What is the strangest dream you have ever had?

The content of the dream is roughly like this:

I saw a golden light in front of me, so dazzling that I didn't dare to look straight, so I kept my head down and my eyes closed.

Suddenly a voice came from the golden light: "Who are you?"

His voice is very strong. I don't know why. As soon as he spoke, I knew he was a Tathagata.

Then inexplicably knelt down.

Once again, I was really an atheist at that time, but I knelt down uncontrollably in my dream.

I didn't say anything and I didn't know I was dreaming. Then the Buddha said, "When we meet, it's fate. What is your dream? " (Something like this)

It feels a bit like modern vernacular, but it does say something to this effect.

I'm a little excited to hear that. At that time, my first thought turned out to be wives and concubines. At that time, I was only 23 years old and my blood was boiling. )

But I managed to control it and said, "I want to know the secret of the universe!" " "At that time, I enjoyed studying this knowledge, and my curiosity was particularly heavy. )

What's up, my friends? My pattern is very big. I gave up the temptation of concubines and told such a dream.

Buddha didn't speak again. After a few seconds, the golden light suddenly disappeared. I opened my eyes in my dream and saw a black whirlpool.

I couldn't help drifting into the whirlpool and saw a picture that shocked me.

I seem to be floating in the air, surrounded by glowing spheres, which look like starry sky as a whole, but those spheres are not as big as my fingers, so I can easily catch them.

I am floating around, and there seem to be many purple and green lines in the air. I didn't know what it was, and then I saw a white fog. It didn't take long for those glowing spheres, lines and white fog to disappear.

The most horrible scene appeared, and I suddenly saw myself! ! !

It's really me Many people said it was impossible to dream about myself, but I did. I clearly saw myself standing in front of me.

I don't know why, I was scared by myself, and I had an inexplicable fear in my dream.

Usually, if I dream something terrible, I will wake up directly, but I don't. I looked at myself for ten seconds.

I must have seen more than that, but I only remember these things after I woke up. I can't remember what expression and clothes I saw at the moment I woke up. I seem to understand the secret of the universe in my dream. )

Golden light appeared in front of my eyes again. I closed my eyes again and knelt down again. (Really out of control)

The Buddha didn't speak, so I couldn't help saying, "Thank you, Buddha, I already know the secret of the universe."

That's why I'm sure I understand the secret of the universe, because I remember saying this to Buddha.

The Buddha did not answer, and the golden light disappeared again. I opened my eyes and saw a black thing that looked like a seed floating in the air, and then I woke up.

The above content is a dream, a little unscientific, just as a joke.

I can't remember the complete dream after waking up, and I always feel that I have forgotten a lot. After waking up, I sat in bed for a long time and felt that I had experienced an extraordinary dream.

Besides, I was very energetic when I woke up that day, and I didn't want to sleep after waking up.

Other aspects are no different, and life has not changed at all.

Looking back on this dream now, I regret it a little. I should have asked Buddha to help me get some money, but I was young and all I could think about was beauty and the universe.

I had many dreams about ancient times. Moreover, in real life, my sister and I are twin sisters. Because of this sisterhood, my sister and I often dream of going together. I often dream of a white-haired teenager with waist-high white hair, at least about twenty. I was his good friend in my dream. We often drink tea and recite poems together, play chess and play the piano together, and occasionally see ourselves and him looking at the lotus pond and the goose soft stone road in the pond under the pavilion. From time to time, girls pass by and look up at us. Later, I told my sister my story. My sister immediately told me the same dream as me. She said that she had been seeing a lotus pond with a pavilion. Looking up, two invisible Kaonashi students are looking at her.

I got goose bumps when she said that.

Another time, I always dreamed that I fell to the bottom of the well to save a girl, and slowly the ancient well turned into hell. Countless pairs of black fingers pulled me down, and I cried so hard that I could only think about talking.

Another time, I had a strange dream when I was sleeping in the dormitory at night. I dreamed that there was a little boy at home. The little boy has been sitting in my window, his legs are drooping and trembling. Then he jumped down from the window and threw himself into my arms, grinning and saying something I couldn't hear clearly. The boy is wearing ancient clothes, very cute, white, short hair, unable to see his face clearly, and very old. Go, there's something. Go and have a look. Sister, I'm dead. This is the only thing I have left. Then I woke up, because I was still a child of 16 years old, so I didn't dare to go.

My sister and I have always dreamed of something more cautious than a ghost pressing the bed since childhood, such as a pale woman who can't see clearly staring at you, but you dare not move. It's hard to talk. I'm talking about in a dream. Besides, that woman is always smiling insidiously, sitting on the pillow and staring at you.

Sometimes I dream that some black things take away some old people I know, and I hear the laughter of owls that night. As a result, three days later, some old people were in mourning. These didn't dare to tell my family, who said I think about it every day.

