{"title":"Khin Hnin Yu","description":"\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/my.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/%E1%80%81%E1%80%84%E1%80%BA%E1%80%94%E1%80%BE%E1%80%84%E1%80%BA%E1%80%B8%E1%80%9A%E1%80%AF\"\u003eThe author's autobiography\u003c\/a\u003e","products":[{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-အားနွဲ့သူပါရှင်မဂ္ဂဇင်း၀ထ္ထုရှည်များ","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - Aanwe Thu Pa Shin Magazine Long Stories","description":"\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWild and tame\u003c\/strong\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e Khin Hnin Yu\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e Let it be.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e If life\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e Emerald water\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e To the brown spring\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e Me too\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e Cash on delivery\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e Just one flower\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n \u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003eLet it be.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e Brown water flowing\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e I am floating.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e Above the surface of the garment\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e A nap machine\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e Is it the sound of water splashing?\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e Sounds like music.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e Coastal development\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e Greenish-brown blood\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e Listen to the birds singing.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e The water spirit too\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e White flower pearl\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e Sprinkle it in the water.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e Take it to heart.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e I am tired.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e Buy a dream house, it's cozy and bright.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e Happy, but unable to see the shore\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e I can't see the road.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e Let me stay, in the brown water.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e If you want to float, you can float.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e Life is a dream, even a dream\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv data-mce-fragment=\"1\" style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e I don't want to wake up.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIf everything could be as it was, Malay Nu would just like to be a little flower.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I want life to be like a stream. As long as the brown stream flows, the flower wants to follow it. Let it flow whenever it wants to.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In fact, his imagination was so dreamy that he wanted to sleep in a state of perpetual sleep, dreaming.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt's hard to believe that you'll find something, no matter what. But dreams are only temporary.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe had just floated away like a flower, but now his life had changed. He had to travel to the Naga Mountains as a medical officer in the New Life Creation Team. All along the way, Malay Nu wanted to laugh. The Naga Mountains were very similar to his life. There was nothing that made it easier. | He thought that he would be exhausted when he reached the foot of the mountain after going down the steep mountain.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBut as soon as we reached the foot of the mountain, we saw the steep slope of the mountain. On the way down, we had to hold on to our feet tightly. On the way back up, we were exhausted. What if we didn't feel any better?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe forest path was blocked by trees, but the people were still coming back. When they first left Laungsot, they had been talking to each other. Now they couldn't even speak.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Even a mile from Laungsaut seemed like a long journey. As the Malayanu people crossed a mountain peak, they heard the sound of a spring.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe sound of the spring became a song to make them happy. They had to relax for a while in the shade of the spring. They slowly descended the mountain. The spring laughed in the valley. The emerald green water lilies on the rocks were moving under the spring.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen they arrived here, all the flowers were gone. But Malay Nu thought that the beauty of the stream was good for a movie. If they were to make a movie, he would want to make an actress. He wanted Ko Pe Aung to be the actor. If he had to go up the mountain and talk about Ko Aung, he would not know that he would get flowers. But no one knew about him, and he continued to leave quietly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThey began to enter Hathi Sha as the sun set. The Naga villagers watched them. Their camp was between the Naga village and the two hills where the UMP army was.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e When they arrived at the camp, no one wanted to move.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e *****\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe first ones to arrive had already cleared the hill. Looking from the hill to the valley behind, the Nansaliam Stream lay like a large, leaden ribbon, still and quiet. From a distance, the Nansaliam Stream, hidden in the shadow of the mountain, looked like a lovely brown stream. But in reality, the cold water was not worth touching. The water was so rough that the rapids were terrifying.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe next batch of supplies must have come from Nansaliam Creek. Within a week, the camp was filled with white canvas tents.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe first camp commander called Maung Hla to join the Nagas. When Maung Hla arrived, the entire camp was amazed. No one thought he was a Naga, but rather a Burman. He was neatly dressed in a cloth and a long robe, not the same as the other Nagas. His hair was not the same as the Nagas' hair, but was cut in a neat bun like the Burmans. Maung Hla spoke Burman fluently. Every time he laughed, the sincerity of the Nagas was revealed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMaung Hla was the most important person for the three Malay doctors. The Nagas did not like his sudden entry into the village.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Even before they could start work, they encountered the Nagas again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The Hathi villagers, with the help of UMP troops, defeated the Salaw Nagas who were attacking Naga villages.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe entire village was busy preparing to celebrate the victory by cutting off the head of the Saulo leader.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e They are carving the largest drum to be played at the festival. It is a joy to see the whole village gather and carry a large block of wood to carve the drum.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEvery time I had to carry it, the cheers and cheers that were coming from the trees made it seem like the entire forest was shaking.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn fact, the big drum they carved was similar to the big wooden drums played by African savages in the movies. | On the night of the dance, they invited the people from their camp to come. The only people who were not from the country were Bo Mya Win and the UMP battalion, who were camped on the other side of the hill.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOn the hillside above Hatti, there was a monk. In the evening, they were preparing bonfires. It was a spectacle that they had never seen before. When night came, the flames began to burn fiercely.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMalay Nu was initially interested in the dance. But when he saw the people from Pyay Maung at the dance, he was disappointed. If it hadn't been for Bo Mya Win and his group at the Naga dance, Malay Nu would have been very happy.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn her mind, she thought that the Naga Mountains would only be inhabited by Nagas and their new life companions. But now she was also seeing strangers she wanted to meet.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He thought to himself that he was going too far in not wanting to see the innocent Bo Mya Win and his group.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe scene at the dance was more thrilling than beautiful. The moonlight was shining on the roofs of Hatshepsut's tents. The leaves were dripping with silver, and they were shining brightly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIf the entire village were covered in moonlight, the scene would be beautiful and peaceful. Now the Nagas' torches have ruined the silvery glow of the moon, making it look ugly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Before the show started, Malay Nu was interested in the dance. But when the show started and Bo Mya Win and his friends arrived, she didn't want to watch the dance.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe entire village audience and their entourage sat on the ground. In the middle of the ground, the light from the torches and the moonlight mixed together to create a bright yellow glow.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45585501421717,"sku":"","price":6300.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_08b39fe7-bf81-4c89-9d73-eee576ffef07.jpg?v=1745660338"},{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-သရဖူ","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - Crown","description":"\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e(1)\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Getting pregnant while your husband is away is a difficult task.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Think of another way,” Aye said. Aye's mother-in-law thought of another way, and the monk was not like that. The old woman was sweating profusely, as if she had never seen it before.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt must have been cold. There was no turning back. The old woman, who had always been so calm and happy, was now sweating profusely. Even though it was cold, she didn't sweat, but she was struggling to breathe.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “When Maung Soe Aung comes back, he says he has a child since before he left.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Huh..\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAye wanted to scream and throw it away. But shouldn't she still respect her mother-in-law?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Is it possible, Mom? He's been gone for a long time, and before he left, he found out there was no child in the house.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Oh, girl, men are easy to fool around with here.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI felt like a Buddha in the cold. My mother-in-law, whose hair was already gray in her old age, was learning how to curl her hair. I don't know how many times she had curled the old man in her life.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “If Aye doesn’t take responsibility as Thar Aye’s child, Rosie will abort this child.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What... what... don't do this.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe coldness was making her fingers cold again. Because of Rosie's magic, the child who was still in the womb of the human world would be killed before he could reach human life.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"After I was born, mother... Rosie, let me give birth to you in public, no matter who I was born to, I'll pay for it with the father of the child.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The old woman shook her head.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"It's hard to say, okay, well... it's hard.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The old woman seemed quite distressed by her daughter's confusion.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"The boy who is engaged to Rosie is in America, \u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eand he still has two years to return, and his parents have already talked about the wedding, so there's no way he can fail, and the hard part is that Rosie herself doesn't know who he's with.\"\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Hmm...just die, Rosie.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Well... it's better to die, Aye, that's why I said help my daughter.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The old woman was in tears and confused. \"How come we don't know who it is?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Oh....at the dance, we were dancing and drinking, and one night he said he got really drunk, and that night he was with someone else.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Hmm... Rosie must know how to drink.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Is it a scary thing? I felt goosebumps all over my body.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “When Maung Soe Aung returns, I will make sure everything is okay.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"When you come back, tell me everything that happened.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"No way, my daughter, I know your feelings, my son, and I don't have any feelings for Rosie. If I knew everything before we got married, I would have told you the truth, whether I should insult the child I'm going to marry or not.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAye didn't know what to say. He felt sorry for the baby in Rosie's womb. He wanted to punish Rosie for being so arrogant. In fact, this whole house could be in chaos. He sighed...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"So what should I do?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The old woman came happily.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Thank you, my daughter. I'll tell you the plans later. Now... I'll go tell Rosie about my responsibility. She's crying and fussing.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The mother-in-law wiped her eyes with a handkerchief and left the room.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhy do people in the world fear when they are punished for their own evil deeds and immorality? At that time, it is more important to remember the Hiri Ottapapa Dharma. If only shame and fear had appeared before doing it, the chaotic chapters of history would not have appeared in the human world.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAye is, as its name suggests, cool and gentle.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Her husband, Ko Soe Aung, is a government official and is studying in London to improve the department's work. It is certain that Ko Soe Aung will be promoted when he returns.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMeanwhile, the Rosie affair had come to light. Aye, who had to live with her mother-in-law and sisters-in-law, had not had much of a relationship before this happened.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e But Aye loves Ko Ko. If she loves Ko Ko, she must love and respect his parents. She doesn't want to live in a separate house with him, and she doesn't want to do anything.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAye felt like crying. She remembered her father and mother. Mom and Dad, that was enough to make her feel better. The more this house, filled with chaos and evil, became chaotic, the more she remembered her mother's peaceful and united home.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the past, I had read the news of the tragic events like the one in the newspaper with a sense of boredom. Now that I was about to enter the same tragedy myself, my heart was burning. Even as my heart was burning, I was thirsting for the pure water of my mother's love. In fact, the pure water of my mother's love, which was cooler than the water of a glass cup and ice, was something that a cold person would only be able to drink if he drank it in his sleep.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45585508368533,"sku":"","price":4750.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/files\/001_0df14f31-c20d-4596-9b7f-847a050a3195.jpg?v=1770806864"},{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-ယောက်ျားတို့အကြောင်း","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - About Men","description":"\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAbout men\u003c\/strong\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNumber (1)\u003c\/strong\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e My name is Ma Kyai Hmun, and my younger sister's name is Ma Kyai Yoon.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOur mother died when Ma Kyay Yoon was a minor. I had just gotten married, but I didn't take care of my younger sister. However, while my two sisters were watching, she got a degree and became a teacher at a university. Ma Kyay Yoon was no longer a teenager, but I always worried about her like a child.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy biggest flaw is my fear and hatred of men, even though I'm married.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOne morning, he and I were walking along the streets of Bagan. That day, the streets of Bagan were green after the rain. The spring flowers, the yellow and pink flowers of the hyacinths, and the pink flowers of the hyacinths were washed away by the rain, and the streets of Bagan were painted with the same color of emerald.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ma Kyay Yoon looked around the roadside.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Ma Ma Hmoon is no longer as beautiful as the one in Saya U Thein Pe Myint’s robes on Bagan Street.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I don't believe it, but I have just read the book \"Saya O's Sorrow\" written by Saya U Thein Pe Myint.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Yes, when I wrote it, it was spring, so the flowers on Bagan Street were blooming in all their colors. So, when I added it with my pen, Bagan Street was brutally beautiful.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Well, it’s all green now, so it’s kind of beautiful,” he continued. After passing about three houses, we slowly approached Inya Saung.