The movie is wonderful! It reminds me of my dream trip!
In mid-September 2019, one night, I dreamed back to more than ten years ago. The location is at the gate of the factory where I work. In the dream, I stand in the middle of the road, and all my colleagues at work are in sight. Some of them ride bicycles and some walk; some I know and some I don't. At that time, the unit did not require uniform work clothes to and from get off work, and everyone still wore various clothes. Bicycles were the main means of transportation in those years and could directly enter the factory. Today, there are very few people riding bicycles, and electric vehicles and motorcycles have taken their place, and all means of transportation are not allowed to enter the factory area, but can only be parked on both sides of the factory entrance. I am admiring the street scene, reminiscing about the changes and differences in the past ten years. It was a guy in a casual jacket riding a 28 bike that flashed past me, looked back at me, and passed by without a word. I also noticed him - our workshop director back then. I just stood there watching the crowd enter the factory one after another. Suddenly a familiar figure came into view. I saw "I" - my self back then! I am thrilled. I wanted to call him but couldn't speak. I was five meters away from "me", and he seemed to realize that someone was looking at him, looked around, and found me at a glance. For a moment, I stared at him, I smiled at him, but he didn't respond, turned his head and walked away, as if he was looking at an inexplicable stranger. In my sleep I realized that I was dreaming, that I was going back in time, that I was unlikely to communicate with them. Suddenly woke up. Alas, Nanke Yimeng! I lay on the bed thinking about the dream just now, vividly in my mind, with endless aftertastes. It's still dark, and I don't know what time it is. Turn over and go to sleep. Unexpectedly, the dream behind it is more exciting. Dazedly fell asleep and returned to the dream. This time the scene was from an earlier era, and I was carrying my son of real age by my side. We came to the gate of an elementary school in early autumn. I saw a group of elementary school students lined up in a loose line, wearing long coats and trousers with the characteristics of the 1980s, and carrying small schoolbags on their backs, walking slowly, as if they were after school or returning from an autumn tour. (This scene is a little jumpy and a little blurry) Once again, I was so excited because I saw "me" again - my elementary school self. "I" was wearing a military jacket, black trousers, a pair of sneakers, and a small military schoolbag slung across the body. With a childish face, I walked in the queue and chatted and laughed with my classmates. I took my son to "me", hugged him tightly, and said with a smile, "Hello, brother!" He was dazed, but not afraid. I let go of him and pointed at my son and said, "Look, this is your future child." I pulled my son over and told him, "This is what my father looked like when he was in elementary school." Father and son" did not speak. At this time, I could feel that I was excited in my sleep, as if I was experiencing a surprise of "meeting a stranger in a foreign land"; I was also restless, as if I knew that the dream was about to wake up, and I wanted to know more about the information at that time to make me feel joyful Last longer. Finally I said out loud to the "me" who was following the queue, "I want to know what year it is now?" It wasn't until then that he seemed to understand what he was going through. He turned his head and screamed at me, "89 years!" I woke up. The dream came to an abrupt end! Why 89 years? Why dream of my former self twice? There is no answer. I opened my eyes, pondering, doubting, and drowsiness. In 1989, I was 11 years old and in the fifth grade of elementary school. In 2019, my son is 11 years old and is in the fifth grade of primary school. This is the only coincidence I can think of after many days!
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