我想起2020年10月21日的清晨6:26分突然驚醒。夜里我做了個噩夢，我滿臉是淚。我的兒子好像才六歲的樣子，我們一路被壞人追殺，兒子被迫掉進了下水道，我拼命叫：“兒子，你在哪里？”兒子應我：“媽媽，我在這里。”我的手機又舊，沒有定位，天又黑，完全找不到任何一個人來救我們，我嗓子都哭啞了，最后兒子依靠自已的力量走出了黑暗，滿臉都是傷，非常可怕，現實中我與兒子過得非常幸福，沒有人要殺害我們。原來被人殺害如此可怕。昨天深夜我又回到了如夢如幻的10月無錫，喬木之城，溫暖而美好，世界卻有一個地方叫加沙。有時候我們的眼睛可以看見宇宙，但我們卻看不見社會最底層的悲慘世界。巴勒斯坦的每一個人來到世上，他們的生命都有價值。

I remember, at 6:26 in the early morning of Oct 21, 2020, I woke up with a start. That night, I had a nightmare with tears streaming down my face. My son was around six years old. We were chased by a bad guy all the way, and my son fell into a drain. I shouted, “Where are you, son?” And he answered, “Mom, I’m here!”My phone was old and had no GPS, and it was so dark. Nobody could be reached to save us even when I cried myself hoarse. In the end, my son struggled out of the darkness by himself, with wounds on his face. It was so horrible. In reality, my son and I live a happy life. There’s no threat of killing. I realized it is so terrible to undergo that threat. Yesterday, late at night, I came back to Wuxi in October, a dreamlike city and city of trees. It’s warm and beautiful. Yet, there is also a place in this world called Gaza. Sometimes we can see the universe up high, but we lose sight of the miserable part of the society in the bottom. Every individual of Palestine who comes into the world has their own value in their lives.