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn front of a house on the right, there is a large Chinese proverb tree. In front of the tree, an old woman is standing on the road, following us. Her hips are extremely wide, and her body is so fat that her belly skin seems to cover her waist.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ma Kyamong giggled like a child.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What's wrong with you, Ma Mong?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Oh... In your novel, the old man walks down this Bagan road. A young woman walks in front of him. In describing this, the author carefully depicts the beauty of the young woman walking in front. Her hips are round and round like a bowl, and when she walks, she feels like she is returning to her youth and is full of sensual pleasures.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI read it as Ma Kyaw Mon said and I liked the way the teacher was thinking. However, I didn't understand why he was laughing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"That's not funny..\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I said.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Mama Hmoon said, ‘Look at the woman in front of us, compare her to the young woman in the story of the teacher’s story.’”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He laughed again without saying anything.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I don't believe it... the baby is crying, I'll go and get her.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I whispered.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e We reached the end of Bagan Road and turned right towards Inya.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “After reading that novel, I felt something different in my heart,” Ma Kyaw Mon continued.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"We treat older men who are older than us without any worries and are friendly. As you say, old people can be very emotional, so where can we be sure to treat them?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe was a student of philosophy at university. I was a student of two historical sciences. So we had different perspectives when we talked. But here we were in agreement.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Hey... Men are not as reliable as young men. In fact, they are like poisonous creatures. It is better to be careful when you treat them. When their poison is at its peak, it is dangerous for women. When we were in 10th grade, our principal always said, “In your era, the relationship between boys and girls has become more intimate, and we cannot force it like in the old days. So, if we treat people in accordance with the times, it is not important to treat young people intimately. We always said that we do not want them to be intimate with old people.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMa Kyayon saw it and thought about it. I continued.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What the teacher said is true. Being an old man, you already understand women, and you already know how to handle a woman, so older men are more dangerous to our girls.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Well... yes, it's beautiful, even if you're a young man with a limp and a limping leg. It's more painful for me to be married to an old man.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The mirror gave its own answer.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Aye Kwe... I'm still not brave enough to trust men.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMa Kyaw Mon laughed again. As we walked that morning, my two sisters were discussing men. I had originally thought that men were “servants of desire,” and we discussed them based on that view.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI don't know what Ma Kyi Yoon's attitude towards men is, but he gave me a conclusion.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"You don't care about Ma Ma Hmung very much. You're so cold. I can't imagine why Ma Ma Hmung hates men when she has such a family.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He said.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I don't hate you, I'm just afraid,\" was all I replied.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e ***\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAbout a week later, my mother's cousin, Daw Lay, came to our house. She had a full butt, like the kind of water-filled bank that writers like to draw. Her full butt was delightful on a long, slender figure. She had a slim waist and a wide chest, and she must have been very beautiful in her youth. Her eyebrows were thick like ours. But her skin was not as dark as ours. Her lips, under her high nose, were full and kissable when she was young.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI thought to myself that even though I was no longer a virgin, I was still beautiful at the age of 40.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy aunt said she wanted to see me. “If you are not a good person, please give me five hundred shillings.” She put the five hundred shillings in my hand. My aunt’s face was not happy. I know my aunt’s story. My aunt had a concubine before she turned 30. But now, 3-4 years later, my aunt has told me not to come to her house, so she has stopped coming in and out altogether.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the past, my aunt used to prepare a big meal for my uncle and feed him properly, as if she didn't know that he had a concubine. She took care of him gently. We were young and didn't talk about our aunt. Since she broke up with my uncle, my aunt has been running her own sawmill. She has one son and two daughters.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45585509318805,"sku":"","price":5850.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_36900213-a815-4ffa-82ba-c51e11e124e9.jpg?v=1745660346"},{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-မောင်မျိုးမင်းနိုးကြားလာခြင်း","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - The Awakening of Maung Myo Min","description":"\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMaung Myo Min has woken up.\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Oh my God...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e My belief in the Buddha must be a movement in our family for Maung Myo Min to awaken. Because a new person has brought his place in my household.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMaung Myo Min was born to his mother, Mi Kyaw Thaung, on December 10, 1970. I don’t know the exact time of birth. However, at 9 pm that night, the first person to hear that a second grandson, a precious boy, had been born into our family, Mahathaki, was Maung Myo Min’s uncle, U Thet Tin.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs soon as I heard the news, I fell on my bed. “Aung Mae Lay, I have come to tell you good news from Queen Mother Mae Yu. Please don’t let me be the culprit. Take your medicine and sleep peacefully tonight.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI was unable to visit my daughter, Mi Kyaw Thaung, at the hospital when she gave birth because her health was not good.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI saw my grandson's face as soon as I brought Maung Myo Min home. His father, Major Htun Aung Kyaw, put the child in my arms. I stood up in the living room and picked him up. I saw his face, so pale and tender. The touch of his warm body pierced my chest, giving my cold heart a boost.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy steps did not move a single inch. For a moment I became as still as a stone. My thoughts wandered here and there. My sorrows also beat like waves. If I were to write down the movements of my fleeting mind, it would take a book. Sadness, joy, delight, heartbreak, wanting to speak, wanting to stand.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAh... the mental activity is so abundant. \u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI'm yet to give him a name.\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e When his brother was named Kyaw Kyaw Win, their mother, Mi Kyaw Thaung, didn't like it. It was because of the fortune teller's wishes when he was making his horoscope.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“That name, Kyaw Kyaw Win, has a lot of boyfriends,” Mi remarked. However, Mi accepted the name because her father, U Naing (the boy's grandfather), had already accepted it, and she agreed to name her firstborn Kyaw Kyaw Win.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNow, your grandfather's face is gone. Your grandmother is going to name her second grandson. My mother, like her father's face, has a pointed head and is completely flat, so she calls him Maung Pethi.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Maung Pethi is a Thursday, so it is also a suitable name for the day. However, an official name is still needed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI don't want to search for books with names like garlic cloves, and I haven't seen fortune tellers since my husband passed away.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMaung Pethi is not as tall as Kyaw Kyaw Win, his brother is taller than him. Maung Pethi is a round, round little boy. He is a strong, sturdy little boy. He is calm and peaceful if he eats food with his mouth moving like his mother.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI named Maung Pethi “Maung Myo Min” as a tribute to my teacher, Saya U Myo Min (professor of the English Department), and as a fitting name for the day.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e However, they did not call him Maung Myo Min, nor Maung Pethi, but rather called him their little son.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBefore his mother got her doctorate, she hired a nanny (first-class nanny) so that she could concentrate on her studies. Even when Maung Myo Min was born, the nanny’s salary was 120 kyats. Htun Aung Kyaw paid for the nanny’s salary. Now that my mother has a degree, we let Maung Myo Min take care of our little girl, who is paid 60 kyats a month. This is because Maung Myo Min no longer has to make milk bottles, boil the items used to clean the bottles with hot water once a week, and wash diapers. I pay for the cook. When there are two people, one cook and one nanny, they eat together, go together, sleep together, and sit together. According to our family’s principle, a bag of rice costs from 50 to 70 kyats. When it came time to pay, the cost of feeding and clothing the housekeepers was much higher than the monthly salary, so in order to reduce the initial housing costs, we were able to hire a nanny to help us with just a few dishes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn fact, in order to smoothly become a doctor, as my father (the deceased) intended, Htun Aung Kyaw and I spent money on the health of our eldest son Kyaw Kyaw Win and younger son Maung Myo Min when they were infants. Only when the children were healthy could they study happily. If I myself were a healthy grandmother, I would not need to hire a nanny to take care of my children. Now, Maung Pethi's grandmother, let alone to take care of her grandchildren by feeding them bottles, has to wear glasses to eat a bite of rice herself, so she has to hire a nanny who is skilled in cleaning the bottles and feeding the children on time.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNow Maung Myo Min can run and play. He can also speak fluently. The girl who takes care of him is a village girl and her name is Ma Pu Lay.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Maung Myo Min and Ma Pu Lay gave me my bedroom, and I moved to U Nae-moon's bedroom and started sleeping.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45585512759445,"sku":"","price":1800.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_c6f8ccfd-6d44-44b7-9865-c5c60f4e4233.jpg?v=1745660349"},{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-မုဆိုးမပုံပြင်","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - The Widow's Story","description":"\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong\u003e(1)\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I wipe the map every day with a rag to dry it when it's wet.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThis is an ancient Chinese story. A young woman buried her husband's body in a grave that was wet after his death. She was told that the wet soil on the grave would dry up before she could remarry, so she went to the grave every day with a shovel to dry the soil.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eTo put it simply, this is a story of a widow who “wanted a husband too much.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In ancient China, women and widows were shunned and talked down to. Even looking at this story, we can see the narrow-minded view of young women who were widowed before their due date.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI've heard stories about widows since I was a child, but I never thought it would have any relevance to my life.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e However, unexpectedly, at the age of 45, my lover passed away, leaving me a widow. At that time, I felt sympathy for other widows in my life.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThen, rather than the stories of ancient widows, I studied the stories of widows who are now widows, whose reasons for becoming widows are not so clear.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In India, in the past, if you became a widow, you were ostracized and ostracized. In modern times, Indira Gandhi served as the Prime Minister of India even though she was a widow.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn Myanmar, every widow has her own ideas and creates her own life. Tradition does not oppress her.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e If we understand and accept that widows are just like other women, with a heart, blood, and flesh, stories that demean widows will not emerge.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMa Ma Daw May Kyi is not one to care about anyone's criticism or humiliation when it comes to her own beliefs.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI was just a kid. Ma Ma May (that's what I called Daw May Kyi) was a widow at the age of 30, with a minor son and a daughter. Her husband, U Nyan Win, was a great man, not only a scholar, but also a great manager and administrator in running their company. It was the era of licensing, and he had established his own company to handle import and export licenses and was working on Maung Htaw Lay Street in downtown Yangon.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAfter his death, Ma Ma Mae continued to run the company. Thirty is not a big deal, it is an age when you can enjoy all the beauty and luxury.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMa Ma Mae is not like some widows who have lost their husbands, she is tall and slender, and she chooses clothes to suit her.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHis white nose and bright eyes revealed his courage and character. He had no thick eyebrows. The small, drawn eyebrows bent over his eyes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e If you come to a party, you should dress appropriately. You should dress in a fashionable way to keep up with the times.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI am not close to Ma Ma May. I got to know Ma Ma May through my cousin, Daw Aye Aye Kyi. If I am not as close as my sister, it would be true. My sister also has a clothing store in Bogyoke Market, so they are connected in business, so they are closer than relatives. Whenever Ma Ma May goes abroad for company business, she brings back some clothes and a fancy handbag for my sister. They often go to parties together. They are similar in height, fair skin, and their clothes are well-proportioned, making them look like sisters.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOne day I called my sister. I invited her to have rice soup on a Sunday when the market was closed (at that time, the General Market was closed on Sundays). I called her all night long on Saturday, but she didn't answer. I gave up and asked her family to come over the next day.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOn Sunday, during the lunch break, my sister came over. I asked her to urinate.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Where was your sister all evening yesterday? I haven't been able to call you since closing time. It's late at night.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Khin Hnin Yu's older sister spoke calmly while wiping her hands.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“May, I don’t want to talk to you. I had to pick you up by car, it was getting dark in the Golden Valley, the driver didn’t know the way, and May was unsure about finding a house, and it was already 8 p.m.” I didn’t understand what my older sister was saying.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What are you looking for, big sister?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I don’t like the hairdresser’s house to get her hair done, and I don’t like the beauty salon. I have to find Maung Hla Moe’s house at the beauty salon where I like to do my hair. When the shop in town closes, I have to go home.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What if I do it in the morning?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Ma Su will also go, won’t she? It’s Secretary U San Pe’s daughter’s wedding.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Yes, the reception starts at three in the afternoon.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “That reception, we’re having an early morning wedding at home, starting at 7 o’clock. He’s going to be the bride’s special guest. The next day, there’s no time, so he has to find Maung Hla Moe, the night chief, and when he gets home, it’s already 9 o’clock.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I didn't say anything. I was just surprised that Ma Ma took special care of my beauty.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe next evening at the reception, Ma Ma Mae's hair was really strange. It was like a spiky bun, with her hair braided and braided like a bunch of grapes. I can't explain it. She was so tall and had a diamond ring next to her hair.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOn the blue French brocade blouse and the light blue nylon jacket, the flowers were arranged in a perfect pattern. The bride, wrapped in a long white scarf with silver tassels, was even more beautiful than the bride. I was staring at her from afar.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The next month, my older sister came to me and told me about Ma Ma Mae.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“May, why don’t you send your son Ukka and your daughter Mala to London?” “Because he can.” | \u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI said the same thing.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"That's right, Ma Su. I admire her spirit. Even though her husband is dead, she has the pride to educate her sons and daughters to become whole people, to be one person.