiece! ! ! a Chinese and Foreign Classic Book! ! !
A Profound Book That Can Help Me Grow My Brain
Logically rigorous, not mindless sweet stories, with deep foreshadowing, and a grand world view, this kind of
Tomato's Four Great Books! I Suggest Fellow Taoists Not to Try It. See
Tomato Masterpiece, 2 to 7 in No Particular Order
Why Not Read Classics?
Recommend some good books that are meaningful, influential and well-written.
Worth Reading Literary Works
Keep it for the record and look at it again when you have time.
Literary Masterpieces, Good-Looking Literary Novels
Nobel Prize in Literature Works with a Score of 9.0 or Above
A Must-Read for Chinese Language and Literature Majors
Are there any books that can actually help improve your writing and expression skills?
Does Tomato Have Any Philosophy Books?
I have become more interested in philosophy recently. Are there any high-quality introductory books on philosophy? : D
Is There Any Book About Border Bus?
I want to read a book like "I Have a Border Prison Personality System When I Travel Through the City". There are still too few books on monthly calculations
Literature Books, I Want Literature Books! ! !
Family members, I want to read literature books, books that can improve my writing skills or increase my knowledge. Beg on your knees!
Moon Plan, the Protagonist Is Related to White Night or the End Bird
Hello Everyone, I Am ↗Yue~calculator↘person↗, Please Give Me a Monthly Calculator.
It's probably a book where the main character takes the abnormality and his ego and kills people in other worlds. I'd like to ask if there are any books where the main character becomes a tuner.
No Need to Push Anymore, I Have Already Withdrawn from the Circle (Please Read the Book About Border Prison Bus)
The protagonist group only needs Twelve Sinners + Dante (at most + Vergil + Charon, not Sinner No. 14, Sinner No. 0), No moon meter system, no works about MiHoYo (such as Genshin Impact, Bent Iron, etc.), No moon meter OC, you can do it without a library.
Are There Any... Foreign Masterpieces... Chinese Masterpieces?
Excellent Monthly Novels Are Either Discontinued or Unfinished. Do You Have Any Recommendations?
I want to watch something like "Lobotomy: Who is the 25th kid?" Book.
There Are Really Few Articles About Monthly Calculations, and Few People Read Them?
I would like to read a book like "City: The Legendary Experience of a Color Finisher". Sometimes I really want to find a place where no one cares about me, and then go crazy, yelling and dancing in all kinds of ways. So meaningless!


























































































The protagonist sees through the world, sees through the world, and insists on a kind of truth behind himself, calmness, indifference, absolute rationality and absolute calmness, even a bit like numbness, like no emotion, like no character. People in the world judge, defend and confirm the answers and things they think are right with the world, the masses, and superficial views. They think they are noble, and they use what they think are morals and what they think are emotions to arbitrate and require everyone to have the same values. There is no absolute right or absolute wrong. Everyone determines their own methodology based on their own worldview.
Meursault's love for his mother is silent, silent, indifferent and incomprehensible to outsiders. Mom said: Only a period of time can people adapt to a kind of life. Mom said: As long as you are willing, you can always find the joy in life. His mother's words were deeply ingrained in his blood, and his mother's teachings were still vivid in his mind. Mom has never left, there is no need to be sad. After experiencing some things in the past few days, I suddenly understood how the author's absurdism was expressed. As I said above, Meursault loves his mother, which is described in detail in just a few words. However, those people in the court insisted on interpreting him as a person who did not love his mother and a cold-blooded person. Some of the comments I've seen about Meursault think so too. This is the author's brilliance, this is absurdity. A person who loves his mother is interpreted as a cold-blooded person by uninformed 'outsiders' just because of some of his external behaviors. This stark contrast can easily make people feel absurd. I obviously love my mother so much, but they said I didn't love her, and they even sentenced me to death based on this.
As a college student who has not read a book for a long time, I read it in one sitting. The plot is rich, the details are meticulously described, and the emotions of the characters are clearly expressed. The most important thing is that there are many very profound words in it that are worth thinking about. The author uses more dialogues between the characters in the book to express it, which makes it more vivid and appropriate.