Sometimes I always dream that a white woman like Sadako killed me in my dream, or I grabbed my leg with one hand, swinging from side to side, tossing in every corner, but only my intuition was thrown out, not the pain of being hit by the wall.

Another time, when I first fell in love, the first date was very happy. On my way home, I received a phone call from my boyfriend, saying that you are a little tired today and should go to bed early. Then at night, there was the white-haired boy who hadn't dreamed for a long time. This dream is very real. At first, I was playing with my friends, my sister. Suddenly, the white-haired boy walked out in front of the school corridor. At this time, everyone ran away from me for no reason.

He stuck it on my back and said in a bad tone, do you think I will let you go if you have a boyfriend? What else is there? I will let him leave you slowly, and then he disappears and I wake up. The next day, he broke up with me. At first, he said that he had a fever and caught a cold when he got home, which was very serious. Later, he broke up.

These are all dreams and coincidences that happened to me. It's all true, so I won't say more. Anyway, it's strange that my dream has been closed all my life.

I can't remember how old I started dreaming. Sometimes dreams will emerge consciously or unconsciously after waking up.

For example, when I was very young, I had a dream that I was an adventurer or like a hero. In my dream, I stood on the cliff and jumped down. I fell down with a "wow" and opened my sleepy eyes. I realized that I was lying on the bed and saw my mother hurriedly take a towel to wipe my cold sweat. My mother said, "You are dreaming again, don't be afraid." Then she touched my head and ears with warm hands and muttered, "You can't be scared by touching a spoon, but you will be scared after touching your ears."

Then I had a son, and I told him this dream. Like Duke Zhou, I told him, "Because we didn't have a trampoline when we were young, we should play in the sand on the second floor and find the highest place to jump down and see who has the courage."

The son listened and said, "Stop it, stop it and dream."

But I had a dream in the summer of 1992 and I haven't told anyone yet.

It can be said that dreams are very special and weird. I have never been sure whether they are nightmares or not. After all, it is an outrageous dream.

When I woke up that day, I was still in a deep dream. The man in the dream actually looks like a demon without anyone. Her face was painted red and white. She flew to my bed and I slept on my right. She opened her bloody mouth and began to exhale into my left hair. The stench instantly uprooted my left hair. My heart was beating fast, and I said, "Ghost, ghost, you are an evil ghost." I tore, I struggled, and after several rounds, I felt weak. I grabbed her when I saw her open her mouth. Suddenly a cool breeze blew, and the wild demon laughed and disappeared in an instant.

Another voice said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here to help you." This is a woman talking, although the voice is very small, but I think this voice is very familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere.

I asked, "Who are you?"

She said, "I'm here to help you transplant your hair."

I touched my bare left head and said, "Really!"

She nodded. I was lucky enough to think that a demon ran in the front foot and a fairy came in the back foot, so I asked the fairy to try it and replant my hair.

When I woke up, my hair was intact. I decided to get a haircut today. So, I walked into the barber shop I often went to. When the barber saw me, his face was very enthusiastic. She said, "My apprentice Xiaoying wants to invite you to dinner."

I asked, "Why did she invite me?

Rong Rong said, "You forget that she went to the beauty salon last winter and did something bad."

I remember that I wrote an article to the newspaper to get justice for Xiaoying. It suddenly occurred to me that the fairy who planted my hair in my dream last night sounded familiar.

Whether the dream has anything to do with it or not, it is better to do something good and accumulate some grievances. This may be the realization of this ridiculous dream. I can't think of anything else.

A strange dream that impressed me the most was that I went to a mountain area on business more than twenty years ago. That day, after dinner, I was going to rest in the hotel. But at eleven o'clock, I suddenly felt itchy all over. The county sent a doctor to diagnose and gave me a diagnosis of food allergy. The doctor prescribed me some antiallergic drugs and told me to go to bed early after taking them.

After going to bed, I quickly fell into a strange semi-sleep state. It's like waking up and feeling in a daze. It is in this state of half dream and half waking that I feel I have to carry a big coffin. But the coffin was not covered properly. I tried to push the coffin, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't cover it. I woke up two or three times in the middle and dreamed of pushing the coffin lid after falling asleep.

When I woke up the next day, I had an unspeakable foreboding, but I didn't know where it came from.

A week later, when I got home, I realized that my grandmother, who had brought me up since childhood, had died unfortunately. It is said that her neck has been soft and not hard for more than ten hours after her death. Old people in the countryside say that if the dead old man's neck is not hard, he can't cover the coffin. So, the coffin lid has been open like this. The old people also said that grandma's neck is not hard and she must be waiting for someone to see her off. At that time, all my children and grandchildren were there except me. So everyone knew that her old man was waiting for me, so we had to tell her in front of her that I was away on business and had heavy work, so I couldn't send her. Only when I come back from a business trip can I visit the grave to pay homage to her old man. With these words, grandma's neck hardened slowly, then she covered the coffin and buried it.