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Sister, the English standard in schools like English Methodist in Yangon is not low. They can even take the London Matriculation Examination there. Have the children reached grade 10?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“The eldest son has arrived, the youngest is in the 8th grade. He will send his children to London. His children will be at the top of their education and in their behavior, no lower than when his father was there. Even now, my daughter, because she doesn’t have a Mercedes, sold the box car that Ko Nyan Win drives and bought a Mercedes. May doesn’t think about how long she can bear that responsibility. Ma Su doesn’t understand anything about trade. Being a merchant is not always good, there is always a future.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy older sister sighed and spoke softly, but I didn't interfere.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45585522327701,"sku":"","price":6650.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/files\/001_75b1ed43-d704-45d5-a868-0fbaa1381af8.jpg?v=1770806706"},{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-မဟာသာကီ","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - Mahasaki","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Now, an unknown source of news has started spreading, causing excitement in Kankawkone.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKankaw Kone is on the road, while Mya Kone is on the railway. You can't get to Kankaw Kone from Mya Kone by road. The road isn't very far. You pass through a beautiful forest and arrive at Kankaw Kone. It's about fifty miles away.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMya-Yakone is a crossroads of trade routes and is busier than Kandaw-Kone, but it is not as beautiful as a merchant's hut. It is as chaotic as a grocery store. It is the headquarters of the local ruler.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKankaw Kone is a small town where the city's chief is based, but it is a beautiful town at the end of a forest. It is cool. It is peaceful. The road leading into the city is lined with Kankaw trees for about half a mile. The appearance of the town is like a small forest town, but the courtyards are neat and tidy. The houses are large, old-fashioned oil-soaked houses in the Burmese style. Only three or four retired officials live in brick houses. Their brick houses are also very old.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eUsually, only the landowners and the merchants who store and sell beans and cotton from the fields behind live there. In the morning, except for the sound of trucks and carts carrying beans and cotton to the fields, the town is quiet and peaceful in the afternoon.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe news that suddenly broke out in the city was causing a stir. Even the retired criminal investigator, who used to walk to the grove of kankaw trees on the outskirts of the city every morning, did not go to the kankaw trees but discussed the news he had heard with the school teacher, U Aung Ba. The place where they were standing and talking was in front of the mansion where the news had first broken.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEven the school children looked around the big house. The flower girl who was looking at the hibiscus trees also looked around the big house. She pointed to the flower girl who was holding jasmine garlands in her hand and said, “That big house.” - The assistant smiled at the movement of the little girls. He also seemed to be more delighted because the fragrance of hibiscus and jasmine spread around him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Even U Aung Ba's flower girls are paying attention to this news.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Ah... they are also from Kankawkone, so I'm happy that my city will be honored, Your Majesty. In fact, it's an honor.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eU Aung Ba replied, looking up at the house. The house they were looking at was an old, two-story house, dark and very dark with oil stains.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e U San, the broker who brought beans to the steel mill, approached them. “Hey, U Aung Ba, I think we’re discussing the Mahathaki mansion. I heard the news from the market.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Yes, sir...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “That’s what the young people at the tea shop are saying. So when will Ko Ukka arrive, U Aung Ba?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e U Aung Ba was an old resident of the town and knew all about the history of Kankaw Kone. The chief minister had only heard of Ko Ukka but had never seen him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “I can’t say for sure yet, I just heard the news, Ko San.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Wait, is this news true? Where did you hear it from...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e U San asked U Aung Ba again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “I don’t know who started it. The first thing I knew was that yesterday, when I went to the monk to take the vows, the monk told me that Maung Ukka would be returning from London, and that the Mahathaki House would be turned into a museum because it was the house where Maung Ukka was born.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eU San nodded. The assistant also opened the big pipe and stared at the big house. The big house seemed to be looking back at them calmly, like an old woman in the middle of the wide yard.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I am honored,\" the minister added.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Kokka, a Burmese national, has become a world-famous writer, so Kankaw Kone is very proud, even though it is a small town.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Yes, sir, the people born in this Mahathaki house are also quite unique. Daw Ma Ma, who actually owns this house, and I have been in contact with the Steel Brothers and have been involved in the business. Daw Ma Ma’s ancestors are all related to Hodi U Aung Ba and the old clan.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe assistant felt like he was reading a good, interesting novel.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I still have a little way to go to the market, so I'll go.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eU San said goodbye and left. Only the assistant and U Aung Ba were left. It was pointless for the two of them to stand in the middle of the road for so long. However, the assistant wanted to know how the writer U Ukka and his family grew up in the Mahathaki mansion, and how the current generations are.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe newspaper arrived late in Kankaw Kone. It is better to investigate the real nature of the story by visiting the nearest native place than by reading the news about famous people in the newspaper.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Oh, well... if Maung Okka comes, I, as the municipal chairman, will have to host a tea party or a dinner party.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“You should do it, U Aung Ba, we will help you too. We Burmese people are great in our own country, but we don’t know the value of this person. When people say “Taw Hla Khi” from abroad, they don’t care if there are really good people in our country. If I have to be honest, I didn’t read U Ukka’s Burmese novels before the war. I only started reading the novel “The Potato Picker” written in English, which was published in London. Is this person still in this state of mind?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Yes, they used to have bean fields, potato fields, and cotton fields. Did they leave Burma after the war?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Hey... I'm talking to you, where did you come from? Your face is so happy and smiling.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eU Aung Ba approached a man and greeted him. He was almost fifty years old, but he was very strong and energetic. His sunburnt face was old, but his eyes were bright and clear. His laugh was loud and clear, befitting his height.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I am happy to see my ancestors, who have been separated for so many years, U Aung Ba. What can I say?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Kota Tae replied with a really sweet smile on his face. Even the assistant was quite fond of Kota Tae. His face was as lovely as it was ugly.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45585523277973,"sku":"","price":1620.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_1ee4a58c-a11b-4a26-99ae-e52215fd0db5.jpg?v=1745660357"},{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-မြင်းမိုရ်တောင်ခြေ၀ထ္ထုတိုများ","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - Myin Mo Taung Foot Short Stories","description":"\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSanthira\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eToday is my niece Santhira's birthday. She is (16) years old, as beautiful and tender as a white lotus flower. That day, she wore a blue brocade longyi and sapphires. The silver flowers on the brocade longyi were sparkling. She was always proud of her beautiful blue eyes. \"Santhira is so beautiful. Her blue eyes are so cute. May Santhira be healthy.\" Various ladies praised Santhira's beauty and prayed for her.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo Ko Naing from the other side of the yard also arrived soon. Ko Ko Naing was a junior lieutenant in the air force. He came on a short leave to celebrate Santhira's birthday. Santhira's father was the Minister of Justice.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Hello... Richard,” I heard Santhira say, and I turned around. Santhira was running and greeting the man who was following Ko Ko Naing. I was so excited to see the way they shook hands. It was so breathless. But my niece was at a famous military academy in Yangon, so it wouldn’t be strange. Soon Santhira was sitting at a table with Richard, holding a bouquet of roses and pearls.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI was busy with the boys as the feast had already begun. Ko Ko Naing Ko could only smile. I passed by the ladies and\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"That blue-eyed one, Your Majesty, is the one who has the most faces, and he's the one who's going to play with this boy named Richard, you know?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"You know, you rich man, this girl won't last long. She's a little bit of a bitch.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI felt a pang in my heart when I heard gossip from the ladies. My niece, Nant Pyae Pyae, was \u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003enot it? They had already written a letter to the Minister of Justice about Santhira’s beauty earlier. They even praised the little blue eye. This class of people around here must be the same. But in my heart, I felt disgusted by these people who were full of pretensions rather than gossip. In fact, they would not care about me if I was still ugly and shy. I was not someone who deserved to be cared for. Although I was the youngest sister of the Minister of Justice U Maung Gyi, I was not well known. Since I had no parents, I had no right to interfere except in the back room when I had to take refuge in the shadow of the mountain. That is why this environment has forgotten me. But Ko Ko Naing not only respected and recognized me, but also fell in love with Ko Ko Naing two years ago.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI feel bad for Santhira. The urge to “talk about it” is beating inside me. Even when I am near Ko Ko Naing, I still can't control myself.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEven though the sun was gone outside, our house was lit up with colorful lights. The colorful fans were slowly fading away. The little lights were also extinguished. After putting everything away, I went into my bedroom. I was disappointed as I changed into new clothes. I was in a state of confusion. My anxiety for Santhira was really pressing inside me. What kind of person was Richard? They were hanging out like friends, so I was confused. Santhira was going back to school tomorrow, so I felt a little better.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI opened the windows and lay down on the bed. I was thinking about whether I should tell Santhira's mother, Daw May May Khin, about this. I went back to Santhira's school. The school was in Yangon, but she was sent to boarding school. We lived in Insein.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy sister-in-law, May (aka Daw May May Khin), is not feeling well. Even after Santhira goes back to school, she doesn't go out and stays in her bedroom. Her illness is heart disease, so I don't tell her the sad things about Santhira.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSometimes May would wear glasses and choose diamonds from black velvet. Santhira would tell me with a smile that she preferred the stones she chose herself.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e One day, while picking pearls,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Have you sent the book World Famous Women to Ma Thet Phyu Santhira?” I told her that I had.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Santhira knows how much White and May want her, how much they love her. My daughter will know. Let her try to do the same. At least if the Minister of Justice is a good person, I will be satisfied.\" I listened to her words in silence.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn her free time, she only picks out pearls. In fact, even though she is unable to read for long periods of time due to her eye disease, she chooses gemstones for her daughter, no doctor forbids her.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Since Santhira's father retired, he has been spending his time in the library.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI have to meet Ko Ko Naing tonight. Ko Ko Naing is also going back to Mingalardon tomorrow. I went out to see Ko Ko Naing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The red leaves of the Thaukka tree were also drying and falling to the ground, dripping with silvery sap. The gentle evening breeze blew, carrying the scent of jasmine flowers from afar.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI gazed calmly at Ko Ko Naing's face, which was shimmering with silver through the branches. Ko Ko Naing was not beautiful, but he was certainly handsome.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"White, let's get married next fall, Ko Ko Naing. By then, you'll have a promotion, right?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn fact, I am very happy. I am happier to be free from the control of others and live in a house with my lover than to be a housewife with a house full of lights.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45585510465685,"sku":"","price":6400.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_869c01a8-b4f5-41e4-8094-b0de7d044814.jpg?v=1745660361"},{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-မစန္ဒာ","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - Masanda","description":"\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e(\u003c\/strong\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e1)\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Father U Kya, mother Daw Hemaranth, daughter Masandar Kaungkum”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Carve the letters on the stone slab at the entrance, I think that's enough, teacher.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Teacher Daw Nana Sari slowly nodded her head..\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Maung Win, she’s not a girl you like very much, but even with this inscription, she must have some meaning. Let’s go, shall we?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe teacher didn't seem to want to stay for long. He called out to Daw Shwe Thwe, who was sitting next to him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Now, Ma Shwe Thwe.. the engineers are in charge, let’s go back, teachers.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eU Win Pe also gave the engineers a brief order and stood up. The three of them started walking up the Sagaing Chaung Road from above the Thayetpin Pier. The three of them walked slowly, each with their own thoughts, but all three of them were thinking of only one person, Masandar.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMasandar entrusted the three of them with the task of repairing the machine that supplied water to the Sagaing Hills, which had been damaged during the Japanese era. He also provided them with sufficient funds.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe three of them walked, but they could not speak. Sometimes they walked on the dust. Sometimes they walked on the steps of the cement stairs. The three of them did not even notice the monasteries, the shrines, and the caves on both sides.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs much as I was grateful to Masanda for helping me fix the water hole that I wanted to make for the teacher, I was still thinking about Masanda's departure. Masanda did not leave Burma honestly, and he would not be happy for his daughter Masanda.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDaw Shwe Thwe was shaking violently. She was the one who took Masandar out of the peaceful Sagaing Chao. If she hadn't taken him, wouldn't Masandar have ended his life peacefully in the monastery with Daw Nya Na Sari? Now...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDaw Shwe Thwe, who had created a bridge between the chaotic world and the peaceful monastery, was deeply shaken and began to feel remorse.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e For U Win Pe, everything was quiet and dry, and there was no noise even while walking.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"A very stubborn girl, a girl who changed her life with a sign.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe muttered this in his heart: \"Don't be sad, it's just the fate of fate, who can create it?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The teacher was moved by the three of them walking silently. That's right, it's the cause of karma. The teacher is a monk and a monk. No matter what, he will be able to face both hardships and happiness with calmness.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThey slowly approached the Lum Pagoda. Before turning towards the Lum Pagoda, the teacher entered the pavilion on the right.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Daw Shwe Thwe and U Win Pe also came along and sat on the couch in the front room of the monastery.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe house of the teacher Daw Nana Sari. The house where Ma Sanda used to live. The two of them took the little Ma Sanda out of this monastery and into the world.