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first scent of snow.

Posted: 21 Oct 2016, 10:40
by riveryog
this morning the ground saw 2016's first trail of snow: some white shallow cover found among dusts. its unlikely the frozen, but snow. I late slept and missed breakfast. heat indoor allows my enjoying more on bed in dawn and sometimes I early woke up in complacent warmth. coming season will bring more cheers in the milestone of zhone, Royal China. hope 2016 leaves us without smallest regret.

Re: first scent of snow.

Posted: 02 Nov 2016, 07:18
by benzrad
dreamt I had 2 families, later they both in Japan. one girl with our son, another girl had our daughter. I left them both at first, later come back and live with my son and his mom. my daughter's mom taller and re-familied. but we managed harmoniously live around and gathered routinely. we both knew its not easy and cherished happy time.

a lengthy dream in dawn which likely to snow. and it likely will be the first snow in winter 2016 in northeastern China, esp in Qiqihar. I felt so glad and relaxed in dream with my dearest in Japan.

one meal a day this week.

Posted: 01 Dec 2018, 10:46
by riveryog
dreamt something about Japanese products, their quality life in long history. also in hometown with my elder brother. it's a pale winter morning. this week would be my first a meal a day week during harder economy. I still felt safe and hopeful upon weekend reuniting my dearest son for greater glory.
God dad, grant me constant hope tomorrow.

dreamed of once powerful family.

Posted: 03 Dec 2018, 08:14
by riveryog
dreamed chewing cash with peanuts and swallow down very inconfortable. review some privileged power family's offspring trying using their money power to pave road in art studios, say in years with my departmental leader, I got to know a retired former youth league secretary of CCP in QRRS, Wangkeju, like most of his pals in the beginning of PRC open policy, left to do business with state resources for his own advantage, then chased artist career as it might be well recognized, as photographer in his late 30s', poured money just earned from his converted privilege, and sinked into no name for the art market is far more selective circle of proven fineness, even the late artist cut short and equipped with latest equipment and facilities. I saw even in a exam classroom many bravoed his name to welcome him, who is in ailment. PRC privilege offspring attracted followers among mob.