last night i made a dream, a Russian woman told me when I asked her what would happen next, she said one word carefully, War.

and someone told me what does deadline mean in One loses by pride and gains by modesty.they said gains have many means.for someone gains are a round on a piece of paper, for some other one gains are a ball in a little box.but deadline is something like time in space,can't be understood by me clearly.

I could be flied in the winds in these dreams by an old man who leaded me to do that when he flied well.

it felt so good.then couldn't fly anymore after I talked with some girls who were too friendly to understand for me and looked like some of my classmates who never talked so much in real life before, about 5 sentences.