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It seems as if scenes from the past are emerging one after another from every corner of the entire temple. Masandar's footprints, works, and images of his past are left behind throughout the temple.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDaw Shwe Thwe closed her eyes tightly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e U Win Pe, however, was staring at the tamarind tree at the base of the tree. In his mind's eye, he imagined that the little Masanna, who had always been playing happily, plucking and throwing tamarind leaves, would run into his arms right now.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe most calm of all was Teacher Lay Daw Inanasari. I can't say she wasn't shaken. But Teacher Lay didn't lose her composure like they did. She was able to remain calm.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Dwey Lay Thwey.. let’s go back,” U Win Pe said, walking towards Daw Shwe Thwey.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“No way, Maung Win, I have planned breakfast for you. Come back in the morning.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The teacher stepped forward and said.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e U Win Pe nodded briefly and walked out of the building. His feet started moving towards the path leading to the Luang Pagoda.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe pagoda square was quiet. The sound of the bells was soft. 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He and I, like a rock, facing each other, past and present, good and bad.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e (To the warrior lord)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e March, 1969.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eLord's territory\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"The world is like the world.\"\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e With a worthy partner\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Have fun and be happy.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e A young man, I say.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e With his territory as a base camp\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I had to step on it, young mother.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ma Maung Maung, you are so sweet.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The sounds\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e How many people are there to comfort Mo?\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e If you like it, eat it.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I'm tired of being lazy.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Papa Sheen Sheen also started\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Eye-catching\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n \u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe forest in their area is the most beautiful.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e If only\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Please forget me and have fun.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I'll get drunk, I'll laugh.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e How the spirit dances\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"If I get away, will you catch me?\"\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Asan slave,\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e If you don't answer, you're hiding something.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He smiled as he pointed.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: right;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e February, 1968.\u003c\/div\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45585539334293,"sku":"","price":2970.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_57dd850c-ac53-4d60-baa3-855324af5c92.jpg?v=1745660368"},{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-မင်းထင်စည်","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - Min Htin Si","description":"\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Chapter (1)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"May it be a blessed meeting\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt was an autumn day. Only a few snowflakes were flying and the cold was not yet severe. As the hosts had prayed, it was a day of auspicious meeting for the guests.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eVisitors can see this small sign erected on the grassy lawn. This small sign is also rarely seen on the flower beds where winter flowers bloom. Even if the winter wind blows and waves, the small signs will not lose their shape.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe person who invented this word and arranged to have it written and hung on the large lawn where the reception was held was U Mann Gyi, a cultural officer. He was happy to be able to recall some Burmese traditional culture, whether at his home or at weddings held in his family circle.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSince ancient times, when Burmese people meet each other, whether it is between kings and emperors, between ordinary people, or between monks of religious lineages...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"May it be a good birth,\" \u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003ethey recited the Patitha Sandhara connection, offering a blessing and then spoke about the desired matter.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe scenery of that autumn morning was unforgettable. It came back to her eyes. The flowers, the leaves on the grass.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The fresh sun is not yet hot. It is warm and warm.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSoung Le Oo entered the audience with the gentle steps of a sensual young girl. They seemed to be protecting themselves from Soung Le Oo's piercing and moving air.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe winter wind also carried the scent of blooming hyacinths from the pillars behind the lawn. The fragrance of the beautiful wild flowers from the orchid house also reached the audience with the dewdrops.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eUnder the warm sun, the bright colors of the guests' costumes competed with the colors of the flowers. That day, Barani thought that the sight of the temple should be described in a poem: \"When happiness is the pillar...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e U Mann Gyi presided over and organized the one-year birthday celebration of his grandson, “Pale Daru.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003ePearl Daru was a “good girl.” It would not be wrong if her whole family did not gather around her on her first birthday. In Barani’s mind, she even thought that “Ame” had passed away.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBecause of the song \"Pale Daru's first birthday\". The composer of this song was U Mann Gyi's wife, Daw Khin Myat San. Wasn't Daw Khin Myat San the great-granddaughter of King U Sa of Myawaddy? U Sa was the one who brought Burmese music and great songs to life in the late Konbaung period, and who not only composed authentic Burmese songs but also ancient songs from our neighboring country, Thailand, with Burmese words.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNow, Daw Khin Myat San, one of U Sa's descendants, has followed in her grandfather's footsteps and composed and recorded a birthday song for her granddaughter, Pale Daru. The piano player is Barani herself.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e A relative of Pa Lae Daru's father, Ko Saw Oo (the famous painter Saw Monic), and a sister of U Hla Than Myint's wife, Daw Lay Shwe, who sang the song \"Khao Khao\" (Khao).\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDaw Myat Lay Thwe sang the birthday song herself to bless their grandson, Pearl Daru.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDaw Myat Lay Thwe had to come and go to Barani's house a lot because of Pearl Daru. They used to sing songs with Barani. Previously, Saw Monic's family and Pearl's family had been at odds, but now their relationship has become smooth and harmonious.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003ePearl Daru is a good girl because she built a bridge of peace between the two families.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt is reasonable to assume that Barani thought that Pearl Daru had been neglected and neglected by her relatives, both her grandparents and her parents. The lyrics of the first birthday song must have been \"inferior\" to her.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn fact, in the history of Burmese literature, these words are the words that are often written and composed at the cradle weddings of the sons and daughters of the royal family, and the children of the emperors. When the babies of the emperors were cradled, the little baby, who did not even know that he was a human, understood the meaning of the words or not. The poets wrote and sang about the glory and power of the seven generations of the ancestors, the battles they won, the extent of the territories they ruled, etc.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThey criticize from another perspective that they are alienated from the earth, as they are golden-eared eunuchs who are exalted by the views of the times and the titles of kings and emperors, and who are constantly writing and writing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHowever, from another perspective, not only do we find evidence of the traditional and refined culture of the Burmese people in the Echins, but we can also find facts and information that are sometimes lost in history through the words of the Echins, and we can be grateful to the ancient writers for this.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEven in Western Europe, there are still poets and writers who are loyal to their ancestors and who give their blessings and praise to the kings, emperors, and dictators of the past. Burmese poets are not to be blamed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eLet it be, let it be for these Echins, the barani studied and analyzed with forgiveness. It took to heart. Because the Maha Maha Sakis are the children of the year, the years of the year, and those words should be added. It should be composed. The noble one also read those songs when the child grew up and before he reached the royal life, the spirit of bravery like the brave and brave people of the past and present was aroused. 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They grabbed the rice balls from their mother's hands and ran downstairs with their bags.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Mom, who was preparing to cook by putting the items in the shopping basket one by one, looked at him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Sein Sein, when you talk to the children, speak softly, don’t shout loudly, or the little one will wake up. Maung Than Cheung just fell asleep while breastfeeding. So what’s wrong with Maung Than Cheung?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The mother asked, as was her custom, giving priority to her son-in-law.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“What should I bring, Mom? He likes to stir-fry fish, and I bought him some tannin, which he likes. He likes to mix the sweet and sour paste with the tannin, and the tannin is very good. Since the tannin is just starting to grow, I have to give these little ones four pieces at a time. I bought it for one kyat. Let them eat eight pieces in the morning and eight pieces at dinner. Mom likes it too, right? Isn’t it a waste of money to spend one kyat on food?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Oh... I sometimes like shrimp...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I know you like it, Mom. The other day, five shrimps were sold for two and a half kyats. Do you believe me? So, I can only feed shrimps twice a month. If I feed them to my sons, they are all talkative and talkative, and my father. I don’t feed them to me. If I feed my grandchildren shrimps every day, they will be hungry for half a month. They won’t be full with just two shrimps. So, I have to eat them once a month. My son-in-law is also very old. A pound of shrimp costs six or seven kyats, so when it’s cheap, it’s a little bit expensive, but now it’s ten kyats, and it tastes good.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Hey... men are like that, don't make a fuss, even if we both look for each other, he'll be miserable. So I made milk for the youngest one in the morning, and I only had one day's supply of powdered milk. Come buy it in the evening.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I’ll buy it, Mom. That baby wants to suckle this milk after weaning. I didn’t want to encourage the black market. The other day, when I went to see the milk powder distribution committee, they said, “We only give milk powder to babies up to one and a half months old. Now, we’ve been giving it to your baby until he’s two years old. Six months have passed.” My daughter is still confused about the law.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"So, you have to bring a letter of recommendation to show which office you work in,\" he said. \"I'll go buy it from the market by myself in the evening, Mom, Pusoo, and Malaya.\"\/\/\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"They're playing downstairs...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDaw Nyein Mae didn't say anything to her daughter and started doing her kitchen chores. At nine o'clock, they would finish their meal and then go to work with their daughter and son-in-law. Although the general public didn't say anything, Daw Nyein Mae felt happy when she saw Maung Than Cheung eating his favorite curry, rice, and fish paste soup. If Mya Mya Sein didn't want to, she would go to the market herself. She realized that they were the ones who would provide food and she was the one who would sit down and eat. She thought.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAfter my son-in-law and daughter-in-law went to work, I would bathe Pusu and Malai and feed them breakfast. Whether it was while feeding the children or preparing rice for the two eldest boys and two girls, I would usually mix this beef with fried onions and tomatoes and eat it with the skin on. Whenever I had to serve it as a dish, I would feel bad.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Grandma... I'll eat shrimp, fried fish, fried fish...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe children didn't understand anything, they just shouted what they wanted to eat. Daw Nyein Mae would be very upset at that time. When the price of catfish was high, it was six or seven kyats, and when it was low, it was nine or ten kyats. Although the fish was the same, catfish and tamarind were more nutritious than the five. She didn't fry the five, but fried them for a second time, or fried shrimp, or mixed with fruits every other day, and she wanted to feed them to her grandchildren. Cooking a good dish to make the dish nutritious and giving it to the children in a small bowl is healthier and more suitable for children than paying for food or toothpaste. That's why she created the system of giving them a bowl of rice.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003ePusu and Ma were fed and made to sleep. He himself wanted to doze off after eating. When an adult in his fifties or sixties arrives, he should lie down and rest for at least half an hour after breakfast. He should doze off. However, he would wake up when he was fed. He picked up his little grandson and went downstairs.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"What about Than Htay, Puma...\" Puma ran out of the kitchen when she heard Daw Nyein's voice.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Kyi Kyi Htay went to the monastery this morning. The monk also said he would take the precepts while delivering alms. But he won’t be at the monastery all day today. He will return in the afternoon. Is there something wrong with Kyi Kyi Nyein?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Puma explained Daw Than Htay's plan in detail.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Aye... when he comes back, come over to the house for a while, Kyi Nyein...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes.. I'll keep talking...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Daw Nyein Mae returned to her home with her little grandson.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45585544708245,"sku":"","price":4750.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_7755e8f0-be03-41a2-bab2-d8982a50d44d.jpg?v=1745660375"},{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-ဘ၀လမ်းအပန်းဖြေရာ","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - Leisure on the Path of Life","description":"\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e[\u003c\/strong\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e1\u003c\/strong\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e]\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eLast month, there were many stories in the magazines about the great actress Elizabeth Taylor. 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I am sure\u003c\/span\u003e Samcos? 'The Poor Little Rich Girl' \u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eis a story\u003c\/span\u003e \u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eabout a woman named Bette Hutton. It is based on a true story. Farrah Fawcett plays the daughter of a millionaire, Betty Hutton. She had seven husbands at the age of 57 and died at the age of 60.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe story is a Western in nature. In Burmese, it is said that Betty Hutton was a contemporary of Elizabeth Taylor in taking her husband away.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen I watch various stories, I see people doing what they want, both legally and illegally. If not for love, then for business, or for power, people kill each other. The methods of killing are varied. There are also simple love stories. When there are stories based on dance, singing, and entertainment, it is fun. There are also stories about the blind and deaf. There are also stories about people who cannot stand the pressure of wealth and fame and become addicted to drugs. I must say that it is quite complete.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSome people cannot stand loneliness in life. They are so poor that they become isolated from their surroundings, or they are so rich and famous that they avoid society and remain alone. They also try to avoid loneliness by taking medication or committing suicide.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEven the great actress Elle Zebedee Taylor, mentioned at the beginning of the article, could not bear the pain of loneliness and could not be alone and married again and again. Did her marriage fulfill the longing of her heart and body? Even if it was not fulfilled, she had to take drugs again. After being hospitalized for drug addiction and quitting, she finally found her seventh husband. If you look at the famous singer Elvis Presley and movie actress Marilyn Monroe, Presley used drugs to solve his life problems, and Monroe tried to escape by committing suicide. How severe is the impact of life's journey, the lows and highs, the desire to be or not, the impact of life, the path of leisure? It was enough to make them want to end their lives.