"Early in the morning, I woke up and found myself lying on the bunk bed in the dormitory, the beds were empty, the quilts were neatly arranged, and I was the only one still in bed. When I walked into the classroom, I suddenly realized that this was a skills training class, and everyone in the classroom was learning skills seriously, what skills to learn, some were doing chemical experiments, some were doing mechanical work, and some were writing programs...... Everyone is in their own position, so let's learn what you need. For the whole day, there were no cultural classes.

At night, all the students in the class returned to the dormitory and slept on bunk beds, both male and female. When my classmates were lying on the bed and sleeping under the quilt, a male tablemate (Xueba) in my middle school days secretly told me, "It's time to study by candle and study culture class." "I saw him, with a desk lamp, lying on his stomach seriously, looking at the book ......"

This dream is not complicated, but it has some deep meaning, and it is also my subconscious worry. Ever since I started recording my dreams, I have been subconsciously worried.

The cultural heritage is not deep enough to support the project of describing dreams. Why do we say engineering, in addition to describing dreams, we also have to make dreams, or I prefer to say that the process of describing dreams is a process of dreaming. This process is like crushing the materials of life, catalyzing them by dreams, and then weaving them together at the touch of a hand.

No one but me knows which are true dreams, which are made up, or whether they are all made up.

Wouldn't that be nonsense!

Ha ha...... I suddenly felt as if I was talking nonsense.

How is it possible that all students, regardless of gender, sleep in the same room, all in bunk beds? How can it be a skills training classroom, everyone is in their own formation, learning skills, on the contrary, learning cultural classes, you need to learn secretly in the dark, none of these are in line with common sense, are not possible things, but often those places that seem unreasonable to you, make you the most unforgettable, but have an inseparable far-fetched relationship with the experience of life.

But consciousness tends to overlook such obvious mistakes. For problems that look roughly the same outline, the logic is not clear, and the details are not known how to deal with them, pay attention to the limited length, need to spend some calories to process, need to consult the brain center (approve a little calorie), if you are a little tired at the moment, or did not rest well last night, and the meal has not been eaten, it is easier to ignore the need, these problems that need calories to participate in processing.

And this far-fetched actually has a source, for example, when I was in college, I worked as a winter vacation worker on the assembly line of the Southern Electronics Factory, and I once lived in a small duplex apartment of more than 90 square meters, with a men's dormitory on the first floor and a women's dormitory on the second floor. There are a total of 32 beds. For another example, I came from a science class and prefer history, geography, ideology and culture......

Skill learning is the acquisition of steps and procedures, and compared with theoretical learning that needs to be understood and applied, skill learning is a programmed operation of theoretical learning. In the dream, everyone is learning skills seriously, what skills are they learning? Some are doing chemical experiments, some are doing mechanical work, and some are writing programs...... Everyone is in their own position, so let's learn what you need. On the contrary, the study of cultural classes requires a male classmate (Xueba) in my middle school days to secretly tell me that I should study at night.

On the surface, the subconscious mind attaches importance to skills and despises theories, reversing the importance of skill learning and theoretical learning, but in fact, in an open classroom, everyone can master skill learning by pointing out one or two points to each other, and cultural class learning requires hard work, you need to stay up late with lights, and read at night, you can imagine the importance of cultural classes.

After graduating from college, based on the fact that I had just started working in the second half of my senior year, and had failed in four jobs, I longed for a job that I could support myself, and I urgently needed a job that gave me a sense of identity, a long-term job, to prove that I could support myself.

That year, there were expectations and hesitations; There is joy, there is confusion; Sometimes hesitant, sometimes relieved. There are also many dreams from high school that have been forgotten on a sunny afternoon before they can be realized.

So, I finally understood a truth, some dreams can only be thought about in dreams, but a person must hold on to something.

It was also that year that I came alone to this small town with inconvenient transportation, closed information and strong human feelings. At that time, the town was not yet a small town, but more like a living block that served agricultural cultivation. Urbanization has not yet been perfected, and the freshly paved asphalt roads are spacious and shiny under the blazing sun. The street lighting lamps are dark and dim. The most women encountered on the street were all wrapped in headscarves, hats, and camouflage uniforms. And I am one of the few who walks on the sunny avenue with a sun umbrella.

The town seems to have only two seasons, summer and winter. Heating begins in October, and heavy snow blows to cover the next March, and after April, the sun is blazing, and the vegetation is dense and green.

Aside from my work relationship, I rarely went out throughout the winter, and my relationships were very simple. Go out at ten o'clock in the morning, the street is rarely crowded, occasionally see a few people walking in the morning, there are a lot of big cotton clothes, gloves, hats and masks, covered tightly, only revealing a pair of strange eyes, like two black holes, deep and borderless.

As an introvert, I craved stability, and I quickly got used to life here. I worked here, got married, and had a milky soft baby.

In five years, I went home three times, adding up to less than a month. Thousands of miles away from his parents and relatives, living an unspeakable idle life, he is aggrieved and hates himself in his heart.

It seems that he can't mix up the name and deserve the praise of his parents, and he can't be by his parents' side, serving and taking care of him. In my old father's words, it is okay to save some money for the New Year and show filial piety, after all, you are an intellectual who has studied and gone to university.

When you become an adult, you are independent, don't depend on anyone, and live together when you meet a good person, and you won't let your parents worry about even taking care of yourself, or go to the moonlight clan, gnaw on the old clan, and squat at home......

The desire to go back to the furnace and rebuild, either to learn operational skills or to learn cultural classes, stems from dissatisfaction with real life. At the age of twenty, he had low self-esteem and was too timid to try. Now Ben San, there is a milky baby who needs armor and steel helmet to protect, and I need to transform into a superman, a superhuman mother who is just my milky soft baby.

This reminds me of a famous saying, "To grow up is to experience the baptism of life, to see the nature of suffering, but to love life more." ”

The dream gave me a revelation that it is important to stick to the code word, and the cultural heritage is also very important. Only by constantly reading books, enriching oneself, and not being empty in the subconscious, can we do the project of dreaming better and longer.