zhus.asia, Chinese believers in America under title Zhu.我姓朱。我信主。
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dreamt my passed mother led me and my brothers to visit Zhu's families out of our hometown village.our latest sibling on family tree in their habitat treated us. I very like their sweet potato wine, and tried to bring some home. my dad less appeared in dream, but I knew Zhu's family is prosperous, and kind to each others. potato is our common food when I was a child back to 1970s' just after Mao's disastrous famine policy.
dreamt in campus I again dwelt before dropout. the university is likely Peking Univ. I roamed a single structure dorm building, most of its rooms empty, likely due to graduation season. I entered my once dorm room but my luggage was not there, none belongs to me. then in roaming I was called by my once classmates that the dean want to know if I want to enroll patrol team of university faculty, not official but paid lightly. when I just wondered the offer I woke up. then I found my waking up a bit earlier for in my new agenda one meal a day, I better got up after 8 or 9am. then I dreamt caring my son. my infant suddenly dropped a huge poo in a second. his mom, later sometimes mixed with my beloved elder sister, offer tissues to clean. we all glad. it's a sunny winter morning. the dorm toilet cleaner likely absent again, very messy wet ground in it, near 8:30am yet. with my music, I relieved in a new workday.
in dawn dream I visited Tianjin art college where no my old friends like Limoufeng, Bianba chungdak appeared. still in their class' closet, I occupied one with my padlock in secret. There were student busy there, so I doubting if the authority remove my lock, how would they search my notebook inside. the campus is beautiful, just none of mine. After woke up when I putting up, I wondering if they google my name, if they once missed me in these years, for my name is unique while most of them not. when I went to toilet after got up, the insane woman in neighbor half room standing in corridor actively talked to me, warned me of wet floor while she mopped the toilet, but she is not the official cleaner. She collected recyclable materials into 2 black bags and left. She once surveillance me every day in the passed years, but now she turned more useless in CCP's eyes which insatiable for my privacy. Dear God dad, last night I talked to my 2nd elder brother in my hometown, who also more broken, dear dad, I hated nobody. on the contrast, I smile more for your arrangement. bring me new blood & your new grandson, Holy. thx for the gorgeous morning sunshine.
It's QRRS 2021 first Monday, so they fired a long cracks to celebrate it. in dawn dream I first in campus. I collect autobiography of a nobel laureate and his 3 or 4 thesis and tried to vend among graduates.I glides as I frequently experienced in dream through sideways and bargained with students. then dream with kids for camping, I told them to describe a procedure like seasons in colorful words, like yellow, gray, when QRRS' cracks near its end, I described it as dark and smoking. this morning peaceful for me, for I got up till enough on bed. God dad, let my life easier. last night I ordered Mcdonald and fruits for my son, he insisted I should informed him before I ordered, I told him every words CCP listened on wire, how could I first told cop rather than Holy. I told my son the most hated and feared for CCP surveillance is my grace God grants, that's why they relentlessly inflicting. my son silenced.
yesterday I was in right mood and again bought my son, children of my nephew fruits. then found my elder sister always put her eldest grandson before her granddaughter, I burst out and scorned her several times the failing Chinese traditional value which weights male upon female. my sister seemingly not so smart as usual and evade my point but emphasized her was hurt and threatened to blacklist me in Weixun, a Chinese mainstream communication tool. that's laughable, for I need none but Holy. this peaceful morning, dear God dad, I'm with u.