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the movie, millionaires and billionaires are sitting on a treasure chest and feeling miserable. They become miserable because they want what they want. The more they want it, the more they want it. They are blinded by the desire, unable to escape, unable to breathe, unable to escape. When the desire becomes strong, they get it. In getting it, they do not consider the Dhamma and the Dhamma. Sometimes, when they encounter an unpleasant object, they become angry and even kill people to fulfill their desire.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eLooking at them, it is impossible to imagine that if life is full of material wealth, there will be no suffering.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e These events refute the claims of scholars who say that society would become a world of nirvana if there were no class of people who exploit and provide material goods for humanity.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNo material thing can fulfill the desires of a human being. In other words, the desires of this human being are not satisfied with the material things that are fulfilled.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In this way, man becomes a victim of desire.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Once again, I thought back to all the Western novels I had read.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWe were obsessed with Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet when we were young. They committed suicide because they couldn't bear the pain of being separated from their loved ones. In our young hearts, we imagined them as heroes of love and cherished them forever.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn The Merchant of Venice, Shakespeare portrays Shylock's endless desire.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In Tolstoy's novels, we also see the pain of desire, the joy of contentment, the peace of love, and the misconception that impermanent things are permanent.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn Daphne DuMarie's novel \"The Waterfront,\" we find the story of a man who, unable to bear the pain of being with someone he does not love, commits suicide.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe American writer Jack London's novel Love of Life \u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003ebeautifully depicts the human attachment to life in such a natural and detailed way. It is terrifying to imagine a person struggling to survive, hungry, tired, and suffering, even though he knows that death will free him from his suffering.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI was so hungry that I slit the throat of an old wolf and drank its blood, and I was shocked. According to Buddhism, it is a desire for life. All beings are attached to life.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEdgar Allan Poe's \u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003enovel The Mask of the Red Death depicts the permanence of death. It depicts how those who flee from death, seeking refuge, fall into the hands of death, and death reigns forever.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI read and thought about as many Burmese novels as I could get my hands on, starting from the 550th novel. The stories they wrote and the films they made revealed human life from various perspectives, and there was always a speck of (poverty) in life. It was big and small. The poor were poor, and the rich were poor.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45585546969237,"sku":"","price":2700.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_1bbcbe21-ec91-40be-972d-409d5411ed5a.jpg?v=1745660379"},{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-ဖေဖေ","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - Father","description":"\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eGreat poet\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e When the 2nd day of the new moon of the preceding Thadingyut month arrives, my father will be 80 years old.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He has been with me for 42 years.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen my daughter was five years old and she was starting to understand people, her father was deaf. He was not deaf like normal people. He was completely deaf, so strangers would find it very difficult to talk to him. Writing long sentences on paper was the easiest way to communicate with him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eFor family members and children, the only way to communicate is to use gestures and mouth movements, which they can understand.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e All I know is that one night over 42 years ago, my father went to bed and by dawn the next morning he was completely deaf.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eApart from being deaf, my father was fat, fair-skinned, and healthy. He had a few moles on his face, and it wasn't obvious that he was as fair-skinned as his older brother (and my father). However, my father's family was fair-skinned.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen I was a little older, my father developed paralysis, and his speech became slurred and heavy. He also seemed to drag his feet a little when he walked.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e However, he had to walk around Wa Khema once in the morning, once in the evening, and once in the evening before he could fall asleep.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy family was the first to leave Wa Khema for Yangon. When the Karen insurgency began, my mother and I came to Yangon temporarily, but the situation gradually deteriorated, and eventually, Wa Khema and Yangon were completely cut off from each other, and we were stranded in Yangon.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy younger sister, Nu Nu, is now studying at a city school, while my middle sister, Akwe, is already married and living in Yangon.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAlthough my father was no longer with his wife and children at the old house in Wa Khema, he was left with relatives. Although there were other relatives, in our family, we can say that my father was left \"alone.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThere is only one air connection between Wa Khema and Yangon. It is the only one, but it is not direct. From Wa Khema you can go to Pathein. From Pathein you can go to Yangon by plane.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e My father sometimes suffers from mental illness, but I don't know if he is the father of a future writer, but he still writes nostalgic and tragic letters sometimes. My daughter Yu.....\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen the big ships of the Irrawaddy arrived, my father went down to the dock. The big ships did not come. I could not see my daughters and mother, so my father cried on the riverbank.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI was moved to tears when I read this paragraph. My mother and I were also unable to return to Wakhe Ma as we had reported earlier because the ferry was suddenly closed while we were on our way to Yangon. In fact, we realized that the era was only temporary and that things would return to normal in the future. So we would return one day. While we were waiting for the day to return, the situation in Yangon was not as bad as we had previously realized, but worse than before, so we had to delay in Yangon instead.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen I showed my mother the letter from my father, she looked very sad. My father sometimes called my mother “Tin Tin” after my mother’s original name, Daw Thein Tin, but he usually called her “Mother” with his sons and daughters. If my mother was going to a village and stayed there for a few days longer than expected, he would go down to the port almost every day to wait for her. When my mother returned, I could hear her shouting happily from the top of the Wa Khema Pagoda Road (where it meets the waterfront) with her hands raised, “Our mother is back, our mother is back!” from our house, about 1,000 yards away.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs described in Yangon, it is heartbreaking to imagine the days when the father, his sons, daughters, and mother were still stranded, walking back and forth along the Pagoda Road from their home to the port alone.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Anyway, Mom, let’s rent a house in Yangon and live there. I’ll call Dad to come with me by plane.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I told my mother about my idea.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"It's okay... But people in Yangon don't know much about my father, so I feel sorry for my neighbors for my father.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I'll have to watch it later, Mom.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAfter they agreed, I had to arrange for the call, find a flight, etc. The person who picked me up was Maung Kyin Aung, a fellow soldier from the Wa Khema Military Police Battalion, who had graduated from the same school.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eTraveling by plane was not easy at that time. However, Maung Kyin Aung was able to bring my father to Yangon smoothly. Upon arrival at Yangon Airport, he humorously recounted the events that had left him racking his brains about his father's peculiarities.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I don't want to talk about my father, Ma Yu. I'm so tired of thinking that I won't go if I don't have a big stone water filter and mortar. The plane is the last one to return, the time is approaching, and I can't give you a place, and if you can't give me a place, you can't go either. Think about it. 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However, her eyes spent less time focusing on the image of the Buddha and more time looking at the candle flame.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Freedom\" and \"not yet free\" may be the same in words, but they are completely different in life.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In the case of the Buddha Gotama, who had been liberated from samsara, even the remaining image had a peaceful and tranquil physical body, and the surroundings were also peaceful and tranquil.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe heart of the sage before the Buddha image was burning with the intense desire for possessions, and she could not remain calm. The sage was not yet liberated. However, she was not contemplating the things of liberation and bowing down in reverence before the Buddha. She was simply praying for the possibility of a long journey with her beloved.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThithi had complete faith that the power of this candle would fulfill her wish.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The purple electric lights were turned off, leaving only the light of candles in the entire temple.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs the wick burned, the candle grew brighter. Thithi's heartbeats gradually became faster. Her ears were glued to the door.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The candle flame flickered for the last time, then dimmed. This time it never came back on.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThithi rose from her knees. The candle had gone out, so she turned on the purple lamp. The dim purple light was a cool color in front of the Buddha image.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Thi Thi let out a deep sigh. As she walked towards the south door, she looked up at the road again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe rain-soaked Kukkai Road was visible under the dim moonlight. The moon was also dim. It was late at night, so the road was quiet. Occasionally, only a private car or two with two large headlights would pass by.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe house was built on the main road facing east. Thi Thi watched with great anticipation as a large car with two headlights drove by from the south. The headlights did not turn towards the courtyard, but every time they passed, she started to laugh.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe moonlight was slowly fading. The raindrops were slowly getting louder and louder. The wind was also blowing through the window. The big trees in the yard were swaying in the darkness. The sound of the leaves was like the groaning of ghosts, and it was so sad and scary.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA flash of lightning struck the glass window, and it began to glow. Thi Thi didn't dare to look at it for long. She closed the window.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He worshipped the Buddha and left the temple. The whole house was silent, with only a light shining from his bedroom.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Thi Thi heard the clock on the wall downstairs strike 12 as she walked.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eStanding at the door of the bedroom, I stared at the bed. Looking at the big white bed was like a ghost, and my heart was filled with unease.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e While he was standing by the bed, the telephone rang from beside the bed. Thi Thi picked up the telephone and held it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI don't know what the other person is saying. Thi Thi is sighing. He is trying to control his trembling voice and answer.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I didn't get up from my seat until the candle went out, my lord, I didn't move, the fire was completely gone, it burned out, but but... it's 12 o'clock now... he hasn't come back yet.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Thi Thi listened quietly to what was being said on the other side.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Thank you, Your Majesty. I am glad you took such good care of Thithi. I am sorry for waiting until the candle goes out. Yes.. How about tomorrow? 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Thi Thi didn't want to sit and listen to the sound of the rain and wind for too long.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eShe flung open the closet. She took out a long gray wool sweater. She also grabbed a blue scarf to wrap around her head.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe was as bold as a man who dared to do anything. He stood at the entrance to the room and turned on all the lights outside. When he pressed the light switches at the top of the stairs, the red-brown staircase lit up. A long carpet lay down the middle of the stairs, so that the sound of his footsteps could not be heard.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Don't be sad, don't be sad.. Don't be sad, try to get up.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe called out to the stairs and descended. He turned on the light switch at the bottom of the stairs and the living room was lit up again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He sat down on the living room sofa, not even looking at the radio he had fought with Koko about three months ago.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Soon, the old man came closer.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Mom..why are you wearing warm clothes?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Go and wake up the driver and tell him to get out of the car.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Hmm..where are you going?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Wherever you go, try to wake me up.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ma Thet looked worried and scared. 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For him, it was not wrong if the circumstances allowed him to have a kind of mythical attitude in his mind.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It wasn't because his mother and father were very rich. The perception that he was the poorest in his family allowed him to start his life through the door of good fortune.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe father was not very pleased. He wanted his eldest son to be endowed with the qualities of a pioneer among his siblings. He knew that his son did not possess those qualities. It was not that he did not have them at all.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs a father, the words \"Ba Myo Bo Tu Cho\" (the same as the father's) are used to describe a father who is not particularly talented or has bad character. He knows that if his eldest son does not meet the required qualifications, it will fall on his head.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Even if your daughter is sick, look at the beautiful cow, not the beautiful cow,\" is a phrase that is often used to hurt the mother.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Oh, really, isn't the class of parents a class that is not comfortable on either side?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWe have to feed them until they grow up. We have to educate them. We have not finished educating them yet, we have to find them a spouse. If they are poor, it is okay. If the parents are rich, it is the parents' fault if they do not share the inheritance. Even if they cannot accumulate a lump sum of inheritance for their livelihood, they should invest some capital for a livelihood. This class of people is innocent.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIf a child commits a crime due to some bad karma or bad character in life,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The parents will be charged with the crime of not complying with the duty of \"preventing evil and guiding good.\" The charges will be filed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In any case, Ko Mya Zaw is not wrong if he does his duty to the best of his ability.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThey put their eldest son, Maung Swe Tin, through the high school in Kyaukse Township where they lived. Swe Tin failed the 10th grade and did not go to university because he failed the B.A. and B.A.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo Mya Zaw opened a tea shop near the bus station in their town, and his wife opened a salad shop. With this income, Swe Tin was able to send Ma Ping Ma Pan to high school. Swe Tin had two daughters and three sons under him. The word “Ma Ping Ma Pan” was not a word for Ko Mya Zaw and his wife, Ma Sein Aye, but a word for Swe Tin.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eFor Ko Mya Zaw, working at a tea shop is not tiring. What about for Ma Sein Aye?