I have been fond of dreaming since I was a child. When I wake up from the dream, I can still clearly remember the plot of the dream. Sometimes I am talking to people, sometimes I travel to space, sometimes I travel back in time. In my dream, I even participated in the Anti-Japanese War several times.
Some dreams are like a few abstract paintings or a still image, which is difficult to understand, but some dreams are composed of many fragments like movie shots. I seem to be the protagonist and a bystander. When I wake up and string these fragments together, it becomes a story. Although it is dull and familiar, I regard it as a precious life record.
Every dream is written with oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar added. There is no guarantee that the writing will be good, only that it is a private dish.