Showing posts with label dreams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dreams. Show all posts

Thursday, October 6, 2011

people in my dream last night


Firstly, Lucy
and then, Liang Sicheng
certainly, me

it was in Beijing University.
How did I get there and why were I there? No idea. Or say, rather like that I just found some cheap accommodation there in the student hostel.
The subconscious can really mess things up.
It was really cozy, I mean, the room, especially their mattresses, which were directly lying on the floor. Everything were white, clean.
People were moving around with their luggage. So, it could be the beginning of semester or so.
The place that I was staying, was on the second floor, or third floor? Anyway, not on the ground floor, because the ground floor was occupied, by some boys. Among them, Liang Sicheng was there.
It must be influenced by Laurence's Rainbow, in which, little children of neighbors are playing couple games. So the girls upstairs were giggling about the boys downstairs.
Nevertheless, it didn't go on like that. Lucy is busy, even in my dream. She came back very late in the evening and brought some friends with her. Seeing that I was still awake, she was a little bit surprised. She had to share the bed with me. So I was worried a little bit, because I was not sure if she would not mind to share the blanket with me.
the dream ended there.

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

the dream from last night


I dreamt about my thesis tutor and Jia Pingwa, the famous rural novel writer.
Certainly, at this moment, the plot of the dream has turned rather vague already, but I still remember that they were friends in my dream. My tutor went to Jia's place with a big box of tea, as gift.
Jia was practicing his calligraphy, when we arrived. Yes, it seems I was there, too. Jia said something concerning his theory of calligraphy. But what was that? No idea. I couldn't remember. In reality, I don't think that Jia's calligraphy is worth compliments. Nevertheless, he feels comfortable with it. That's what counts.
My tutor was taking photos with his little new camera. This idea must be derived from what I saw when I visited him last time in Beijing.
It started raining. My tutor was using an umbrella, that its binding cap in the center could be removed easily. Firstly, it was easy to be removed. Later, it was broken. It had no influence to the umbrella at all. The umbrella stayed firm and handy.
But why, and when, did they go out? What for? No idea.
When I returned to Jia's place, a lot of his colleagues were distributing something. That's the scene, which could be happened normally, in any of Danwei, in my memory. The tea box, which my tutor brought to there, was gone. I asked them where it was. A woman said ah somebody took it. I asked her to take it back, in a strict non-negotiatable manner. She said, what's the big deal? The one who took it loves it very much.
What kind of logic was that? I hate this kind of 'logic'.