I had a dream last night. I dreamed of a tree with white flowers and yellow flowers, and a voice in my ear said to me, this one is a pear and that one is a pear.

The ancestors foresaw that misfortune would befall you, so they gave you a dream and hoped you would avoid it.

The tree is you. You can see two flowers.

Pear ice is clean, white and elegant.

But you have pink peach blossoms in your heart.

You don't know the true colors of peach blossoms,

Therefore, the ancestors pointed out to you,

To Zhihu,

Keep you away from it.

If you ask again,

Why bother?

This secret can't be revealed,

Everything is predestined,

Everything is in nature.