I dreamt all night last night with all strange dreams weirdly. I don't know the reason why all the dreams come as flood, and they are so clear as they truly exist. Maybe I was too tired yesterday, maybe the dream we pursue in a year pressed me too much.

Sometimes I'm not content with the situation we confront now. Many plans or ideas just haunt in my mind for the excuse I 'm busy. Am I really busier than doctors or managers? A doctor in our next office could take care of her child attentively, examined patients at the outpatient departmnet, does scientific research, and write an article on Wechat Official Account at the same time everyday. Why can't I? In my daily life, sometimes inspirations comes out of my mind, but I seldom record it for lack of time. When I 'm free to write it days or months later, the inspirations one own has gone. I have tried to write,  three left nothing but guilt and shame. Sometimes I wish we were at school now, so that we could arrange our time more freely and stick to the schedule everyday. But one can't have the cake and eat it too. When you gain something, you lose something.

In the dream, I went to Korea with approximately ten students. Then we were in a huge classroom with lots of students. A teacher came to us and said to us in Korean with some strange tone, I shouted, "Sorry, we are Chinese, we can't speak Korean. Could you speak in English?" What the teacher said then can't occur to me, but I remember that's some words making us uncomfortble or huminliating us. I don't know what was wrong with me, I started a long and serious speech, wandering in the classroom,  not even leaving a second for the teacher to say a word. The speech was still clear to my mind in the morning, but I couldn't recall a word now. After I debated, all the reat including the teacher were slienced.

Then I went to Janpan with two of my cousins. Several Chinese fishermen with dark skin, callused hands, and vicissitudes of faces, drove an old tricycle to pick us up. As they drove along, we looked aroud with eyes open. All the roads were covered with shallow water, houses were on the water. We saw few people cause the dawn hadn't fall yet. All things were exquisite except the dirty mud under the water. I felt confused, a fisherman told me that people were poor at the foot of the mountain, the higher we went, the richer people were, and the water were clearer upwards. What we saw next confirmed what he said. As the tricycle went up, houses were much bigger and tidier, and the water became clean and clear. A young lady with delicate makeup in kimono was making tea with her knees down in their tidy wooded gallery. When we passed through a poor village, many peasants in coarse clothes had been farming at that time. Sunddenly many strange animals we had never seen before appeared such as a gaint animal with the shape like a crocodile. What impressed me most was an pink animal which was like a pig  walked using the hind two fins, and the fore two fins paddled simultaneously. It was really funny and cute. One fisherman told me the name of the lovely pig-like animal. Just when I was watching the little animal, alarm clock rang, waking me up to go to work.

At that time I had read several times in my mind, but I can't remember it now. What I colud think of now is that the name has three Chinease characters, and the last one is Huan. I searched the Internet today, none useful information arose.