I've dreamed a lot since I came to NZ. 

Sometime I dreamed of my happy collage time, teasing my classmates by asking them to pick up a small green pea with any part of their body except their hands.  In my dream, I also met my grandma, who became weak at daytime but really strong and greedy at night because there is spirit inside her.(This probabely because my Burman landlord used to tell a lot of story about the spirit).

Uncle used to say because I felt so excited and unsecure in the new environment so that I became a addict to dream. hehe, maybe. It is said anyone could remember the dream clearly after he wake up, he must have slightly neurasthenia. But I sometimes do that intentionally. If anyone would explain my dream, you are highly welcomed. Thank you! (But I think I need to do a little confession at first, I had some drinks yesterday but not too much.)

Last night, the dream turned out quite weired and thrilling.

Basically I dreamed I survived from a devastating earthquake.  I was kind of on the trip to a foreign country. But I was still arounded by a huge Chinese crowds actually.

At the beginning, I remembered a strong earthquake shaken the place I lived. Then all the frightened people gathered in a wide-open area, standing on the edge of an uncompleted construction site of express ways. A guy took the lead and said only we move in the same pace that could avoid the shaking wave from the earthquake.  All of us then become one in heart and soul. After each shout from the leader, we followed him and jumped.  Once we jumped,  the express way sank a little bit. Several times later, we all grounded safely.

Then people began scattering to retreat. I look around, debris are all around and I had no idea where to go.  Very beautiful sunset came from the left so I decided to follow. I was quite tired and hot ,so I walked very slowly. I couldn't feel my legs as I lost so many strength and finally I lost my consciousness.  Unfortunately, the way I went were actually the epic center of the next earthquake, which was even stronger than the first one.

Then I felt like I became quite light, just like the soul. I could fly and the becautiful sunset was still there.

I saw rays of lights came from the front and then lost my consciousness. I kept asking myself : Am I dead? Am I really dead?

I saw a lot of people in other countries closely followed the nature disaster throught news on TV and pray for me. They write my name in big size on the beach so that the god will see it and save me, I guess.

I was still not sure whether I died or not. When I came back to the ground where I fell, I realized I became quite tiny and only a head could be seen.  

Relatives of the victims were queueing in line to search for their beloved ones and my mother were among them! I tried my best to extend my right hand, I would like to see whether I could hold her hands so that I would know whether I am still alive.  I was really nervous when my hands was nearly close to hers because that's the moment I could confirm myself. Fortunately, I hold her hand and I am sure I am still alive.

Then the next few days, I became better and better. I was warmly welcomed when I walked out of the flight cabin taking me back to China. Still, under the beautiful sunset.

When I back to the office, everyone felt so happy for me and our deputy editor chief J J held my hands, kept saying you are so lucky and you made us all worried about you.

Then another dream began. I dreamed I was sitting in a waiting room for the plane with a couple and two of their naughty kids. Because I want to see movie at the front, I just moved my seat. The kids also followed me. There father took care of them and helped them to settle down.

 But when he came back, I saw his face began twisted and he began vomiting and fell down. I sent him to the hospital and judging from my experience, I though he just had internal bleeding in his stomach.

The doctor also agreed with me and said under such condition, 90 % possibility were for the stomach bleeding. They put some steel equipments to prop up his belly, I though, well, quite different from the treatment in China.

Then I wake up.

Hehe...

两种老公，两种人生