Reporter: When did I start recording my dreams

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  That period of time, I've been doing a repetitive dream, but every time wake up, have basically forgotten. This situation lasted for a long time, but I definitely felt this very important dream, and dreams told me a very important reason. So I secretly resolved in my heart, I have to remember what I did yesterday dream. So I went to bed early, ready to wake up the next day we must remember him. But the next day woke up, stumbled to remember or dream seems to have done this, get up, brush your teeth, wash your face, go to work. So he has forgotten, just remember doing a dream yesterday. No matter how I recall, it seems to have been detached from the same reality, nothing. So I once again determined, but still forgotten. The more the end, it was forgotten. No matter how hard I tried to remember.

  So, I determined then put a pillow book and a pen, once I had that dream, I write it down immediately.

  The next day, early in the morning. Sure enough, I forgot the content of dreams, but I remember the pillow last night, I have to write notes, so I quickly took out the found really above my notes, I am very excited about my clever saw impressively above wrote "big banana skin big"!

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  Some time ago, because the sake of Guqin, often go to the studio practicing. Usually do not practice and they will chat with another friend. I said, do not know why, a child often dreaming. But now big, rarely dream, or dream is very, very small dreams (dreams there is no continuity, it is fragmented). A friend said to me, do not. Now is in fact a dream, you wake up just forget it, do not believe it, you can try it first thing every morning is to recall what did you dream yesterday.

  I believe a little bit, so that time is really up in the morning the first thing is to try to recall whether there had been a dream of yesterday, what time of any content of dreams. I surprised to find that they are really dreaming every day, and the contents of the dream of my life and real and relevant. The contents of dreams have the current state of my life, I have something to worry about, there are things I look forward to, actually I have ever wanted to do was shelved. So I go to work first thing it is to record, in fact, issued or that every night, as long as the lie have had a dream.

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  Find the dream did not just their own dreams, as if in their own perception. Contemporary life, work all the time, not the computer, down after long idle. The road on the way to work, or go to a friend's house to play, on the bus, waiting time, as long as there is a free, all the time not pulling out the phone, look at the news. A variety of short videos, a variety of novel point of view, when all kinds of nasty hot topic, filled with my brain. Long brush with a mobile phone, the brain is like an invisible hand caught in general. Some stopped, then felt a confused and overwhelmed empty.

  Western philosophy stresses "cogito ergo sum", how to prove my existence yet. Because someone needs you, or someone you love. Your family loves you, worried about you; your boss needs you work, your work requires you to complete; these admittedly only an external logic. So how do I prove it's existence, Descartes landmark shouted "cogito ergo sum" classic exposition.

  A person, if you perceive yourself, you should try to get rid of the outside world, that we should not rely too much outside as a reference, should be concerned about itself, what it is itself. He stressed that he is not his own body, but a true inner. Like Zhuang, Zhuang described by Peng

Kun great, I do not know its thousands of miles also. The sake of the bird, its called Peng. Peng's back, I do not know its thousands of miles also. Anger and flying, the wings if the cloud hanging days, "" water hammer three thousand miles, Tuan spread upward in the previous ninety miles, "" absolutely clouds, blue sky negative, then Tunan "

  If it is not a deep perception of their own, like abandoned outside. Zhuang is not aware "Peng" This grand subjective feelings. This is a true inner feeling, you can feel, but can not describe reality.

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