I am not Ximen Qing.

"It's enough to have had love. It's a beautiful dream, a memory. But if you can have it forever, that's not love, that's marriage. So don't look for me anymore. Love is lost, it's lost forever. Gone love, lost love!"

Zhang Sheng faced everything calmly, returning to his usual state. He knew that no matter what, he couldn't hold onto her. He felt neither sad nor upset, as if living in the big city for too long had made him almost absolutely rational—or rather, more ruthless. This spring was too alluring. He was so lucky to be able to admire the most splendid peonies today. The beauty of spring in Beijing is something that can only be encountered by chance, not sought after. The beauty of spring can be described as a dream of spring. The charm of Yanjing (Beijing), the most alluring, beautiful, and seductive peonies, are all gifts from this city. In the midst of spring's blooming flowers, what more could one ask for? The fragrance of peonies permeated the city, both inside and outside. The roses of spring are most afraid of the ethereal fragrance of peonies.

Because the fragrance of peonies can overwhelm the allure of all other flowers, people are captivated by the aroma of peonies in spring gardens. Whether it's the "Peony Pavilion," white peonies, red peonies, purple peonies, yellow peonies, or peonies in shades of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet, the colors of the peony are the most alluring beauty. In truth, the peony's intoxicating beauty in spring is like that of a beautiful woman, intoxicated by the blossoms, forever blooming in mountain temples. The peony is the true goddess of flowers; spring is forever a feast of peony blossoms in their magnificent attire. The glory of the Tang Dynasty may only exist as a fleeting glimpse in the blooming of peonies. Don't be so greedy; passing through a sea of ​​flowers will lead to aesthetic fatigue. You won't lose sight of beauty itself, but rather fail to elevate its essence. What is needed is to grasp the rich, noble spirit and soul of the peony.

When he's lost in the dreamlike beauty of blooming peonies, whether it's wasting time on love and romance, or indulging in sudden desire rather than love, it has a touch of the absurdity of "The Phantom of the Opera."

"Can we meet? Am I awake?"

"It's Bai Hua, I'll see her soon. Do you know her?"

"Who is it?"

"do you know?"

"Stop keeping me in suspense, she's angry."

Why are you doing this to me?!

"Uncle, stop pretending. She made the right choice. You know your own character. It's good that you didn't give her a Maupassant necklace!"

He actually met Bai Hua at the Flower House Cafe. The potential of a girl who drives should never be underestimated; her transformation was so dramatic. Zhang Sheng was reminded of Yan Bing's first little Alto, Cao Mengde's first Shanghai Jetta, and even of Carrie, Zola, Nana, Balzac's disillusionment with the courtesan who fell in love with the poet, and Zola's money-grubbing girl. Bai Hua's wealth seemed to have happened in an instant; this was a beautiful Ferrari.

"What a beautiful car!"

"The rented uncle, no man has ever given me such a high-class luxury item."

“That almost scared me; I can’t afford to give that car away.”

"Come on, how about a few bags or a necklace?"

"I was a little frightened,"

"Yes! Beautiful love scared you."

"Yeah! We were laughed at!"

"Would you like something to drink? Don't be so down, cheer up!"

"How about some Macau-style fruit salad, and something to eat?"

"I don't want to eat anything right now, a fruit salad is fine."

"I'm starting to seriously doubt whether this world is real."

"That old-fashioned approach is too outdated. Just look at Kant's philosophy, and everything will fall into place."

"It's best to study Kant's philosophy alongside Buddhist scriptures. Your jewelry design skills have finally reached a higher level; you're now capable of reaching the master level."

"Kant and Nietzsche, who both dabbled in design, should learn from them."

"You're too rational, too wise."

"Stop flattering me, you might as well talk about the art of Zen."

Discuss your understanding of Kant.

"Kant's philosophy can see through everything, see through all things."

“It’s wonderful,”

"I was also very inspired, but I think it's better to compare Buddhist scriptures and Kant's philosophy. Kant's philosophy proves precisely that Eastern and Western philosophies are actually from the same root, and their philosophical ideas are largely the same, differing only in terms of terminology and concepts."

Looking at the vibrant beauty before him, Zhang Sheng realized that his interactions with Bai Hua were always fraught with arrogance, prejudice, misunderstanding, and bias. Bai Hua, with her passionate and impulsive nature, had almost succumbed to his charms. Perhaps she was simply too alluring. Zhang Sheng always considered Kant's philosophy when dealing with Bai Hua, believing he needed to be enveloped in an aura of virtue and reason to gain her trust and dependence. While the world's greatest philosophers were Confucius, Lao Tzu, and Buddha, Zhang Sheng had more faith in the wisdom of foreign monks. This made sense; otherwise, Xuanzang wouldn't have gone to such lengths to travel to Nalanda University in ancient India to obtain Buddhist scriptures. Xuanzang even wrote a travelogue, *The Great Tang Records on the Western Regions*, detailing his westward journey.

