These days I am horrified by the way AI scrutinizes my writings, of which every detail carries flaws, and I almost make up my mind to only write in Chinese and translate it into English as if the latter were still written by myself—after all, the thoughts and ideas are still mine, so that I don’t feel ashamed too much. However, AI is still just a “machine”, and once I reach the upper limit of tolerating its “authority”, the trust in my “authentic human creativity” still defeats the “counterfeit lifeless programs.” Finally, I go back to the start, writing articles first in English and reviewing them to get rid of as many flaws as possible.