I am not Ximen Qing.

The vibrant, youthful bodies of young girls evoke fantasies in men, transforming them into the hounds of the goddess Gilgamesh. Even the heroes of Lion Tiger, tempted by beauty and allure, succumb to temptation and the allure of wine. These are all traps of the great middle class.

The goddess Gilk hides countless Love girls, who are the alluring shadows of the goddess Gilk, searching for lost souls in love and passion. Not lost souls, but ugly actions like young men and women in love. Love and affection are a mask of duality, and the more they occupy themselves, the wilder they flow into the floral arrangements of spring. The will to bloom, the blossoming of spring flowers, has always been an innate nature that cannot be stopped by thought and soul. Nature is really not good; such a metaphor and analogy would truly destroy the meaning and truth of natural beauty. In fact, one can never forget the gardens of eros, because there lovers still touch each other's love of heart. Painting art of beauty becomes more and more enchanting and alluring, like a mountain spirit's temptation. No force can hinder the three beauties. The allure of the totem of beauty is revealed from the darkness. The shimmering elastic curves present a space full of love and the rainbow of love. Empty room of love, the noise outside the window above a large bed disturbs the cries of small vendors and companions struggling to survive. Here exists the dream love of men and women. The shape of beauty being is the sublimation of love and love in art, and it is also the whole meaning. To find out the soul being, this is the beauty and value of artworks. The form of expression is not a copy of lines and planes. Everything is for the girls' slender and elegant beauty. And painting the details of art, no beautiful detail is ignored. Love girls are drawn together. Slim, sexy, and slender, elastic thighs exude a captivating beauty, like towering mountains. Art shouldn't completely reject Astor's inner love, should it? The artist's painting styles, the colors they display, and the striking artistic style they create—among a group of Love girls, he laughs like a nightingale, his hands clasped in a clear, melodious voice. Some are like ethereal beauties wandering the seashore, wearing blue and white sailor dresses, poet and artist, a vendor of dream love. She even twirls and dances among the Love girls like a real swan, a ballet of love and romance! Shouting amidst the laughter of the Love girls, swirling in this waltz of love room, the artist's imagined Olympus imagines himself bound to the mast of a large ship. He dares not indulge his own existence, for the beautiful girl's siren-like, nightingale-like clear voice would make him lose himself in it, lose his own existence. But in dreams, the temptation is irresistible; she enters. In the artist's dream, he loses control of himself and his rationality, as if swept away by the passion of the sun god and the intoxication of Dionysus. He becomes lost in the traces of love of a young girl. That sailor dress is so beautiful; I've never seen anyone wear such a love-filled sailor uniform before. She's like a sea maiden calling out from the ocean, so vivid and real, not a fantasy. The image in the dream is a real, ethereal shadow. Her nightingale-like whistle is clear and full of vitality. One can imagine the moment Ximen Qing encounters Pan Jinlian. Is Pan Jinlian's beauty like the allure of this beautiful girl? One can honestly consider this: following her traces of love into the love room, she's even making faces at the love girls, as if she's swearing to them that the artist has become the prey of her Gilke shadow. What will she turn him into? Don't worry about the logo turning Artist into a pig, because Love Girl is lost in a romantic fantasy. She'll definitely turn Artist into a handsome young man, or Romeo, or Dramatic—someone with an ugly soul, but handsome on the outside, who's attracted to this kind of guy. Handsome on the outside, ugly on the inside scumbag. Love Girl forgets that Artist possesses Caesar's superpower mask, making all Love Girls a part of his love. The band starts a party, the revelry begins, champagne is drunk, and he starts drinking whiskey with Long Zelan. Love Girl dances a seductive dance of love for them, lifting her skirt to reveal smooth, white skin. The curves of her thighs wrap around the hem of her sailor skirt at her waist, giving her a uniquely sweet taste. Artist wakes from his dream. Who is Love Girl? The unfamiliar sailor girls giggled and laughed, their clear, nightingale-like voices echoing in my ears like a dream. Like a dream, magical like a dream, Anna was always the soul of like a dream. Whenever like a dream was about to step onto the stairs of lost paradise, Anna was like the tearful savior of Faust, she was Faust's Virgin Mary. Faust liked to bury his head in her full breasts, as if his soul was saved in the Virgin Mary's bosom. Dream, dream, dream, dream, Mephistopheles liked to seduce the artist in the study, and the pure, untouched by love. Pure angel, think of the artist. Pure angel beauty Zhao Ji, A motor beauty Beauty Goddess is the artist's pure angel. The creativity of art is endless, the expressiveness of art is diverse. The exploration of art is forever inexhaustible—this is the absolute visual imagination of art. The great spirit of beauty embodied in each painting is absolutely hidden in the artist's soul and the fusion of objective and subjective elements. When art is presented, it reveals only a portion of beauty from each perspective, because eternal beauty can never be fully expressed. This is the essence of artistic value and the enduring cultural significance and spirit inherent in the very existence of the soul.

