Qian believes dreams come from reality. Things we see in the dreams can usually find the proves from the same or similar matter in reality. At the same time, the combination of desires, thoughts and personality, in reality, are fused together and creates a dream subconsciously. In Qian’s dream series, she takes her dreams in childhood as the themes, trying to reflecting the current thinking of children, longing for freedom, dislike of parental discipline, aversion to social interaction, yearning and uncertainty for life.
"In the reality, my parents worked very busily, so i often ate at hotels outside, from childhood to juveniles. I don't like the social etiquette of eating in the hotel, such as I needed to toast and even praise the others. I felt very awkward when toasting, and I had to say some auspicious words, though I was very reluctant to do so. "
"Therefore, I used to dream that I was in the lobby of a hotel, where was super deluxe but very empty. There was a delicate crystal chandelier and a dark tree planted under it. The tree was extraordinary large and covered with frog eggs as if eyes staring at me, but they were edible. The eyes of the tree were sold as luxurious dish to the consumers . I stood in front of this tree, and eventually, I felt that the tree grows bigger and bigger and I was getting smaller and smaller."
"I suffered from having a fever at nearly 40 degrees in the winter time every year. I have a very deep impression whenever I was in primary school, junior high school or high school. However, when I was in high school, I didn’t want to bother my parents to bring me home to see a doctor.
I tried to endure the discomfort, but after tossing about in bed for a few hours, I really cannot stand it. I felt cold for a while, then hot and sweating. I felt like I was dying. My classmates asked my parents to take me to see a doctor. My father was on a business trip, so my mother was wearing very thin pajamas come to school hurriedly.
I remember she changed many towels for me at that night. I was so impressed because she seldom accompanied with me overnight. Around 4:00 AM next day, the sky was getting brighter but I couldn’t fall asleep again. Somehow, I got up and danced at the bedside. I do not know if it was a subconscious action or something else. My mother took me to a small clinic that I had visited since I was a child. The doctor might prescribe strong medicine to me which made me rely on that for quite a while."