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Dream of Rice Cakes, Pork Trotter Rice, and a Drunk Sister

April 5, 2026·Surreal

This dream was originally written in Simplified Chinese.

Translations are AI-generated and may not capture every nuance.

I dreamt I had an older brother and an older sister, and they were taking me out for a late-night snack. It was a shop with a three-character name I'd never heard of. They said to me, "This place is super famous, you didn't know? It specializes in rice cakes and fried chicken." Then they took me into the elevator. The rice cake shop was on the third floor, and surprisingly, it took up the entire floor. There really were so many rice cakes. Then I dreamt I spent a long time picking out rice cakes—sweet ones, savory ones, all sorts of varieties. I even put a lot back because they tasted bad and I couldn't finish them. Then I realized it was getting very late, so I went looking for my brother and sister, and went downstairs. Downstairs, I saw my sister drinking at an outdoor stall. She seemed to be heartbroken about something. I said to her, "Sister, don't drink anymore, let's go home." My sister drunkenly asked me, "Are you here to lecture me too? Why are you... here too? Do you think... I'm pathetic?" Damn, my heart skipped a beat, and I immediately changed my tune. "No, sister, it's just too late now, we have to go home." Then I glanced at my watch—8:20. "Sister, you can drink for 30 more minutes at most, the two of us can't go back too late." Then my sister went back to drinking, and I saw her collapse. I figured she probably didn't have much consciousness left, so I wanted to help her remove her makeup and get her some honey water. Since our house was very close by, I set off. On the way home, I saw a pork trotter rice shop, and a memory suddenly flared up. I saw myself and my brother eating here; I ordered the pork trotter rice, and it was incredibly delicious. But my brother told me the best thing here was the pork intestine rice. So, as if possessed, I went into the shop. I wanted to order the pork intestine rice, but the proprietress told me it would take a long time, that all the rice dishes take a long time to make. So I asked her for whatever bowl of rice could be made the fastest, paid, and left. I immediately started running home to get the makeup remover and honey water for my sister. Then, halfway there, I ran into someone night-running on a bridge, and then I woke up.

Symbols woven through this dream

Dream Imagery

  1. Sibling

    People

    梦中的哥哥和姐姐带我去吃夜宵，并与我互动，但姐姐后来表现出伤心和醉酒的状态，暗示了某种情感上的疏离或担忧。

  2. Restaurant

    Places

    一家三字店，专门做年糕和炸鸡，在三楼包层，是梦中与家人共进夜宵的地点，也暗示了对食物的选择和体验。

  3. Rice cake

    Objects

    在年糕店里，我花了很长时间挑选各种口味的年糕，但最终因为难吃和吃不完而浪费了很多，这可能象征着选择的困境或不满足感。

  4. Alcohol

    Objects

    姐姐在摊位上喝酒，表现出伤心和醉酒的状态，我试图劝她停止，但她的反应让我感到不安，这可能象征着逃避现实或沉溺于悲伤。

  5. Pig trotter rice

    Objects

    在回家路上看到猪脚饭，勾起了与哥哥在此吃饭的美好回忆，但随后又被猪肠饭吸引，暗示了对过去美好时光的怀念和对新选择的犹豫。

  6. Night run

    Actions

    在回家给姐姐拿东西的半路上，我遇见了在桥上夜跑的人，这个场景可能象征着在追寻目标或逃离困境过程中的偶遇或启示。

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