I used to watch the TV drama "Heavenly Path," where Ding Yuanying was always quietly listening to "Daughter of Heaven" in his room, described as "music that can penetrate the bones and reach the soul." I was quite puzzled at the time—was the music really that beautiful, or was it my appreciation skills or equipment that were lacking? I just couldn't feel it.

Today, my girlfriend went out to take the dog for a bath. I was home alone, quite quiet, so I casually played some songs recommended by the system (I don't usually listen to music often). Then I heard a song called "End of us." Considering my mood at the time, I suddenly felt that sense. It was amazing—like the music was flowing through my body.

Before I knew how many times I had listened to it, I realized that this song was actually AI-generated. 🥹 I felt both happy and sad...