Read on January 18, 2024 I think the protagonist is a very remarkable person, because he is a person who sees through the hypocrisy in life but never compromises. Many people only judge a person's good or bad from the appearance of things, which makes them have to cater to this unwritten rule. Looking at the protagonist again, doesn't he know this? I think he understands, but he obeys the call of his inner world and rejects those superficial things. As a result, he becomes out of place and seems indifferent, indifferent, and indifferent to everything. In fact, he understands the truth of this better than anyone else. He knows how to love a person, his career, and his life better than anyone else.
I feel that Meursault has a kind of calm madness, which has something in common with the spiritual world of young people today, both caused by society. Meursault is like an outsider, feeling aloof from his mother's death, his lover's departure, and his own death.
This book is very interesting! The protagonist seems indifferent to everything, but in fact he is just observing and understanding the world in his own way. I especially hated the judge. He sentenced the protagonist to death simply because he didn't cry at his mother's funeral. It was so ridiculous! However, the characters in the book are all real, which made me think more deeply about life and society. All in all, this is a great book worth reading!
When I finished reading it, I felt like it stopped suddenly, and he really died suddenly. It can't be said that he was really going to die suddenly like that. So strange. This book is indeed full of outsider-like descriptions. Camus is really good at writing, and Meursault, who has the image of an outsider, is so detailed. But I always read myself in the outsider protagonist, that kind of God's perspective of looking on, and the attitude of having nothing to do with myself. It seems that there are some fragments like this in my daily life. I'm really a little confused. He just killed a person and then went to jail and was about to be beheaded. Maybe it's because the overall situation is an outsider's mentality, and he is indifferent to everything that happens. Suddenly, in this indifference, he realizes that his life is about to end. I was not used to putting myself in the subject position, but suddenly I had to face death, a matter in which I had to be the subject. It feels like Meursault only slightly shifted the camera to his own emotions before he was about to be beheaded. In the past, I was always describing the physical problems brought about by describing the environment and describing the environment by others. It was not until a few nights before the beheading that I allowed my imagination to take off. I finally stopped observing the environment and began to use my own initiative to imagine everything. It still feels so weird. And in the chapters where the protagonist gradually realizes that he is about to die, it felt like I was about to become the protagonist when I read it. My blood pressure felt like it was rising, my heart was beating faster and faster, and I even felt that my blood flow rate was about to be unable to support my heartbeat. I felt dizzy, and my heart was empty and I was stuffed into Meursault. This is so strange. Suddenly I remembered that Camus was a person who liked to write about "absurdity", so maybe the "strange" I read was actually the right reading. This is the feeling of "absurdity". But I still have a feeling of psychological constipation. Good at writing. How could Camus be so good at describing absurdity? It was so absurd that I began to doubt that this was really a book that could be written by humans.
Warning, Chapter 12 is from another book, book lovers can skip it. My impression is that Meursault is an outsider, but he was trapped in the quagmire due to trivial matters in the world or his own stubborn mentality and was unable to extricate himself. When facing death, he also had the desire for life like a normal person, so in my opinion, he is not an outsider. But in the end, he chose to face death indifferently, which was exactly in line with his indifferent mentality. At the same time, the theme was elevated. After reading it, I really felt a lot of emotions, but my writing is limited and I can't describe it. I can only say it's very good.
Chapter 11 is the entire book. In just 60,000 words, it vividly describes the personality of an outsider.
Chapter 12 is wrong... It's not from this book. Why does it look so weird?
