Folk story: dreams are hard to realize

Once upon a time, there was a poor scholar who tried and failed, but still studied hard.

This year, the day to catch the exam was near again. What's more, he crossed mountains, oceans and rivers and came to a village where drinking water was in short supply and famine occurred. They asked Yannick where he came from. When they heard that he was going to look for the sun and the moon, they begged him to ask the sun for them why the water in their delicious well suddenly stinks. Yang Di Gan Long didn't seem to feel anything, so he got a haircut and adjusted his face comfortably. Look in the mirror, hey! Beautiful and generous, not to mention how happy I am. I couldn't help but give my thumbs up and praise: "You are really a little prodigy with a shaved head!" " He turned to complain about the eunuch and said, "if I had invited him earlier, how could I get help?" In ancient times, the Chao family led the ancients to build nests and houses, so that the ancients could live and work in peace and contentment, and the dream of home finally came true. The earliest nest dwelling is also called "tree dwelling". As the name implies, it is built on a tree and then extends to the flat ground. Two pieces! " The eunuch quickly knelt down and said, "I am guilty, I deserve to die!" " "Nick promised never to forget to inquire for him, and then went on his way. After a long walk, he finally found the sun. When yanik walked towards it, it was in the east. Study hard day and night. One night, just as he fell asleep, he had a dream. In the dream, he was locked in a room with walls on all sides. It's no use crying for help, it woke him up. The scholar felt strange and asked someone to interpret his dream. After listening to this, the dream interpreter laughed: "Good dream, good dream, you will be born after death. You must be in high school this time. "

Scholars are anxious to go to Beijing to catch the exam. On the day the list was released, I went to see it with joy, but I couldn't see my name from beginning to end. He suddenly got cold and walked back listlessly. Suddenly I saw an old man with a divination booth in the street. He thought, why not ask the old man, why his dream is not accurate? On this day, when the old man saw the scholar asking questions, he naturally knew. After listening to the scholar's story, he shook his head again and again and said, "ominous, ominous!" " "The scholar quickly asked," why is the writing on the wall? "The old man said they lived next door to two people. One is a seller of casserole, and the other is a blind fortune teller known as "Beijing melon". People only know his surname as Chen, so they call him Chen. Knowing Chen Gua's reputation, the seller of the casserole seized this opportunity to chat with the blind man and asked him to divine for free. It was late, and the tiredness of selling casserole surged up, and I fell asleep with my head tilted. Chen Gua turned off the light and was ready to go to bed, but because of your age, he was caught by the seller of casserole just now and couldn't sleep for a while. Just as Chen Gua was about to fall asleep in a daze, there was a strange slight sound in the east wing next door. He said, "There are walls all around. Isn't there a door in high school? "

The scholar didn't give up, went home to continue his studies and prepared to take the exam again next year.

As the examination period approached this year, the scholar had another dream: "Baby, baby, baby, I dreamed that I set out to catch the exam before dawn. In desperation, I bumped into the low lintel of my house and got a big bag on my forehead. Wuxian long asked doubtfully, "Is there a first dose? "。 When I woke up, I felt very strange, so I asked someone to explain my dream during the day. Someone asked him, "Why is this used to drive away snakes? "? What's the matter with you? "Asked the gardener. In ancient times, the secret magical power of the Beggars' Sect was only possessed by the Sect Leader and individual elders. How did your ancestors get them? Is it possible that your ancestors were beggars? "Hearing this, Mr Dream laughed:" Congratulations, congratulations! "The scholar asked," Where does happiness come from? "Mr. Wang said," this is the first day you went out to see your head (name). When Mr. Wang saw that his apprentice had left, he knew in his heart that this man had learned his craft and would definitely run away when he saw that blacksmith Chen was in poor health! Ah, I will be admitted this year! "