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA pile of clean, yellow noodles, a pile of white rice noodles, a pile of crispy bread, a pile of clear, white boiled beans, and a pile of red boiled potatoes, all these delicious dishes are arranged on a porcelain plate to make the morning meal a happy one. It may seem like nothing at first glance, but it is a very laborious task.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMa Sein Aye wakes up at 4 am to prepare the daily salad. She cooks. She fries. She grills. She makes coconut milk for noodles, boils catfish for noodles, prepares noodles, prepares oil, chops green onions, and parsley. She also does other small chores. Ma Sein Aye's two little daughters, who are not yet old enough to help their mother before dawn, run to school at 7 am. One is in grade 6 and the other is in grade 5.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe three younger boys grabbed their own plates, ate coffee and crisps from their father's shop, and ran to school.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Until now, my eldest son, Maung Swe Tin, has not woken up from his bed. Looking at that situation, it is not unusual for Swe Tin to pass the matriculation examination (or high school) with a double B.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSometimes, Ko Mya Zaw would criticize Ma Sein Aye for not being disciplined enough for her son, and would scold her. But when he saw Ma Sein Aye's bright smile and bright face, starting work before dawn and working tirelessly until closing the shop at two in the afternoon, he didn't want to upset Ma Sein Aye any more with his scolding.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAnd he understood that he was the one most responsible for his eldest son's affairs.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBoth of them were wealthy couples who had a beautiful and peaceful past. After the war, they had not returned to paid employment and had opened a tea shop. They were not an uneducated, uneducated, and ignorant couple who did not know the moral obligations that parents and children should have towards each other.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNow, Ma Sein Aye has kept the beautiful golden umbrella she wore throughout her young life in a corner of her old house since it was ruined. She had traveled with the same umbrella that she had made with her husband's own hands. Therefore, Ma Sein Aye did not want to be disturbed or bothered by anything about her eldest son.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe sent Swe Tin off to his friends and colleagues in Yangon, each with a letter of introduction. He had to send his son to the end of the river. It was his responsibility to send him on the road, and whether he continued or not was Swe Tin's job.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo Mya Zaw's loyal comrades are still loyal to their great comrade. They have not given up. We, as the sons of Comrade Mya Zaw, welcome him with joy and heart.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe letter was addressed to Comrade Pe Thaw (now Major Pe Thaw). Although he was enjoying his life as a major, he did not forget his beloved Mya Zaw. 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Sometimes he had to gently swatt away the insects and flies that came in one or two at a time.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe lampshades on the walls were pink, and the light shone like rose blood. The low glass cabinet next to the dining table smelled sweetly of apples and grapes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e After Liu's wife finished eating, he added 3 or 4 drops of OTC to the hand sanitizer.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEverything was amazing for Shwe Zin. He was as comfortable as ever, day and night.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In the evening, Shwe Zin would take the iced strawberries (Nas) and milkshakes, stir them together, and then place them in a glass bowl and serve.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003ePyu and his wife were sitting peacefully on the grass in the backyard with wicker chairs. The cool breeze coming from the Inya Lake was also very pleasant.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eShwe Zin placed the fruit bowl on the center table. Then he handed it to his masters with small plates. The big house, which was set back from the lake, looked beautiful in the western sunlight.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Shwe Zin savored the grass he had trodden on. \"The grass is soft too.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe was talking to himself. He had just started cutting yesterday, and the grass was green and smooth.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Shwe Zin stood nearby, looking towards Inya Lake.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The white leaves moved gently on the surface of the lake. The water was blue and the shore was green. At one point, the sun shone green. Shwe Zin closed his eyes and fell into a daze for a moment.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe Rose Mattress and Other Short Stories\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Every morning, Shwe Zin would go to Pyu and his wife's room first. The Pyu and the Pyu were Americanized Chinese and slept in separate rooms.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e A blanket and two bowls of hot milk were always brought to Liu and his bedroom.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe never worked hard and always kept himself neat and tidy. As a result, Shwe Zin became more and more beautiful and smooth over time.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The morning breeze was fresh. He put the bowl of rice on the table and opened the back window of Liu's bedroom. The breeze from the Inya Lake came in through the window.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Hey, what a nice cool breeze\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eLiu said with satisfaction. Shwe Zin remained calm. He went out onto the veranda and looked down.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Hey roses\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe pink flowers were even more beautiful from above. In his mind, he wanted to be the owner of that house. But it cost a hundred thousand to build that house. A hundred thousand was far from him. But he wanted to be the owner of that house.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHow could he become the owner of that mansion? He prayed for eternity to live in that mansion without ever leaving his heart.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Turning back to the veranda, Liu slowly drank the cup of tea. The steam drifted from the bowl to Liu's face.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eShwe Zin approached the table. As usual, he stood there, waiting. Outside, the sun was beginning to shine.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The yellow walls of the room were shining because of the sunlight from the window. The market looked at Shwe Zin's face.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Your cheeks are like the blood of a rose\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eShwe Zin didn't know whether to smile or what to do. He listened to Liu's words with bated breath. Pyu got up from the chair, grabbed Shwe Zin's chin, pulled it up, and lifted his face. Then he twisted his cheek. But Shwe Zin didn't hurt. He remained still. His chest was heaving and his hands were shaking.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “I am going”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eShwe Zin took the bowl and slowly left the room. He didn't know what was going on in his mind. If he could live in this mansion forever, he would be satisfied with not only Liu's cheek but also his heart.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Liu no longer goes to the parties and hotels that he used to go to every night with Ms. Biao. He is happy at home. He is now having fun with Shwe Zin.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBecause of his long stay at home, Shwe Zin became pregnant. Shwe Zin did not remember to be sad about his situation. He did not think in advance to be worried.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e But in the end, he was sad. His sadness was not because he had to hide the child.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003ePyu begged him. He begged him to leave this mansion and have a child far away. Liu even gave Shwe Zin a lot of money. He was sad to have to leave such a mansion.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eShwe Zin, covering up her still-unborn child, left the mansion he had longed for. Liu explained that Shwe Zin's parents wanted to marry Ms. Zhu, so she returned to Shwe Zin's forest.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Just like that, the Shwe Zin story was finished. However, Shwe Zin cried every time he saw that big house in his dreams.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt was about Shwe Zin's fortune. He had a son. As soon as the market heard the news, it ran to Shwe Zin. He took both the child and Shwe Zin to his house. 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Captain Kyaw Min was tired of that cold, dry winter night. However, tomorrow he would be discharged from the hospital. The small pine leaves were shining in the moonlight. He was sick while visiting a Chin captain and was admitted to the Falam Hospital.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe longed to pass the cold winter night. He gazed longingly at the dim moonlight. Gradually, as the silence deepened, the moonlight shone brighter and brighter. He woke up from his slumber. Lovely music floated around him. The music was gentle, the melody was soothing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"The clouds are covered with snow.. The snow is covered with snow... The wind is gentle.... Only if you can make it... Only if you can pour it back.. Only if you can make it change..\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The music was calling him. He got up from the bed and tried the window. He held the glass door and looked for the musician outside. The lines of the song drifted away.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Women... Before menstruation, the moon rises... The dark mountains are dark... The golden flowers are blooming... The wind is gentle... I can forget about it....”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI felt sorry for the teacher who was singing the lovely spring night melody with her violin under the pine tree, looking up at the moon. The teacher was Ma Mya Khaing. She was the only one in Falam Hospital who could not speak Burmese. Ma Mya Khaing's eyes were shining in the moonlight. Her face was pale. Her voice was so heartbreaking. He didn't know anything about Ma Mya Khaing, but now it seemed as if Ma Mya Khaing's music was whispering to him about his life.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe music and the violin had stopped and gone. Ma Mya Khaing took the violin and disappeared into the shade of the pine trees. The winter night was silent again. He came to the bed and lazily went back to sleep.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Commander Kyaw Min, get up.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Huh?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe pushed the attacker away with his hand and opened his eyes. The sun was shining through the snow and sliding through the window.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What, Captain Lin Thanh, I think I'm going too high.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eCaptain Lin Thang smiled and said, “Yes, I think you slept very well. Both the doctor and Ma Mya Khaing said that you are doing very well. I think I will be able to go down to the hospital today, but I want to rest in the hospital. And Ma Mya Khaing said that I will go to the hospital if she allows me.” “Oh.. Ma Mya Khaing?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKyaw Min asked with interest and stood up. “Good, I saw Ma Mya Khaing last night.” “Where is she? Did you meet her last night?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“No, I saw Ma Mya Khaing playing the violin under the pine tree at night. You are a Chin, so you don’t have a taste for Burmese music. I can’t forget Ma Mya Khaing’s music and Ma Mya Khaing’s image at night.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Well, we'll be traveling together all day today. He's ready and waiting. Come on, get your things ready too.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKyaw Min got up from bed, got dressed, and left the hospital with Captain Lin Than. They arrived at Ma Mya Khaing's house in the hospital compound. The horses were fully loaded. They saw Ma Mya Khaing under the cherry tree. She was wearing a short, dark blue dress and a long-sleeved blue sweater. She had a light blue silk scarf tied around her head.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Now, let's go get some coffee and go.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMa Mya Khaing invited them into the house. Ma Mya Khaing was very polite. Captain Kyaw Min was surprised to compare Ma Mya Khaing with Ma Mya Khaing who was polite this morning and the Burmese music of the night. He was thinking about the music of the middle of the night. But Ma Mya Khaing’s steady and bright face did not have any of the childish expressions. After drinking coffee, they went out to the horses. Ma Mya Khaing quickly mounted her horse and led the way. “Oh.. Ma Mya Khaing is an expert rider.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKyaw Min was surprised and said, \"I'm used to riding, Commander Kyaw Min. In my free time, I have a horse as my companion in these deciduous forests.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Their three horses rode out in tandem. “Are you going to shoot?” “Oh my God.. Commander Kyaw Min, no, it’s not like that. The cycle is too scary, I won’t do it.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKyaw Min was surprised by Ma Mya Khaing's words coming out of this picture.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThey left the beautiful city of Falam, with its cherry blossoms. The further they got out of Falam, the narrower the roads became, and the three horses could no longer go abreast. Ma Mya Khaing rode steadily in front. The two of them followed behind, talking. They had to leave before the day was over. Kyaw Min did not want to leave Falam. Lin Thang was also unhappy about having to leave his homeland.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eFalam is a little gem on the hills. It is a small mountain town with winding red roads. The sun has risen, but the cold has not abated. The road is even rougher. Ma Mya Khaing does not speak to them. She just drives her horse briskly and steadily. Finally, a group of Chin hillmen, pulling horses loaded with supplies, come along, humming their mountain tunes.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45585550934165,"sku":"","price":8550.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_661917d2-f599-4423-beea-4ee788596dec.jpg?v=1745660398"},{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-ထိပ်စုဖုရားမဗျိုင်း","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - Theeksu Phaya Ma Byay","description":"\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e( 1 )\u003c\/strong\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHappy birthday, Mandaing.\u003c\/strong\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What is your relationship with Doctor Min Shwe Zan?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e An old man who was ready to welcome him under the elephant's entrance asked.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“My name is Dr. Min Shwe Zan, sir.” Min Shwe Zan introduced himself. The man changed into a respectful gesture.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“My name is U Kyi Myaing, and this is my wife, Ma Aye Mya. We are looking after the big house. Dr. Ohn Maung told me about it last week, but I have been thinking about it for a long time because it is Dr. Min Shwe Zan... Maung Yin is still young. I think he is even younger than Dr. Ohn Maung.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes, sir.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Here's the key. Do you still need to show us the house?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Come with me, sir. I am a lone worker. I only have one student, Thetpe, who drives the car, and his wife. Maung Thetpe’s wife cooks the food.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"So, do we still have to clean the back yard for the couple to live in? I already cleaned all the rooms in the big house last week.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Min Shwe Zan thought for a moment.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I don’t think so, sir. I want them to stay in the house with me. They will come with their belongings, U Kyi Myaing will open the door and show them around. The house is still green. Dr. Ohn Maung said he liked it, so I didn’t come to see it in advance. The house is even more spacious than I would have liked. Even from the outside, I like the house, sir.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eU Kyi Myaing opened the front door and showed us the lower floor first. The lower floor had a living room, a dining room, and two bedrooms. Although it was built of brick, the floors were made of planks and planks. The upper floor was covered with planks and covered with bricks. However, it seemed to have been renovated with teak wood. There was no sign of decay or old age. The upper floor had a large entrance hall in the front and four bedrooms on three sides, with wide verandas. At first glance, the house looked like an old nobleman’s house. However, the private bathroom, the toilet, and the layout of the rooms inside were modern and clean.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I think the people who moved in first are quite a few people.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He asked, opening the glass window of the large front hall.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"But we're not tenants, our boss lives there herself. She's alone.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"He's alone in such a big house.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The Queen Mother of the Supreme Being\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Min Shwe Zan asked in surprise.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“That’s right, brother, in the days of their grandparents, the house and the people were one. Now, he has a nurse to take care of him. The cook and the cleaner are downstairs. The black couple who drive the car are with us. For some reason, he doesn’t live in this house, so he doesn’t intend to rent it out.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Yes”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “The salary I get from Maung Rin is for renovating this big house.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e U Kyi Myaing's story clearly shows that his landlord was not financially stable enough to rent out this large house.