The definition of outsider is relative. Therefore, everyone is also an "outsider" to each other. People themselves cannot understand things on the outside, nor can they truly enter the world of "outsiders". So, should we still try to be on the outside? Meursault gives up at the beginning. He never takes the initiative to enter other people's situations because he thinks it is pointless. The soldiers on the bus who showed good intentions were ignored by him. He didn't care at all about his mother's death date or age, and he had no emotion at all when he saw Perez, who spent his old age with his mother but insisted on following the team and finally fainted from heat stroke. He even bluntly described him as wrinkled. For the restaurant owner, he was a peaceful customer. For the old man who lost his dog, he was very empathetic and listened to the old man's story. But when we see the villain Raymond, Meursault seems quite "tolerant", listening to his hypocritical bragging about himself, and even helping him write letters for him. He was very capable of bullying his wife, but he was so submissive that he didn't even dare to breathe in front of the police. It was such a villain who also brought Meursault with him. Later, during the conflict with the Arabs, Meursault was drunk and the Arabs took out the knife first and fired, which ultimately indirectly led to Meursault being pushed to the guillotine. His behavior seems to be very absurd, sometimes good and sometimes bad. At one moment he seems to be very empathetic, and at the other moment he seems very foolish and inhumane. But there are rules. Because he never "sees the subtleties" and uses just a few small things to define whether someone is a good person or a bad person, someone who should be associated with someone or someone who should stay away from them. Because they are all "outsiders". But I can never truly understand their emotions and understand their feelings. How can you make a conclusion if you don't really know a person? In this case, Meursault has no reason to abandon anyone. His respect took another form. The irony is that, except for Meursault, everyone else is "seeing the big from the small", thinking that they have seen through a person just by seeing part of it. Some people think that he is a soulless beast and a "bad guy" who kills without blinking an eye. Some people think that he is a very law-abiding person, a conscientious employee, a well-behaved person, a "good person" with attitude and content. They all felt that this was the most profound and essential personality of the person in front of them. And what about the facts? They are all "outsiders" to Meursault and do not understand Meursault's behavior and behavior at all. Of course Meursault was wrong. He had given up on himself a long time ago, thinking that he would not understand anyone, and no one would understand him. Therefore, he placed "respect" and "expectations" on people he did not understand, and also acquiesced in others' "prejudice" and "insult" against him. Over time, his excessive loneliness overwhelmed himself, and he released his stress on cigarettes, love, and alcohol. He made a mistake in his indulgence. It was almost a premeditated shooting of a man. He should neither be easily forgiven nor should he be summarily sentenced to death. But no one in this world made such a choice, but evaluated Meursault one-sidedly, and decided Meursault's life or death based on prejudice. Meursault apparently gained deeper insights after meeting the priest. The priest has another attitude, believing that we should work hard to get into other people's situations. He despises people who ignore the theorem that "people cannot understand things outside the world" and does not believe that sin is committed or innate. But whoever stands on the sidelines is guilty. If the priest also stands on the outside with unfortunate people like himself, isn't even the priest guilty? What qualifications does the priest have to judge himself as an insider? But he suddenly discovered that everyone's outside world was similar. And everyone else is an outsider to him. He finally accepted the fact that he stood proudly on the outside of others. It no longer matters whether you are an outsider or an insider, but the definition of yourself being still in the world. He gave up everything within his own circle, faced death, raised his head from the tedious sufferings, and touched the free and unrestrained outsider. When this naturalness appears, rather than saying that he is about to die as an outsider, it is better to say that he has been liberated as an outsider.
The last chapter is "Fall", book friends who read it should pay attention
There is an outsider who is similar to Meursault next to me. He is my best friend. This book seemed to give some answers to some of the things I didn't understand about him before, and it also made me think deeply... The last chapter was really torturous. I was completely surprised at first, but the more I read, the more strange it became, and finally I suddenly realized it.
Outsiders, who are the insiders? What is the bureau? I think it's society, social relationships, and other people's perspectives. The protagonist is an outsider, so he doesn't care about other people's opinions or social relationships. When your mother dies, do it faithfully to your own feelings, make friends, do it faithfully to your own feelings, confess in court, and do it faithfully to your own ideas. He is always true to himself and takes responsibility for himself, never doubting himself because of others. And we are in society, under the eyes of others, we are all insiders, so when we look at the protagonist, we will feel out of place - why is he like this? He shouldn't be like this. But after reading it, you will find that he has always been loyal to his own feelings and thoughts.
Added to bookshelf and read it in 8 days. To sum it up in one sentence: It's okay to live, but it's okay to die. Perhaps the essence of human beings is to move towards nothingness, towards the end of memory. The world is the greatest gift of your birth. So many places of interest, so many customs and customs, embody the most profound imprint of a land and an era. A lack of emotion may prevent you from being able to empathize with most things. This is a complex reason. After struggling over and over again, I may not be able to figure it out. If this is the case, why? You just need to experience the world, that's all. Things big or small, people with different personalities, books, music, games, movies... Thanks to the convenience of the times, you can search for a large amount of information effortlessly. The next thing to do is to listen and feel. Feel the spirit that these works want to express, and feel the emotions that these works convey. Maybe in the end, you still can't understand love, friendship, and family affection. You just vaguely feel that something is sprouting in your heart, but it is like a dream, it happened, passed, and was forgotten. But that's enough. Even if it is a dream, it will leave fragmented pictures and only fragments of words. After all, every dream is a summary of the past. Although time is pale and feeble, the past leaves traces, making up for it little by little, filling it in little by little, and shaping a "heart". During this period, you may also feel some inexplicable emotions. Inexplicable sadness, inexplicable anger, etc., Come and go quickly, but they are very frequent. Don't be anxious, think carefully about your experience, slowly calm down, and calmly examine what happened recently. Whenever you go through a difficult situation, make a secret note in your heart. You can write it down, but don't forget it. There is no need to go into detail, just a general idea of how you viewed and solved the problem at the time. Accumulate this kind of courage to face difficulties, but don't be immersed in it. Soak in the memories. Memories move forward, but don't stop there. I will wait for you here. I missed you in the past but will not see you in the future. The last one is irrelevant. Belong to an outsider among outsiders
Indifferent, conceited people are really scary....