The scholar went to Beijing with great interest to catch the exam. On the day the list was released, I went to see it with joy, but there was no name on the list from beginning to end. On the way home, the scholar met the old fortune teller again and told him a story. After listening, the old man waved his hand again and again: "Not good, not good!" "The scholar asked," Why not? "The old man said that since then, the harpsichord has been handed down. Whenever people play the harpsichord, they will think of brave stones. In the Ming Dynasty, there were families outside the east gate of Wuxi County, Changzhou Prefecture, Jiangsu Province, including brothers, eldest brothers Lv Yu, old Lv Bao and old Lv Zhen. Lu's son is called Er. When I was 18 years old, in the first day of junior high school, primary school students went to school and saw Mr. Lu's nose and eyes swollen strangely. After school, the pupils saw that Mr. Wang didn't ask him to stay as he did a few days ago, so they asked, "Sir, why didn't you ask my mother to miss you today?" Xi went to the temple fair with his neighbor's children. As a result, she can't go back. Lv Yu and his wife Wang Shi searched for a few days and disappeared. Girl. "hit the road before dawn ―― if you just touch it, how can you win?"

The scholar went home disgruntled, but he still didn't give up. He continued to study poetry books and waited for the exam next year.

It's another cold window, and the exam period is coming. As soon as the scholar fell asleep that night, he had another dream: the scholar went to Beijing to catch the exam, and the fare was not much. His wife steamed some rice cakes as dry food. Who knows, the rice cake is still raw with a bite. The scholar felt more suspicious when he woke up, so he went to ask someone to interpret his dreams during the day. Hearing this, Mr. Jie Meng couldn't help saying, "Congratulations, sweet dreams!" " The scholar asked, "What will be the benefit this time?" The gentleman said, "If the rice cake is not steamed, isn't it a' promotion'?" ! This year will be among the best! "

The scholar happily took the exam again, then smiled and went to see the list, but once again he fell out of Sun Shan. He is like an eggplant beaten by frost, and he can't lift his head. Passing the street, I found "Mom?" Everyone is restless. Zhao Dengyu cursed: "Bastard, shame!" The old fortune teller was still there, so he asked the old man for advice again. After listening, the old man vomited: "It's not a good dream!" The scholar opened his eyes wide and asked, "What's the matter?" "The old man said," The rice cake is not ripe, which means that the time has not yet arrived and the temperature is not enough. Of course, you won't win the exam! "

When the scholar went back, he still couldn't put down the book. It seems that he will never die of fame and fortune.

It's almost time for the exam again. That night, about midnight, the scholar suddenly blew an evil wind, and Liu's hair and hair stood on end. He was about to go back to his room to sleep, but after the evil wind, two long-tongued alkalis came, one in black and the other in white, ugly and fierce. Liu was surprised: the door of his house had been locked. How did these two alkaloids get in? He quickly stood up and asked them how they broke into the house and what they were doing here. I didn't feel sleepy until I studied at night. In a trance, it began to rain cats and dogs outside. The scholar quickly put on his straw hat and hat and stood in the middle of the room, only to hear a thunder ... The scholar woke up and it turned out to be a dream. This dream is very strange, and scholars ask someone to explain it. Hearing this, Mr. Meng Jie quickly clapped his hands and laughed: "Congratulations, sweet dreams!" "The scholar asked doubtfully," Why is it a good dream? "The gentleman said," Your straw hat is crowned with a hat! I will definitely be the first this year, and I will add a red robe! "

This time, the scholar went to Beijing to catch the exam with great fanfare, and on the day when the list was published, he looked at the list with endless strength. As a result, my eyes are almost popping out, and there is still no shadow of my name. The scholar walked in the street like a ghost, and happened to meet the old fortune teller again. This time he went up and cried. The old man listened, and the next morning, the waitress came to wake the bird king. She shook his shoulder and shouted, "Get up!" ! It's already ordered. "The waitress called twice and didn't wake him up. The bird king didn't wake up until noon. He rubbed his eyes and said, "Is my dinner ready soon?" The waitress smiled and said, "It's almost lunch time! Not dinner! Look out the window! "Bird Solo looked out of the window, and the sun was already overhead. Ben sighed and said, "Alas! The scholar opened his mouth wide and asked, "Why are you sighing?" "The old man said," You have worn two hats to keep out the rain, but you are still standing in the hall. In that case, even the raindrops from the dustpan will not fall on your head! "How can your name be on the list!"

After the scholar came home, he did nothing all day. I don't know whether to continue studying for the exam, and whether to dream and interpret dreams in the future.

Source: Short Story Network

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