"Few in this world can truly understand Don Quixote, and I am one of them. What is love? It's the eternal, undying love of an ugly country girl for a goddess of West Asia. But I believe this is the knight's lie; he's trying to cover something up, some sin, some scandal, like Jean Valjean's repentance towards the archbishop. So he spends his life atoning, but Javert never gives up, never giving him a chance to atone. He's searching. Jean Valjean, ... ofSin, God says we are all sinful, born with original sin. Where in this world is there any innocent person? It's just that French philosophers are shameless. They were clearly selfish and self-serving in their youth, indulging in pleasure in the name of art, promiscuous in the name of love, using the charm of older women to gain attention. Their confessions are a kind of spiritual sublimation of shamelessness. None of that matters. The most important thing is that it's all just to sell more books, ultimately to earn more money. Money never sleeps. Rousseau's Parisian life was romantic, but Rousseau was musical, he could play the piano well, write scores, and compose symphonies. But what is he compared to Beethoven? Rousseau knew how to make money. He loved the luxurious life of Paris, for beauty meant fine wine and beautiful women! Before the Fourth, Fifth, and Ninth Symphonies, all that messy love and romance of the past was insincere. Rousseau is simply a clown compared to Beethoven. Why did Hugo create a deformed monster instead of a bunch of monsters of... Is love truly disgusting? Is it sacrificing truth just for the sake of literary beauty? This knight's book ultimately aims to express a conclusion...

"What conclusion? Tell me quickly, uncle!"

"Even in the most absurd, ridiculous, and dark world, we must still fight for love and affection. This is humanity's DNA and its faith; we cannot allow this faith to disappear in any form. This is Cervantes' lie. Perhaps Miss Dulcinea is like the poet Jane Eyre. Jane Eyre who forever rejected his love, Jane Eyre who was forever prejudiced against him—even if he were now a billionaire, it wouldn't matter. Jane Eyre wouldn't love him, a billionaire. This is the great side effect of misunderstanding; it's terrifying."

"Uncle, you mean Miss Dulcinea is Cervantes's beauty, an absolute beauty, but she rejected him and never gave him any improper love? Yes, Uncle, my brother-in-law Hengrui has also been troubled by this, because the AI ​​intelligent entity in the diversified society has materialized this mythical golden world, opening a new chapter. My brother-in-law is both excited and worried, filled with some anxiety about the future. Although there is no discrimination in a diversified society, and all beings are equal, free, democratic, open, objective, and liberated, Henry always feels that something is not right."

"Henry has lofty ideals and ambitions; he's almost right in every way. He believes in freedom, openness, and equality for all. However, he can't be too hasty or too eager for quick success, or he'll ruin the evolutionary process of this perfect, pluralistic society."

"Yes, a diverse society cannot exist without the three principles of money. We cannot do without the support of Internet Finance 3.0, otherwise everything will degenerate into a diverse society. It will no longer be pure, no longer perfect. We have always pursued pure beauty, but we never expected that the biggest driving force supporting a diverse society would be Internet Finance 3.0. Innovation. We never expected that The Merchant of Venice was right. This is quite a wake-up call for human society. The Merchant of Venice was actually the smartest, the most persistent, and the greatest figure who understood the essence of the world—a great loan shark!"

"A Midsummer Night's Dream, The Tempest, Love's Futility, As You Like It, The Merchant of Venice, Caesar, Athens, Timon, Othello, New York, MacMuffin, Hamlet, Hamlet, and others—these are all great novels. The Gadfly is one of the world's greatest novels. These are absolutely the pinnacle of beauty. You could say that these works use the concept of time and space to showcase the art beauty of time and space. It's a dreamlike beauty, presented in these ways. It can be called the most perfect form of art show for the soul, the mind, and the spiritual culture. The art of Jin Ping Mei pioneered an innovative means and method of aesthetic expression. This is so important. It can be called the beauty of the floating world, the beauty of the mundane world, the beauty of life. The way arts are shown is different, like the beauty of the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang." It's not about creating monstrous, gluttonous creatures. Firstly, the methods of plundering youth exist in museums, just as museums aren't truly pure beauty. It was precisely the birth of *Jin Ping Mei* that allowed the book's ukiyo-e style to fully showcase beauty itself, not merely human, supernatural, or numerical illusions and mathematical constructions. Human thought and soul need this artistic approach of *Jin Ping Mei*. For example, the name *Jin Ping Mei* comes entirely from the orthodox tradition of the *Book of Rites*, and its creation is entirely rooted in the tradition of the *Spring and Autumn Annals* and *Zuo Zhuan*. The descriptions of orange-colored objects in *Jin Ping Mei* are also extremely meticulous and distinctive. *Jin Ping Mei* showcases the social conditions and states of various levels of the Ming and Song dynasties, sometimes leading one astray. Unable to leave... Emerging from this place is like entering Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Spring. Why recommend Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Spring? Because of his pastoral poetry. The first-rate halls of the Wei-Jin literati might not reveal the deep-seated plight of Wu and Liu. At least in Su Shi's works, one can glimpse the earthy atmosphere of Dongpo's Cold Food Festival. Tao Yuanming, however, had already transcended worldly concerns, unaffected by the filth of the city. This is why Su Shi ultimately couldn't reach Tao Yuanming's level of attainment—similar to the analogy of Huineng and Shenxiu in Zen Buddhism! Jin Cheng's greatest contribution is preserving this mode of existence and creative form of aesthetics, allowing us to learn from it in our exploration of aesthetics.

"The process by which the beauty of *Jin Ping Mei* is born is Ximen Qing's love and romance, right?"

"You can imagine Ximen Qing as a collector. He collects the best of Jin Ping Mei, and he finds joy in the aesthetic wonders within it. Life is like a play, and everyone is an actor. Ximen Qing is the soul that gave birth to Jin Ping Mei. Sometimes, isn't Ximen Qing just like Zhen Shiyin? And sometimes, isn't the one who borrowed money from Ying Bojue to go to Tokyo for the imperial examination just like the ungrateful Jia Yucun?"