2025.3.9.17.00 A classic novel, an absurd court hears a nonsense case. A rational, honest and indifferent person is tortured by a group of brainless people. If you are out of tune, death is a relief, otherwise it is endless torture. After all, when people are in a cesspool, they don't scream for help, they shut up and run. He kept calling for help and explaining, but all he got was feces being forced into his mouth. Arouse resonance and resentment from readers. Excerpt: I know that humans cannot get rid of the desire to control others, nor can they adapt to a life without anyone to serve them. Just like everyone needs a breath of fresh air, they need their slave, and every command is like a breath of relief. I think you must agree with this, right? Even a poor and humble person can still breathe; even a person at the bottom of society still has a wife and children; even a poor bachelor can choose to raise a dog. In the end, the most important thing to them is to have someone who can't talk back and can let them vent their anger. Women don't usually like to get straight to the point; as they say, some tenderness and verbal flirtation are needed first. In order not to be criticized by others, people will always criticize others first. When everyone is saying nice things about you, bad things happen!
Prison Bus introduced me to Meursault, and Meursault introduced me to The Stranger. In my mind, the tall image in the game gives me a cold and handsome look, but the sloppy image in the article is really unflattering and cannot be accurately connected. This may be the contrast that gives me a desire to read. Haha, after reading it, I also want to have Meursault's sincere impulse. The world is based on prejudice, and those who do not conform to the rules will be excluded and isolated, becoming extreme beings like Meursault. We don't have to be him, because we have feelings, a full soul, live longer than he does, laugh louder, and have the courage to resist the unreasonable.
I think the value of this book lies not only in revealing absurdity, but also in that it forces readers to face their own living conditions: Are we also unconsciously acting as "insiders"? When Meursault said "I probably loved my mother once," that clumsy sense of reality was precisely the sharpest resistance to the hypocritical world. Therefore, this book is like a mirror, reflecting the spiritual dilemma of every era, and it is worthy of our repeated re-reading and reflection, just as Meursault finally accepted the absurd in prison and completed his persistence in self-authenticity by rejecting the priest's salvation. This posture of "creating meaning out of nothingness" provides us with a survival strategy: even if the world is meaningless, people can still gain freedom through clear cognition and self-loyalty.
The outsider's narrative is generally calm. Reading these words, you will feel a faint sense of peace surrounding the protagonist Meursault. In addition, he likes to smoke and drink🍺 In addition, Meursault's firmness in his heart is undeniable. As someone who is not confident and often wavers in other people's opinions, this is what I really hope to get from him. But I also don't want to be too confident. I hope that I can enter a moderate state in the future.
It tells the story of the male protagonist's insensitivity to everything, or being too rational, which leads to the sensibility of things being obscured, but he just sees things differently from others, which makes him labeled as unfilial and heinous. His indifference to everything leads to his unfortunate ending, and he is like a marginalized person in this world. Outsiders cannot get along well with this world. The world is absurd, and his overly rational and non-competitive attitude has doomed his fate. This attitude or habit is very similar to a stage that philosophers go through. They often think about why people live, where they come from, and where they are going. This kind of thinking is not like looking at oneself and the world from the perspective of an outsider. Looking at oneself or the world independently will cause the connection between oneself and the world to become further and further away, which is detrimental to the connection between people and society. Some writers choose topics from life, so that they can observe life more delicately. Some writers write by thinking about themselves and the world, gradually getting away from life. The world is absurd, and we accept it and integrate into it so as not to become outsiders. To a certain extent, you can't be too self-centered in life. Society always needs to bother and trouble each other. The indifference of the protagonist just makes this connection gradually fade. All in all, in society and in such a world, we should do some gregarious things to keep ourselves connected to the world, instead of being completely closed. I hope you and I will not be outsiders.
Although I have read the physical book, I still want to click on it when I see it here. Meursault cannot be summed up by indifference. He loves his mother very much, but he just doesn't want to be gregarious. He is very good at observing, observing the surrounding scenes, observing people's expressions, and understanding their moods. He is very selfish. He only cares about his own feelings and does not want to express anything. He has become an "outsider" in his own life. This kind of character design combined with the absurd background creates this classic, which is well worth reading.
