Is it Zhuang Zhou dreaming of butterflies, or is Zhuang Zhou dreaming of butterflies? Which one is reality and which one is a dream? Or are both illusory dreams? No one can be sure. If Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, can he put aside the limitations of complex human thoughts and fly pure and free? If it is Zhuang Zhou who dreams of butterflies, can he fly freely and innocently? Can the monotonous life become complicated and colorful, and feel the complexity, novelty and excitement of the human world? So whether it is Zhuang Zhou dreaming of butterflies or Zhuang Zhou dreaming of butterflies, it is just a wonderful fairy tale fruit. But if dreams are not just dreams. Is there reality in reality? What will you do?
I often wonder why Zhuang Zhou dreamed of turning into a butterfly? Isn't it good to have a complex, colorful and exciting life? Is it because he saw through the prosperous and colorful human world and yearned for a simple and comfortable life? Dancing, flying freely, accompanying moths, playing among flowers, even if it is only for a short moment, it is still warm and joyful...