I dreamed of going to the toilet and saw that it was full of Buddha statues. Then I took the incense and worshipped, and then I lost my footing, as if someone had pushed me a few times. Then go to the

Dreams are illusory. Jason Wu, an old master, often said in his lecture notes that you shouldn't cling to him, but it's just a dream. The dream has passed, and we must think about what this dream means. Isn't this a great obsession, a great difference and a great delusion?

In my dream, I can dream of Buddha and Bodhisattva and know that I should worship Buddha. This is a sign of good roots. Since I have good roots, I should wake up and know that I have to seize this life and practice diligently. That's right.

Dreams themselves have no meaning. Like the six divisions in the wheel of karma, samsara is a dream. When I woke up, there was nothing:

There is a saying in the ancients: there are obviously six breaths in the dream, but there is nothing after sleeping.