The climax of "The Stranger" lies in the complete awakening and resistance of the absurd man, and this is only at the end. Here, Meursault changes from a passive nihilist who is aware of the absurd and does not believe in all values, to a Camus-like ideal absurd man.
"Mom died today, but it might have been yesterday. Until now, I can't be sure." As the first sentence of the text, the understatement separates the protagonist from the world. In the final analysis, Meursault is an outsider to the emotions between people, an outsider to social morality, and an outsider to his own life destiny. But when the judge uses social ethics as a scale to judge others' death penalty, and uses the protagonist's attitude towards the death of his mother to say that the protagonist is a cruel devil by nature, and uses public opinion to kill the protagonist on a moral scale, I can't help but think, who is the real outsider? On the day and night before his execution, Meursault refused to repent to God and used real death to resist the absurd world and break away from the ubiquitous and suffocating "sunshine".
Some of the descriptions are in line with my impression of literary works. Generally speaking, it is very good. However, after reading Chapter 12, I felt a little confused and didn't know what I was writing. It should have ended in Chapter 11. The protagonist of this story is really similar to me. He has a very human-like feeling. He has fears, desires, fears, etc., But at the same time, he also has a very absurd outsider's perspective on the world.
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(What does Chapter 12 mean? Did you put it in the wrong place? It shouldn't be from "The Outsider", right? The first time I met Camus was when I was a freshman. At that time, I tried to read this book, but I found the text boring at the time, so I gave up after reading a few pages. Now, almost 4 years after graduation, I insisted on reading the entire book this time. In fact, I think the protagonist Meursault is not an indifferent person by nature. He seems indifferent, but in fact he only understands a lot of things in a way that he recognizes. This kind of thinking makes him "bored" of many things and feels "meaningless". However, from helping neighbors and friends and his observation of many things in life, we can find that he is actually passionate about things, but he does not bother to express them. The death of the protagonist Meursault's mother has a high degree of overlap with my own life, so I can personally understand his state, and I can even say that I understand it completely. Ps: From the beginning of watching it, I have always noticed that Meursault mentioned hot/sultry weather many times and various scenes describing the weather. I thought this would definitely become a point for him. In the end, he said that it was the sun that made him kill people🫠🫠Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
So shocking. The first point: I have always believed that no one in the world is qualified to judge any sinner. It is just a relief to maintain the normal operation of the social machinery. In fact, the only person who is most qualified to judge everyone's sins is himself. In my opinion, Moser's indifference is actually a kind of detached and worldly reason. His love for the world is no less than others, and he does not feel sad about his mother's death. This is the result of his advanced and rational understanding. In fact, he loves his mother very much and always thinks of his mother's teachings and interactions with him in life. As he said, no one has the right to cry for his mother, and he does not feel that his mother's death is a sad thing. Doesn't it mean that you don't love someone if you don't feel sad about someone's death?
Am I an insensitive person? But was I born numb? My mother shaped me, my non-existent father shaped me, my school shaped me, dropping out of school shaped me, society shaped me. Was I born numb? It is the numb life I chose that can support me in living a meaningless life. From the perspective of writing background, Camus was a well-known left-wing writer in France after World War II. From the perspective of socialist thought, the protagonist is a standard extremely atomized individual alienated by capitalism. Urban hollow disease, a new term that has emerged in recent years, was actually predicted by Camus long ago. The extremely fragmented ethical differences between the old and new societies have caused ordinary people to lose their ability to understand themselves, and the resulting false self has fallen into a deep emptiness. Aren't we ordinary people just outsiders in the process of rapid development of capitalist society?
After reading Camus's "The Stranger", my heart felt calm. His attitude towards life is indifferent and he has seen through everything in the world. He seems to be very numb to life. He was so numb that when his mother passed away, there was no wave in his heart. He even refused to open the coffin to see his mother for the last time. He just felt very tired and wanted to sleep, but he also pursued some beautiful things. He takes everything indifferently and enjoys himself. In real life, I don't know whether this attitude is good or not. Sometimes in this information age, I feel that this attitude is very suitable for me. It is good to be indifferent and indifferent to Weibo hot searches and various popular short videos. Treat all kinds of complicated interpersonal relationships indifferently; deal with all kinds of complicated and trivial things in life indifferently, which can save you all kinds of unnecessary anxiety. But in real life, it is difficult to be as indifferent and see through the world as the protagonist. But that doesn't mean we are indifferent to everything, such as the things we love and the people we love.