Zhang Sheng understood himself; he was now completely possessed by Bo Xun, almost losing his basic understanding of love. This only proved that Bai Hua was an alluring and seductive girl. He never dared to harbor any thought of profaning her beauty. A man's possessiveness towards a girl is often sensed by her intuition—or something like that? How ironic! Utterly hypocritical.

That's an exaggeration.

"It's not an exaggeration at all. She's even more exaggerated than you. This is also a kind of angry revenge driven by jealousy!"

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about nihilistic philosophy. What is this? What are we trying to express out of the blue?"

"Perhaps she sees no hope in you,"

"It's all my fault, I had no idea!"

"It's not your fault. She's just a wine with a taste you like, a Kantian taste! How cunning."

"So, she also has the right to choose, which is fair!"

"You really need to reflect on this. When girls are faced with a big situation, your empty house trick won't intimidate them anymore."

"Big parties of love arts?"

"There's a kind of taste that can make everyone lose their minds, like Kant's various concepts of objective being and subjective experience. Fortunately, you painted two arts paintings for her, achieving your goal. You're a hypocrite; what you need is artistry. Just based on this taste of art, really, uncle, this is the temptation and charm you've given me. She might not care, but I do. Everyone is a philosopher, poet, painter, actor, artist, isn't that right? Starve an artist. Love and affection are just a kind of longing, and there's nothing to laugh at. Through Kant's rational and critical thinking, she's right. Love art, so I appeared. Don't ask me why."

"The taste here isn't quite up to Love Taste's standards, is it?"

"What do you mean, sir?"

“It doesn’t mean anything. You’re not interested in my empty house because its existence still lingers. So, nighting down, let’s go to Caesar’s Palace. Aren’t you a fan of Cleopatra, Augustus, Brutus, Caesar, Octavian, Antony, Pompeii, Caesar, and opera?”

I don't like Faust.

I like the love taste of this book.

"Yes, Goethe and Kant were at least able to write things with deeper expression than Hugo. Modern humans can no longer write about eternal desires; these desires are too vulgar, equivalent to erotic art. Is humanity losing its creative motivation for thought and art?"

"It's just a confusion brought about by technology and artificial intelligence (AI)."

"It's not that AI dominates human thought, spirit, creativity, and innovation; rather, it's that humanity itself is bound by AI. We can now imagine how great Confucius, Lao Tzu, Zhuangzi, Mencius, Mozi, Xunzi, Han Feizi, Kant, and Buddha were. Schopenhauer and Nietzsche, at least, once despaired, almost believing philosophy was dead and meaningless! But God is not dead! Now is the age of philosophers. Undeniably, the Bible is a great book created with the most rigorous logic and algorithms. God may be the most powerful 'putter,' and Jesus is the greatest philosopher. He resurrected Jesus to redeem humanity's sins. The sparks of the collision between Eastern and Western philosophy have, in the modern age of AI, brought philosophy..." The resurrection of AI and the resulting technological confusion are merely like the water lilies in Monet's garden—what's there to worry about? Human artists don't need to be overly concerned about AI-created paintings. Painting is the crystallization of art, literature, thought, and spiritual art. Technological civilization will only temporarily obscure some aspects, but AI cannot destroy the human soul. The Buddha's *Mahaparinirvana Sutra* is the greatest book about resurrection. AI won't achieve nirvana, but human spirituality, thought, and spirit will. In any case, AI civilization cannot destroy the process of human creation and imagination. Kant's theories are still just university ethics lectures—that's all. It's just human theory. I'm also involved in artistic innovation and creation. Jewelry is an elevation of artistic value; watches, computers, mobile phones, clothing, Nike, Adidas, Li-Ning, Anta, Burberry, Gucci, Prada, LV, Louis Vuitton, Chanel, Hermes, Dior, Rolex, Apple—these are all elevations of value. Great brands possess a power, but the emphasis is on this theory. Money is a nominal concept of value; different eras, different methods…