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Yes, sir, the house prices are good these days. If you have a big house with a big yard and a big front yard, it would be easy to rent a house for two thousand a month.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He said as he looked out the window at the vast expanse of green grass.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"That's right, sir. I have one thing to apologize to the teacher. I like the grass because it's so wide. Do you see the white bench for two at the end of this grass, right next to the fence?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e U Kyi Myaing pointed to the wooden bench.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes, I see you.\"\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45585552408725,"sku":"","price":7200.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_2683dcbd-e1f1-47d5-a78e-8d48363192a7.jpg?v=1745660401"},{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-တစ်ထောင့်ငါးရာည-ပုံပြင်များ","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - Dreams of One Thousand and Five Hundred Nights","description":"\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e ( \u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e1 )\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe raindrops were beating down on the tin roof with great force. The thunder was also very loud. The branches of the trees were rustling under the strong monsoon wind. Every flash of lightning made the room sparkle. He closed his eyes tightly. Not out of fear, but out of fear of the silence. The night should be cold and still. Shouldn't everyone be quiet? But under the bright moonlight, the little black birds were flying. And some flowers bloomed at night. Sometimes the darkness of the night could still awaken the hidden feelings, didn't it? It would be worse if the night was dark and quiet. That's why he liked the wind howling and the rain rattling like this. He didn't dare to open his eyes yet.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBut my mind went back to the stories of my childhood. In the stories of my childhood, lightning strikes. A snake scares me. Seeing a mouse, I jump up in fear, but the girl falls and the boy has to pick her up. And so the story begins.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eGod... God... He likes to make noise. He was scared of the thunder on the other side, so he came to hug him. Oh my... Oh my... He screamed in shock when his forehead touched his.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Uncle..are you hot?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He shook his head and opened his eyes. Khin Hla's face was hovering over his.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"It's not hot, it's not hot\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe screamed in a daze. In fact, he wasn't unconscious yet. He was warm. The wound in his thigh was stabbing, sharp, and throbbing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKhin Hla looked down, her waist still unstretched. Under the high-waisted shirt, she could see the soft flesh in the loose bra. Her breasts were moving. She closed her eyes again. The wound didn't hurt much, and she shouted loudly, \"Oh!\" \"Uncle, why?\" \"The wound hurts.\" Khin Hla, let me see.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKhin Hla squeezed his leg again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Don't look, don't look, just go to the front of the house to see if U Pho Tun and others have returned.\" \"He hasn't come yet, Uncle. If he does, it will be obvious.\" Khin Hla smiled and looked at him. His smile was scary. His eyes were so bright. \"Oh.. How can I hear it with the sound of the rain? Go and wait in the front room.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe shouted as if he was scolding her and pulled his leg out from under Khin Hla. Khin Hla didn't want to leave and went out of the room.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt's okay, it's okay. He sighed. In fact, the wound was even more painful when it touched the edge of the mattress. His body temperature was also rising. U Pho Tun and his friends were very reluctant to come. It was very dangerous to be in his bedroom in the dark of night with a young woman. He thought she was a young woman. Khin Hla was in her thirties. She said she had separated from her husband when she was 20.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe connection is strong. They say they do business. Sometimes they come to my older sister Daw Mya's house and stay for a month. And then... the woman disappeared for a year. He didn't know the situation. Daw Mya said she was his niece. Now he left Khin Hla to look after her again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe gritted his teeth and endured the pain of the piercing wound. If he could not bear the pain and scream, Khin Hla would come back if he heard his screams. God... God... If he could show his wound, then the story of the time when he showed it in the cave would probably be true. He was not the only one who had never seen a woman like Issingkara. He would suffer the consequences of his unbearable pain.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe heard the sound of the door opening and people's voices from the front of the house, and when he saw U Pho Tun at the door, his heart sank. Dr. Kyaw Maung also followed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Uu Pho Tun, ask Daw Mya and Khin Hla to boil water, but don’t let them enter the room.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He was actually afraid that Khin Hla would come back, so he shouted without even saying goodbye to the doctor.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“It’s cold, it’s so cold, I asked Mae Mya to make coffee.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Both U Pho Tun and Dr. Kyaw Maung came to his bedside.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Dr. Kyaw Maung first examined his wound and then measured his temperature.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"A person who has spent his whole life in a classroom with books only now wants to plant trees. I spent the whole evening digging ditches and digging the ground in the rain. I went to Sawbwa Kyi Kone to get some bananas, and I returned just before nightfall.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e U Pho Tun was speaking to the doctor with compassion and anger.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Then why does the iron pierce the thigh?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe felt like laughing as he answered the doctor's question. In fact, there were previously flowers growing on the beds he had planted. U Pho Tun had the beds removed because he wanted to plant his own. When he removed the beds, a piece of iron wire and a piece of wood were left behind. He sat down on the wood. And since he was digging the soil, hadn't it been raining?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I planted trees to make you healthy, Doctor,” he replied curtly. “I also gave you a shot to prevent iron poisoning. I also gave you medicine to reduce your fever. 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While studying hard before the exam, he thought, \"I'll sleep after the exam,\" but when the exam was over, he couldn't do it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt's like a joke inside, and my eyes are even blurry. I can't even sleep at a normal bedtime, let alone sleep soundly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He felt his heart beat faster as he thought about the exam on a clear night, \"Will I pass?\" The thought entered his chest.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs much as he felt energized while taking the exam, he felt weaker and weaker as he walked away from the classroom. When his friends criticized his answers, the thought of “Will I ever get a passing grade?” tormented him. These thoughts tormented him at night, keeping him awake at night.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIf she passes this class, she will get her degree next year. Like any normal student, she is often discouraged and nervous.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The moonlight was still shining at night. From the verandah where he stood, the sky was dark blue but bright as velvet. The stars sparkled like diamonds scattered on velvet.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe moon was slowly rising from the front of his face, almost reaching his head.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The night air grew colder as it approached midnight. The surroundings were quiet and still.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe flowers seem to be looking up at the stars in the sky, as if gazing at the face of their beloved. The leaves are also emerald green. In the southeastern sky, the Milky Way is seen winding around like a fairy's veil, white and white.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The stars in the Milky Way also appear to be moving and moving.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThat night was a beautiful night. But as the English poet William Watts said, “The heart of the mirror, covered with the sorrow of the heart that does not want what is not received,” could not feel the taste of such a beautiful night. The mirror did not realize that in a human life that could not see, appreciate, or feel the beauty of nature, it was already a failure. He saw the letters in his eyes. Glastonbury and Disraeli, who had not seen them, were moving before him. The Japanese prince Naka, Minnanda Tu in the history of the British Parliament, the stone of Minnanda Tu.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"God... God\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He got up from his seat and grabbed the railing of the veranda. The Buddha also spoke from his mouth. The strange and amazing sight made the monk stop moving. A misty, silvery mist came towards him from the Milky Way in the sky. At first it was white and round, but as it approached him, its shape became distinct and distinct.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA very old Chinese man came to him through the sky. The old man was about to run away at once.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Girl, where are you running to? Please listen to me.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The poor man was speechless and lay dying.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I \u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eam Shih Huang Ti, the most powerful emperor in China who founded the Qin Dynasty in 220 BC.\"\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The old man's fear had subsided a little now. He gave the old man a place to sit.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Yes, I know as much as you should know about the Emperor from our teacher Daw Khin Khin Gyi. Oh... Oh... I don’t know how to use a hat or a crown, so please forgive me for not speaking like a palace person. Your Majesty.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Oh... I beg your pardon... girl. Don't call me Emperor or His Majesty. I am a spirit like you, just like me, after the dissolution of my life. Under the rule of death, all beings cannot be divided into levels.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes,\" said the old man, still not completely overcome with fear.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Humans are sometimes funny. They always think of their past as eternal. I took the title of \"Shi-An-Tian\" with the meaning of \"First Emperor\". I thought that there would be a thousand dynasties after me, second, third, etc. The reality is that when I die, my eldest son who was supposed to succeed me commits suicide, and my younger son succeeds me but is not qualified, and the Qin Dynasty is destroyed.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Yes, of course, Grandpa. What about Grandpa's arrival?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Ah... Yes. When I met young people, I thought life was getting better, and I forgot about the reason I came. In your time, there are always some people who make mistakes without realizing it. I came to warn them. Sometimes, I thought it was good and did something on my own, but it turned out to be the opposite, and I saw that the historical stigma could not be erased. For example, if I were to give you an example of what I did, I built roads, dug canals, and did renovations to make the roads better. My sincerity is to make the country better. And I started the Great Wall of China in the north to protect China. I summoned the people of the country and forced them to do it.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Yes”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Oh... history also includes what I did. 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data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The summer heat, the burning heat,\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It's too hot, he said, \"I'm...\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n \u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEven if you complain, sometimes,\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e When it comes to poetry,\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In the letter, \"Sun\" is his smile,\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The word \"silver lining\" is still being expanded. \u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e If this is the wind\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Eight squares, all around,\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The shield is strong, the sword is sharp,\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Even if the sand burns again, they hate it.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Through poetry, he should be missed,\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The wind blows, the wind blows,\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e If the wind is blowing, if the breeze is cool,\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Look at the sky, and bow down to the sky.\"\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n \u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThey sing, they recite poetry, they are still young. \u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e This \"water\"\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Love is a room, an enemy is a fish,\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I hate and despise others,\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The letter is written in a pen, but the man expands.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Is it a silver mat, a blue one?\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The Yamuna River, the Manao River,\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It has a nostalgic color and a kind of image.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I picked up the pen, still feeling weak. \u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e If this is the case\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e You should be calm, you should miss him.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful poetry,\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e If he hates you, he will be completely transformed.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n \u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWrite, this human world,\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e My letter, my mother-in-law,\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I feel like laughing, sarcastic,\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I'm sorry, I shouldn't have.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cem data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003ePadesa, Volume 1, No. 5\u003c\/em\u003e \u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eUnder the summer sun\u003c\/strong\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Young man\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Even after leaving\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Son and daughter\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Sea urchin\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Male\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Don't be sad.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Before them.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Yuyin is a foodie.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Gave birth to me.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Cold weather\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In old age\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It was the moon.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e One day\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Peace of mind\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n \u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNight companion\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The sound of the picture\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I want to see.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I see.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e What a boring scene. \u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ethiopia\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Pathetic\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Anonymous\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Upper part of the small side\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Simple and fast\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Wild flies fly near\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e With faces\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Without food or water\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e With a shuffling gait. \u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Iran Iraq\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Near the border\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Battlefield competition\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I can't win, she loses.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It was just a joke. \u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Lebanon too\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Living in the same land\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Drink one glass of water\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Out of anger\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Drink and drink, brother.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The cannon fire never stops.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n \u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThey dropped bombs. \u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Oh....my love\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Accept and\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Shade of the Dhamma tree\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I'm sweating a lot.