I had a dream this morning before the daybreak.

I got ready to fix the tea-ceremony room to treat several lecturers with several people.
The water hole was a Western-style room.
There was a big mirror there.
There were a white cup and saucer made by ceramics on the kitchen of an old Western-style room.
A white dragon relief on a cup.
I poured hot water to warm the cup.
Then the line of the dragon of the cup has begun to shine in a green fluorescent color.
From two holes of the cover of the cup, two steam went up.

When I was young, I thought alone in the corner of the dining room of the school.
"Why do I thing in this way?"
With pencil and paper.
It was a plain thing.