Zhuangzi dreamed that he was a butterfly in his dream, and then he felt that he was really a butterfly. Then I woke up and knew that I was Zhuang Zhou, not a butterfly. This is the limitation of "knowledge". In the dream, he thought he was a butterfly because he didn't remember that he was alone. When he woke up, he didn't think he was a butterfly. Things are the same, and different knowledge leads to different conclusions.
There is such a passage in the Theory of Homogeneous Things: Nie Gannu asks you: "Do you know that everything has the same standard?" I hope you say, "How should I know!" "Do you know what you don't know?" How should I know! "So everything can't know? I hope you say, "How should I know! Even so, I still try to say: you ask me a question, how do you know my answer is "know" instead of "don't know"? How do I know that my answer to "I don't know" is not "I know"? Let me ask you: people like to sleep in dry beds, loaches like to sleep in wet soil, and apes like to sleep in tall trees. Who knows the best place to live? People eat animal meat, elk eat grass, and owls like to eat mice. Who knows what tastes best? Beauty lies in beauty, but the bird sees it high and the fish sees it deep. Who knows what real beauty is? This is the limitation of "knowledge".