默尔索的生命和其他同存于这个世界上的人一样,如同荒漠里的积水,赤裸裸地暴露着,面向茫茫的天空和烈日,干耗着,无奈地等待着蒸发,或被层层沙土掩埋,而荒漠,将亘古绵延滞留下去。每个人都会有那一天,所以存在只是死亡的等待方式。既然这样,存在有什么意义可说?但,你知道自己存在过吗?你有感觉吗?什么才是存在?人性与生俱来的活力、广阔和自由无法释放、无法感觉,取而代之的是真实和虚幻,完满和碎 Melso’s life, like all other people living in this world, is as naked as water in the desert, exposed to vast skies and scorching sun, desperately waiting for evaporation, Sand buried, and the desert, the ancient stretches to stay. Everyone will have that day, so there’s just a way to wait for death. In that case, what is the meaning of existence? But, do you know that you exist? Do you feel? What is the existence? Human innate vitality, vastness and freedom can not be released, can not feel, replaced by the real And unreal, perfect and broken