When I came back from a business trip and went back to my hometown, I could only kneel in front of my grandmother's grave and silently tell her regrets and guilt that I couldn't send her the last trip.

According to the time calculation, I dreamed that the time of pushing the coffin lid was just the time when my grandmother could not cover the coffin after entering the coffin.

According to my friends' propositions, let me talk about some vivid dreams I experienced 30 or 40 years ago-it was a summer vacation in 79, a night with few stars and moons. I felt a little tired after washing clothes, so I went to bed early. I can sleep until after midnight, dreaming that the secretary of the Luo branch of the brigade told me to hang my mother.

"Hang what green? My mother is fine. We just cooked and ate ... "I was confused in my dream, so I said to him.

Luoxiang is his maiden. In the dream, he seems to be on a mountain. ...

"Your mother is buried over there." Luo township saw that I didn't believe it, so he came up to me and pointed to the mountain in front.

My mother is a farmer in her forties. She came and went in the wind and rain. She seldom catches a cold and is in excellent health. The production team is a full-fledged labor force, and you don't lose people when you pick shit.

I was scared to death at that time, so I turned on the light and dragged the quilt next to me to the foot cover. But I was breathless inside, and I poked my head out like a turtle. Everything in the room is as usual, except the shadows swaying in the window. I turned off the light and fell asleep. ...

I can sleep till I don't know what time it is. In a trance, I dreamed that there was a piece of white ginseng I had just eaten under the filing cabinet beside the bed. I went over and complained, "Who left the white ginseng here?" Pick it up and eat it Chewing and chewing, I woke up somehow. ...

However, the bad news came the next morning, and my mother died of leptospirosis in the "double robbery". The most secret thing is that when my mother died, that is, the day my mother died, my brother really went to school to get the white ginseng (which was put in the filing cabinet at the bedside). It's a pity that Bai Shen didn't transfer his mother.

I came home in tears, and I told everyone about my dream last night sadly. But they comforted me and said that it was my mother who sent the dream. ...

After that, I dropped out of school and was introduced as a substitute teacher. A few years later, fate took care of me and I met the requirements of recruiting teachers. Inexplicably, the night before I went to the exam, I dreamed that a big tiger suddenly appeared in the forest, scaring a group of ducks to run around. There are more than 0/300 candidates in the county/kloc-and I rank third, which just shows that the dream tiger scared the ducks away. ...

Dream consumption made me lose my mother and fall into the trough of my life; Tiger dream changed my destiny and became a real people's teacher. But I still can't understand the dream that indicates good and bad!

Please hand in your paper and ask your teachers and friends for advice.

Dream of revival

I often dream that the plane in the sky has fallen. Because I have lived in a village near the airport since I was a child, when the plane was about to land, it was on the roof of my house. I'm afraid it will fall, so I often dream about airplanes.

I had a dream before, which is still fresh in my memory.

In a deep sleep, I found myself a white shadow, floating in the air. My brain knows very well that I want to move but I can't. I want to shout, but I can't. How I wish someone would give me a hand and wake me up. No one came. I only blinked, and I don't know how long it took. I found that my hands and feet could move. I took a closer look, and the white shadow was gone. I don't know if it was an out-of-body experience or a dream. In case the white shadow floats away, will I sleep for a long time and never wake up? I wonder if my friends have ever had such a dream?

I often wonder why some of my dreams are so magical and brilliant …

This is another magical dream … my face is facing west, and there is a wide water area in front of me. At this time, the sky has set and colorful clouds are flying. The whole western sky is burning with sunset glow, bathed in red light …, and together with this water area, it is dyed rose red …

On this water surface, pedestrians are walking, some people are playing on the water … and to the west of this water surface, there is a magical green village …

I want to wade across the river to the small green village. But I dare not do that ... "While hesitating, a feeling of deja vu struck me. He took my hand, so the two of us helped each other walk on the water, towards the red light, towards the sunset glow and towards the small village ...

In a blink of an eye, I came to the other side, and there were no residents in the small village. So we searched in this small village, trying to find my home … but in this seemingly familiar environment, we couldn't find it, and we couldn't find where my home was …

I woke up when I was in a hurry. So I closed my eyes again and wanted to go back to my dream, but I couldn't, anyway …

……

Red and golden clouds sparkle in the sunset,

The sky is full of flying clouds and red light.

People walk on the calm lake,

Green island village on the west coast.

……

Just as heaven is like heaven,

There is no comparison in the world.

Walking hand in hand with people,

My hometown is in my dream …

……

You see, this is obviously a strange dream, right?