"What is a token? A token is a product of the decentralized blockchain's underlying core technology: the Hasi numerical algorithm, mathematical cryptographic consensus, nodes, distributed systems, Bitcoin, Ethereum, and virtual digital cryptocurrencies. Humanity cannot stifle freedom, openness, innovation, and imagination; all these safeguard human values. Free circulation gives birth to tokens, and the decentralized faith of the internet is born. We must establish a human faith in decentralization, openness, and sharing, rather than various forms of hegemony existing in the form of national, corporate, or entrepreneurial hegemony. Reality must establish a faith in Web 3.0; the internet and Web 3.0 are a shared human faith. In the global wave of digital cryptocurrencies, a token is merely a conversion form of digital cryptocurrencies like the US dollar, Japanese yen, British pound, Chinese yuan, ruble, etc. The goddess's value, the goddess's fantasy—the uncle's desire can't be ignited. I'm not mocking or ridiculing this Ferrari; it has a nickname: 'The Girl-Chasing Angel.'" Angel, I love him so much. This thing is truly magical. I've seen it with my own eyes. No matter what kind of man he is, as long as he sees this womanizing angel, he makes all arrogant beauties lose their minds. He possesses this kind of power, a mysterious power. No need for romance, just the power of burning love. Love and desire are extinguished. Uncle, I know artists. This is your true nature, isn't it?"

"How stupid of me, why am I carrying that damn marriage?"

"Yes, that's what angered her the most about you back then. You clearly didn't want to get married, so why were you being so hypocritical?"

"Have you found the sense of burning desire?"

"At least she's still enjoying herself. You painted two artworks for her, which proves she hasn't fallen beyond redemption."

Zhang Sheng recalled the tenor's resounding Nightingale Song in the Roman Baths. What was missing from this Space and Time? A multitude of fairies—this too was his inner desire. And this was still the Roman Baths, nothing more. His Nightingale Song had a penetrating power; otherwise, why would he, like a Bulls yearning for love, howl "Night Love" in a public place? Of course, singing is a matter of free will; everyone has the right to sing a song, especially since he was the love song prince of the Roman Baths!

His greatest wish was to come to Zhongguancun, China's Silicon Valley. This surpasses the efforts of his peers spanning more than a dozen lifetimes. It's about value, something that can't be measured in money. The spirit of Zhongguancun, the imagination of Zhongguancun, the spirit of innovation in Zhongguancun, the artistic value of Zhongguancun—perhaps no one has discussed this. No one knows why he came to Zhongguancun, China's Silicon Valley. Does he love computers? Actually, computers are the greatest products of art, creativity, productivity, and imagination. You may not understand Laozi and Zhuangzi, the Four Books and Five Classics, or any philosophy, but you must force yourself to read them. It doesn't matter if you don't understand; you should experience the joy of not understanding. It's absolutely the most abstract art experience. What he wants to emphasize is passion, the revolutionary experience brought by computers. It's an intuitive sense, like reading philosophy books, experiencing the beauty of abstract art's imagination. Yes, what is a computer? What kind of experience can computers bring to humanity? Goethe's Faust perfectly describes this experience: logical thinking, powerful computing power, and, crucially, the ability to do so on the internet. Zhang Sheng coined the term "resurrection" to describe the computer's great creativity. The intelligent machines invented and innovated by humans best embody the progress of thought and culture. Evolution can only belong to intelligence, Intel. This wonderful dream was created by computers. Now, thinking about it, daydreams belong to computers, and night dreams belong to me.

"Maybe one day my best friend will close the door."

What brings you satisfaction?

"Their souls, the souls I captured."

"What's the meaning"

"Only by capturing the soul can I find satisfaction. But now I'm lost again; I can't find that feeling."

What does it feel like?

"Gonelove, do you understand? She was so beautiful, but she vanished from my memory without a trace. Why did she hate me so much? This is the first time I've ever met a girl like this, someone I could forget even existed."

"What's the meaning"

"It's nothing special. Baihua will be my dream painter!"

"Are you kidding me?"

“I’m not kidding, Anthony kept urging me. I didn’t want to become a starving artist; this was my way of redeeming myself.”

"Shh, what? You're so shallow. Actually, none of this concerns you. She's just a girl who can't resist desires. She can't go back to where she started. She regrets staying in the dreamlike paradise. Who wants the sulfur of hell?"

"Yes, it's a desecration of her, especially the word 'marriage,' it's so heartless. Marriage is ugly."

"Yes, she should go and find the freedom of love,"

"Freedom is not enough,"

"Is it true that you should never get married? Although I'm not married, humanity created marriage, using love and romance as a pretext."

"That's all so cliché, there's not a shred of romance, sir. I want you to see me as your dream, something that doesn't exist, something that's all nihilism."

"Just treat me like a dream, like nothingness, okay?"