弗兰肯斯坦读后感

Mary Shelley presents us with a depressing and terrifying science fiction novel, the world's first real science fiction. Frankenstein has always been passionate about the origin of life research, trying to create life, and away from family, friends, and eventually secret experiments from different parts of the body pieced together a giant monster. When the monster finally came to life and opened his eyes, Frankenstein was frightened by his terrible appearance and fled from him, leaving the monster to hate his creator and destroying the rest of Frankenstein's life step by step. I do not want to discuss capitalism, scientism, or the nature of human nature. Based on life, I see the tragedy of individualism. In modern society, we fully tolerate individual freedom of thought and independent behavior, and maverick performance art is also common. However, in the tolerance of others, too much advocate personality freedom, unique behavior, too addicted to egoism, and ignore the people and things around, is it worth thinking about its right and wrong? In fact, "the panacea for individualistic passion is to maintain a peaceful mind, free from self-concern, return to nature, and integrate into family and society."