庄周梦蝶，虚实如沉香袅袅。香与梦自古纠缠：古人借烟缕会故人，以香霭入幻境。缥缈烟影，原是中国人筑的梦乡。今在北京，犹触香中残梦。循千年烟迹，解香梦共生之谜——沉香升起时，是此刻，还是谁未醒的梦？  

Zhuangzi’s butterfly dream blurs reality like curling agarwood smoke. For ages, fragrance and dreams intertwined: ancestors met loved ones in smoke or wandered realms in mist. That ethereal haze was China’s dreamscape. Today in Beijing, its traces linger. Tracing millennia of smoke, we ask—when incense rises, is it now, or someone’s slumbering dream?