When an old man left his lonely figure on the Champs Elysé es, in the forest of Fontainebleau and on the grass outside Paris, almost everyone thought that he had lost his manners, completed his peak life and went to the garden of heaven. Do you still expect him to work miracles? No one has paid attention to what the times will leave for this lonely man.
However, greatness is immortal. Excellent people will not become despicable because they are abandoned, vilified or cursed. Rousseau's heart full of life and blood gives loneliness a new meaning. In the face of loneliness, he can't stop thinking. In his loneliness, he found the compensation of "when the unfortunate broke off contact with human beings and could no longer do anything useful or beneficial to others". This compensation is the creation of "the perceived inner situation" and "the objective things around want to merge". Loneliness provided the only inspiration for his creation in his later years. Because only in this way can he achieve "the heart is free and the thoughts can flow freely". He was immersed in "charming meditation in a lonely walk". Loneliness does not mean silence; Without inner activities, life is truly numb. Silence is equally pleasant. Rousseau once again spread his wings of thinking in the dying afterglow, letting ordinary and pleasant thinking pass through the elegant mind, drawing ripples on the quiet lake, swinging lightly and spreading to my heart. Once again, with his rich imagination, he tasted the taste of life from the roots and buds of wild flowers and weeds, and enjoyed the sweetness of nature from the joy of St. Pierre Island. What kind of sweetness is that? I'm afraid it's absolutely impossible to get it in the upper class of Paris. He thanked those who rejected him for holding grudges and provided him with this lonely journey. Loneliness gave him another kind of courage to survive. The old man is soberly aware of the necessity of "living more quietly". So he was busy in the leisurely loneliness. "It is a kind of precious satisfaction and quiet emotion to get rid of fantasy and move your own existence." He made loneliness less terrible and dark. He lit up the rest of his life with the fire of loneliness, and ignited his life, so the hazy life in the evening became radiant. Rousseau, a homo sapiens, made full use of this lonely time, found a person's own balance in loneliness, and was inseparable, leaving this unparalleled masterpiece.
The lonely old man is gone. This "son of nature, son of truth" completed his whole course in loneliness. But his "reverie" is still continuing his life, so that future generations will never tire of reading it. "I often think that if I am imprisoned in the Bastille or in a dark room where I can't see my fingers, I can still fantasize." Loneliness makes many outstanding people feel helpless, but Rousseau alone has made outstanding contributions to loneliness. As a person, Rousseau is a wise man who really knows himself and grasps himself.
"I like loneliness." So he has loneliness and wealth.