夢- 搬家
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天還未亮，我起來小解之後又躺下再睡，迷迷糊糊中夢見父親，
夢境的他還在人世，他拿手機要我打電話给三弟叫他回来吃飯，
看他样子很開心，醒来後也感覺很欣慰。
時間過得很快，父親過世已經快六年了，父親節来临了更懷念他。
我常夢見他,有時知道他已不在人世了, 有時的夢境裡他好像還活着。
七個兄弟姐妹，獨有我常夢到他，日有所思,夜有所夢来作為解释吧，
他到我的夢境来，常會要我去傳達一些信息 或要我去辦些甚麼，
這些年來,我的推測相當得準确。
就好像三年前我們要搬家，大家忙以整理和收拾，
夢境裡,父親也在收拾東西，
他就像在世一样，好像他知道我們要搬家了，
從神台櫃子裡,搬出一些東西，他坐在地板在整理
放在神檯櫃子裡的東西,平時我們都很少去看或去碰的.
最為神奇的是父親用一張红纸,包著一塊鏡子和一把梳子，
還有把剪刀拿了给我，很清楚地對我交待
用红纸包的镜子和梳子要我還给三弟，剪刀卻要我收好。
夢醒後，我趕緊跑到客廳裡, 將神檯的櫃子打開
看看櫃子裡頭有些甚麼東西？
天呀! 鏡子 梳子及那把剪刀都在。
回想當年, 老三结婚前一晚，父母要和新郎梳頭所用的，
那時,三弟還沒有自己的房子, 婚後要和岳父母一起住，
所以這些東西,便一至留在我們家，事過境迁,大家都忘了。
我就照父親的話, 把那塊鏡子和梳子用一张红纸包了起來
準備還给三弟, 至於那把剪刀我就代為收住了,
剪刀和其他利器 是不可以給人或送人，避免日後刺破彼此感情
這是我們所相信的禮俗或是只是傳說, 老一輩人都會顧慮到這些.
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Dream / Move House
It was almost dawn, I wake up to ease myself
and went back to continue to sleep.
Vaguely, I saw my father in the dream,
As if he was still alive, he was happy and pick up
a cellphone asked me to phone my brother.
Asked my brother to come home for dinner.
Times fly as he was pasted away six years (2003)ago.
Father's day is around the corner, I really miss him.
Six siblings seldom dreamt of father except me,
Maybe I miss him too much,
and I am the only one alway dream of him,
Each time I dreamt of him, he was trying to inform me
certain things or to remind me of doing somethings,
after all this year with my guessing experiences
it was quite accurated.
Three years ago, we going to move house, busy packing
and I dream of my father was packing too.
As if he know he that we are moving house,
he causually sitting on the floor packing something
from the altar cupboard (where we pray deities and ancestors)
We children seldom open the drawers of the altar cupboard,
Usually my father was the one who often doing the praying
and keeping the cupboard's drawers.
He took a piece of red paper wrapping up a small mirror
a comb and pass to me a pair of scissor.
He told me to pass the red package to my third brother,
and the pair of scissor I may kept it on behalf for my brother.
Once I wake up, quickly I ran to the hall where the cupboard was
and open the drawers, it was miracle and unbeliveable
the comb, mirror and scissor was in there.
Years back, all these stuffs was used during the Eve of my
brother marriage, it a traditional practice for parent
to do the blessing for the bridegroom on the eve night
My brother was then staying in his in-law house
before he got his own house, so it was left at my house
for years and everybody totally forget all about these stuffs
I follow what his order, took a piece of red paper and
wrap up the mirror and the comb together waiting to gave
back to my third brother.
And I kept the pair of scissor for him. Why must I kept the scissor?
Our belief that sharp metals, needles or knifes do not give it others
we borrow or lend it to someone, must make sure its return or get back.
Do not give it to someone as it will cut off the relationship or become
enemy someday.
