Then I suddenly understood what good love is, which is inclusive and not necessarily the same in all aspects.
We bought a house, warm yellow, where we can cook. The floor is warm, so it won't be cold when we walk barefoot. The soft bed in the bedroom is like a TV, walking around hand in hand in the new house, looking forward to the future life. She smiled sweetly and could see that she was happy.
All this is so real that tears of happiness will flow down. When she threw herself into my arms, I began to believe that all this was true.
1. Bomb incident
One night, I received a short message saying that there was a dumb egg left by Japan during World War II around my house and asked me to find it and throw it away as soon as possible.
I didn't think much in a hurry and found it easily. The first time I threw the bomb into the distance, I couldn't see the road in the distance, and it was dark. After walking for a long time, I felt almost the same, so I threw the bomb hard.
I happened to meet a bus passing by. With the faint light of the bus, I saw the bomb rolling across the road quickly. Fortunately, the bus didn't hit the bomb, and several cars on the other road gently dodged.
I just breathed a sigh of relief and found a building across the road!
Why not call the police at the first time, but act on your own? Regret, just hope the dumb egg doesn't explode.
On my way home, I always worry about bombs. When I walked to a rental house, a burst of white light shook my eyes, followed by two loud noises.
After that, the bomb exploded, the house caught fire in a large area, and the fire engines and police cars were dispatched back and forth, and the sound was harsh. Will the police come for me?
I accidentally saw TV, and the picture was a moving subway camera.
This camera is very cleverly designed. It usually looks like it's on it. Today, I regard a person's eyes as a camera.
There is a corpse standing under each camera. The picture shows me on the subway, and there is a huge close-up. The funny thing is that I'm watching the camera rotate with him, too.
2. High-voltage line accident
Maybe it was locked, so I walked aimlessly and saw a high-voltage line. There was no fence outside the high-voltage line, so I went in.
Woke up and found that things were not good. I can't retreat. I dare not move, for fear of being electrocuted into a barbecue. I shouted around. Many people came and no one helped.
Desperate, I really hope this is a dream, which can solve all problems, but if it is a dream, the object will be gone, and there is a danger of high pressure while thinking about bombs.
Call the firemen. They don't care about this kind of thing. They are busy at the scene of the explosion. Later, my friend came and turned off several high-voltage lines, causing a sudden power outage in half of the city. It was dark and finally came out safely, but the bomb was still in my heart.
Wake up in a dream
Go home with friends and imagine that you may be separated from your partner after being caught in prison. After the extreme pain, I found myself asleep at my desk with a hot wire on my arm, and my object was snoring gently in the bedroom. Ah, ha ha ha ha ha ha. This is really a dream.
A relaxed feeling, blaming yourself for always having such unreliable dreams, will really scare your little heart.
The next day, the object went back to his hometown, and someone died and needed help. My eldest brother, second brother and third brother are all back. After the funeral, I met a sandstorm on my way home. I ran home and closed the doors and windows, but I still couldn't stop the dust everywhere. There are grains of sand in my mouth and room.
Wake up in a dream again
I found that my second brother didn't know when he came to my house, and there was a chat without a word. I wanted to see someone, so I made an excuse to come to the next room.
She squatted on the ground and painted. I picked up Mazar, put it under her ass, and gently held her behind me. Why didn't I sit down and draw? How tired I am squatting. She said she wanted to squat down and paint. At this time, I was thinking about how to let her meet her family. ?
The second brother came over, and I told her that this was my brother, and the object was called by his first name. It was the first time to come to my hometown and a meeting with my family. Unfortunately, my eldest brother also came, and then all my relatives came.
I was tired and thirsty, so I went to the next room to drink water. When I came back, everything was gone and empty!
5. Fully awake and understand life
What appeared in front of me was the ceiling, a quilt and a person who slept late. I'm awake. I really woke up this time. Everything is my fantasy, but is it true?
Looking back on this week, the words I heard the most were single, finding a partner, getting married right away and so on. , caused the subconscious memory of the cerebral cortex, so I had a partner in my dream.
Being with objects that don't meet their respective frequencies is the problem of running attribution that has been considered these days.
Being able to cook is my small goal this year. I will have a warm home-cooked meal in Beijing, and it is better to have her.
What does the bomb stand for? The bombs hidden in answering questions and life all exploded on Friday night, making bombs in dreams.
The bus is a must-see bus to work every day. Every time it is blocked at the crossroads, people and cars are crowded.
Weird cameras are ubiquitous cameras in the workplace, and I stare at them for a while every time.
A large-scale fire happened in Beijing last year, forcing most people to leave Beijing.
High-voltage line is a small pressure left by the operation industry, and it is also a small pressure and motivation for work. Finally, I will solve it with my friends. Now our operations team will work together, which is a sign.
Drilling into the high-voltage line is the shadow of fire when I was a child.
The sandstorm was awakened by a huge wind one night, which made the sky in Beijing very blue during the day.
The last painting is probably the memory of an old iron painter when evaluating the list last night.
Love, love, love in the whole dream is the reassembly of trivial fragments of life and makes it look like expectation or disappointment.
Dreams are the glue of fragmented life. In life, we encounter thousands of pieces of information, but rarely leave memories in dreams, forming a vivid story.
To some extent, dreams may be life and another expression of parallel worlds. ?