At night, I dreamed that I was in a big school, and I saw a big boy bullying a little boy, so I recognized the little boy as my brother and let him follow me not to be bullied, but when I came home from school, we had to separate, and the big boy saw the opportunity to chase after the bully boy again, and I quickly ran over to take the bus with him to take him home. On the bus I can not find them, I was crowded to the last row, the conductor one by one to let buy tickets, 5 yuan a ticket, but I have no cash, I said I WeChat to transfer to you, he gave me a courier slip for me to scan, the carriage shook, how can not be scanned, the first time swept up but swept into a bar code of the courier number, and then scanned the two-dimensional code, but the two-dimensional code is not clear, how can not be scanned. I asked the three older kids sitting next to me for help, and I said borrow me five dollars to buy a ticket first, and then I handed it to you, and the three of them, only the younger kid said he had exactly five dollars in cash, and he took it out and handed it to the conductor. I took my phone and said I'll transfer it to you, and the kid who lent me my money said he didn't have a cell phone, and I woke up again when I was worried about how to pay him back.
Waking up with uneasiness and apologies, I thought it wouldn't work, so I went back to sleep, to get myself back to the dream I had just had to pay off the child's money, confused and ran through many dreams, but I couldn't continue the last dream on the bus, and I walked out of the dream with regret.
After fully awake, I thought of a question.
In real life, all human activities can be continuous, no matter how much experience is experienced in sleep, the body wakes up, and all the cold and warm worldly things can be truly continued. Unlike dreams, it is absurd and often fragmented.
So, I want to look at dreams from a different perspective:
Dreams are the spaces in which one's souls move in past lives or future lives without a physical body, and the constant awakening of this life disturbs the freedom of souls in past lives and future lives.
Reality is like a dream, and the body restricts the freedom of the soul.
In the dream world, the soul can fly freely. In reality, those who want to fly test flights are all unrecognizable.
For a moment, I would also think
It seems that I am becoming more and more superstitious, and people who are far away from reality will not be so ridiculous and unconventional.
"But when I think of being your passerby after all, I feel that I have become a passerby of the whole world, and although the wind mostly bypasses my soul."
"Floating like a dream
For the joy of geometry"