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I'm not sure.\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e For their world\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It's hard to find a plan.\u003c\/div\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45585564565653,"sku":"","price":3330.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_7a5ec713-e81f-4af1-b86b-6121c440a7d7.jpg?v=1745660413"},{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-၀ေဒနာမှပွင့်သောပန်း","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - A flower that blooms from suffering","description":"\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKhin Hnin Yu\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Khin Hnin Yu is the secretary of the Prime Minister, the wife of a military officer, etc. Although I have never met him in person, I can get to know him by reading his novels.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe Prime Minister's secretary, the wife of a military commander, would be a woman who wore the red lipstick, the strapless American nylon lace bodice, and the three or four hundred tons of silk brocade and Indonesian batik fabrics that are common in wealthy and upper-class circles, and would be a lady in body. Or someone who was as beautiful as a lady, or if she lacked development, she would be a woman of educated descent, who would wear fake pimples, and who would pretend to be a monarch in front of strangers and unfamiliar people, and who would deliberately make a show of her beauty by tightening her lips. I imagined that she would be a woman of high social status.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBut when I saw it in person, I was amazed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Myawaddy Magazine was founded.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDue to printing difficulties, the editors of the magazine, who had a large following, worked day and night on the monthly holidays. One night, when I saw Khin Hnin Yu, who was casually following the then Myawaddy Executive Officer, Captain Kyaw Thaung, I was so different from the image in my mind, so different, so contradictory, that I stared in amazement and confusion.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eShe was wearing a thick, red, loose-fitting dress on her slender body. The tight-fitting, medium-length silk dress and loose-fitting blouse made the girl's face look a little older than her actual age. Her skin was pale, her head was a bit large for her height, and her forehead was wide. Her strong jaw and bright, bold eyes were the girl's beauty and distinctive features.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe Prime Minister's secretary in my imagination, the military general's wife's accessories, the red lipstick, the red nylons, etc. are not things that belong to this girl.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “It’s nice to meet you, Ma Su and you are as kind as my brother (her husband, Lieutenant General Kyaw Thaung). Please come and visit Ma Su’s house.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHis voice was as clear as it was fast. His eyes were sharp and bold. His body was slender and his demeanor seemed soft, but his speech was eloquent.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Thus, he became acquainted with Captain Kyaw Thaung's Khin Hnin Yu and often visited their home.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs is the custom of visitors, I idly browsed through the photo books. I came across many photos taken of the then Prime Minister U Nu when he was young, and we got to know that Khin Hnin Yu was originally from Wa Khema and was U Nu's younger sister.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Ma Su can write such a small letter, thanks to Ma Su, Ma May Nae and Ko Ko Gyi (meaning U Nu). My mother is very respectful of ancient traditions and cultures, so she wants her children to follow them as she does. Ma Su also got the habit of reading from her mother. When Ma May was reading, she would ask the whole family to read a book. When it came to politics, the family would sit around and debate before going to bed.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe would often talk about his mother's kindness to him. At times, tears would well up in his bright eyes. He loved his mother, but\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"If I were still with my mother, I wouldn't be afraid of any life in the world,\" he would say, cruelly, with his beloved captain by his side. He always seemed to rely more on his mother.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAfter that, Ma Khin Hnin Yu did not come home. I often saw cars on the streets when I was traveling. When it rained, I saw her running across the puddles at the bus stop at Thein Gyi Market wearing a short skirt. Then, looking at the secretary of the Prime Minister, who could not drive during the Pyidaw Thar era, I asked her sadly as I said goodbye.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“The office doesn’t provide a car for Daw Khin Suu?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I'll give it to you, but the car I gave you is so fuel-efficient that the oil provided by the office isn't enough. I have to plant it from my pocket. Later, I can't afford it because I have a large family.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e If he's interested, he'll talk nonstop, even on the streets.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe always had a serious family responsibility, and his words always included it. He was always open, without any secrets or pretense. Once, he boldly and openly questioned someone in public who had heard him say bad things about his finances in a magazine. But on the street, he was always rushing around because he had something important to do. Sometimes, I couldn't help but look at him, who was so quick to speak.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"What is Daw Khin Suu Kyi so important about?\" I often ask.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I still have to go to school to take the exam. I don't have a degree, so I'm a bit shy at work.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWatching him work on the side of a family with a lot of responsibilities, writing long novels, and taking exams at school, I understood his life of constant rushing and running around. “If you don’t have a degree, you’ll be a loser at work,” he said, and soon he sent his novel “Ok Kyad Myat” to Myawaddy. Ok Kyad Myat is about people who are intelligent but cannot study during the Second World War.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the upper class society of King Soe Ya Za, the secretary who could not drive a car did not have a degree, so she had to study part-time and keep up with the times. The novels \"Masandar\" and \"Nagatan\" that she wrote seem to present the treachery and class discrimination, pretense, and cruelty of the upper class. Later, the novels \"The One Who Makes Flowers Bloom\" and \"Hell Behind the Curtain\" depict the cruel corruption of the political and government officials in the FSLA headquarters and the Prime Minister's circle. During this time, Khin Hnin Yu was not seen because he was traveling as the Prime Minister's secretary.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOne day, they met on the street. He seemed to have an urgent need to see the author. The author was at that time hanging out with the street vendors at a roadside bar. It was the evening after-hours and his clothes were ragged, so he didn't want to greet him. He called out to the author from among the vendors. The young woman next to him couldn't understand and frowned. The reason he wanted to see him was because he had heard that a letter had arrived from his protagonist, Ko Kyaw Kyaw, a Bagan resident, regarding the novel \"Can't End in Hope,\" which he had written in Myawaddy. The author sighed. He thought to himself that he had friends who were worse than the author and the godly man. Thinking back on the incident, he guessed that he was reckless in his pursuit of interests.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45585499619477,"sku":"","price":6300.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_97eec0b9-e8b9-4db4-9d72-2f7479e85fda.jpg?v=1745660417"},{"product_id":"copy-of-ကြည်အေး-ကေဖွဲ့ဆိုသီဖူးငုံပွင့်သစ်","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - Late Summer Leaves Remain","description":"\u003cp\u003e \u003cstrong\u003eLate summer leaves\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \u003cstrong\u003e( 1 )\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eThe winter nights of the Chin Mountains are brutally cold.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e The wind blowing over the mountains was too cold to the bone.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eLooking out the window of the Falam Hospital, the winter night in Chin Mountain was a mere shadow. Captain Kyaw Min was tired of that cold, dry winter night. However, tomorrow he would be discharged from the hospital. The small pine leaves were shining in the moonlight. He was sick while visiting a Chin captain and was admitted to the Falam Hospital.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eHe longed to pass the cold winter night. He gazed longingly at the dim moonlight. Gradually, as the silence deepened, the moonlight shone brighter and brighter. He woke up from his slumber. Lovely music floated around him. The music was gentle, the melody was soothing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003e\"The clouds are covered with snow.. The snow is covered with snow... The wind is gentle.... Only if you can make it... Only if you can pour it back.. Only if you can make it change..\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e The music was calling him. He got up from the bed and tried the window. He held the glass door and looked for the musician outside. The lines of the song drifted away.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003e“Women... Before menstruation, the moon rises... The dark mountains are dark... The golden flowers are blooming... The wind is gentle... I can forget about it....”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eI felt sorry for the teacher who was singing the lovely spring night melody with her violin under the pine tree, looking up at the moon. The teacher was Ma Mya Khaing. She was the only one in Falam Hospital who could not speak Burmese. Ma Mya Khaing's eyes were shining in the moonlight. Her face was pale. Her voice was so heartbreaking. He didn't know anything about Ma Mya Khaing, but now it seemed as if Ma Mya Khaing's music was whispering to him about his life.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eThe music and the violin had stopped and gone. Ma Mya Khaing took the violin and disappeared into the shade of the pine trees. The winter night was silent again. He came to the bed and lazily went back to sleep.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \"Commander Kyaw Min, get up.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \"Huh?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eHe pushed the attacker away with his hand and opened his eyes. The sun was shining through the snow and sliding through the window.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \"What, Captain Lin Thanh, I think I'm going too high.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eCaptain Lin Thang smiled and said, “Yes, I think you slept very well. Both the doctor and Ma Mya Khaing said that you are doing very well. I think I will be able to go down to the hospital today, but I want to rest in the hospital. And Ma Mya Khaing said that I will go to the hospital if she allows me.” “Oh.. Ma Mya Khaing?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eKyaw Min asked with interest and stood up. “Good, I saw Ma Mya Khaing last night.” “Where is she? Did you meet her last night?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003e“No, I saw Ma Mya Khaing playing the violin under the pine tree at night. You are a Chin, so you don’t have a taste for Burmese music. I can’t forget Ma Mya Khaing’s music and Ma Mya Khaing’s image at night.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \"Well, we'll be traveling together all day today. He's ready and waiting. Come on, get your things ready too.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eKyaw Min got up from bed, got dressed, and left the hospital with Captain Lin Than. They arrived at Ma Mya Khaing's house in the hospital compound. The horses were fully loaded. They saw Ma Mya Khaing under the cherry tree. She was wearing a short, dark blue dress and a long-sleeved blue sweater. She had a light blue silk scarf tied around her head.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003e\"Now, let's go get some coffee and go.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eMa Mya Khaing invited them into the house. Ma Mya Khaing was very polite. Captain Kyaw Min was surprised to compare Ma Mya Khaing with Ma Mya Khaing who was polite this morning and the Burmese music of the night. He was thinking about the music of the middle of the night. But Ma Mya Khaing’s steady and bright face did not have any of the childish expressions. After drinking coffee, they went out to the horses. Ma Mya Khaing quickly mounted her horse and led the way. “Oh.. Ma Mya Khaing is an expert rider.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eKyaw Min was surprised and said, \"I'm used to riding, Commander Kyaw Min. In my free time, I have a horse as my companion in these deciduous forests.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e Their three horses rode out in tandem. “Are you going to shoot?” “Oh my God.. Commander Kyaw Min, no, it’s not like that. The cycle is too scary, I won’t do it.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eKyaw Min was surprised by Ma Mya Khaing's words coming out of this picture.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eThey left the beautiful city of Falam, with its cherry blossoms. The further they got out of Falam, the narrower the roads became, and the three horses could no longer go abreast. Ma Mya Khaing rode steadily in front. The two of them followed behind, talking. They had to leave before the day was over. Kyaw Min did not want to leave Falam. Lin Thang was also unhappy about having to leave his homeland.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eFalam is a little gem on the hills. It is a small mountain town with winding red roads. The sun has risen, but the cold has not abated. The road is even rougher. Ma Mya Khaing does not speak to them. She just drives her horse briskly and steadily. Finally, a group of Chin hillmen, pulling horses loaded with supplies, come along, humming their mountain tunes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eSometimes Ma Mya Khaing would look up at the high mountains. Captain Lin Thang happily told her that a group of people from Falam, as well as the Chin people from Long Bam and Te Tin, loved her. Kyaw Min, at first, was intrigued by everything Ma Mya Khaing did. Sometimes Ma Mya Khaing would disappear into the winding paths of the valley.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003e“Captain Lin Thang here, Ma Mya Khaing seems to be quite familiar with the forest.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e “Oh, he’s been here for five years. Ko Kyaw Min, he’s from Shan State, so he’s already been around the mountains. I heard Ma Mya Khaing said he’s from Shan State. He takes a good vacation once a year. The doctors\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46916575002773,"sku":null,"price":8550.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_63dc3bc8-1bbd-4497-bf6e-5f7d00033d72.jpg?v=1745660421"},{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-ကျွန်မ-ချစ်သူ","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - My Lover","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIntroduction\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe great writer Dagon Khin Khin Lay wrote the book 'Sixty Years' when she turned sixty.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The great writer, Journal Kyaw Ma Malay, wrote \"A Man Like You\" at the age of 29.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen I first started reading Dagon Khin Khin Lay's works, I was a little bit of a hairy mess and a little bit of a slob. I read the long novel \"Sasothaw Rajwin\" in Dagon Magazine, along with other novels. I only read Sasothaw when I was young, but I never got addicted to it. After the war, when she published three volumes in a series, I kept reading them over and over again. I couldn't stop loving her writing style, the way she collected information, and the flow of the novel. I was filled with admiration and admiration for her as a great female writer.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“That’s why she was able to surpass the male writers of her time and establish a literary monument called Dagon Khin Khin Lay,” the thought entered my mind. That’s why I definitely bought three of the poet’s novels and gave them to my eldest daughter, “Mother.” I had to ask her to read them. We had to discuss them. “In terms of Burmese writing style, this writer’s style is more refined than that of Su Su Ma May Ye,” I told my daughter. As Dagon Khin Khin Lay wrote in the introduction to his book, I was afraid that after reading his book, I would become a reader who would not understand the Burmese kings and queens, so I had to tell my daughter a little about the history of England (Bloody Mary) and Queen Anne, the history of Russia, Catherine the Great, and the Chinese Empress Susie.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen I was a child, I really liked the witchcraft ghost story, The Witch's Tale. (I don't know who told me, but I knew from a young age that the writer of The Witch's Tale was Dagon Khin Khin Lay.) Apart from the concern that children would believe in witchcraft, if you think about it carefully, it is not easy to write a novel like The Witch's Tale, to collect information, to strengthen it, to use medicinal terms, etc. logically and meticulously. Later, even male writers wrote witchcraft ghost stories, but they could not capture my attention as neatly and meticulously as Dagon Khin Khin Lay. (I can't speak for other readers.) I read a lot of his translated novels before and during the war. Although she writes mostly English novels, Daw Dagon Khin Khin Lay's ability to forget the English novel while reading and create her own style of writing that makes the reader feel like they are in the real Myanmar situation is one of Daw Dagon Khin Lay's talents.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen I was working as the Prime Minister's private secretary in Windermere, U Ohn Khin, an old friend of U Nu, came and went to Windermere. I often saw Daw Dagon Khin Khin Lay with U Ohn Khin. But I was as quiet as a child and never got close to her.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSix years ago, when my husband was still serving at the Mawby Military Academy, I would cook for him when he was sick. Apart from cooking, we had free time in the afternoon to read. One day, my husband bought Daw Dagon Khin Khin Lay's Sixty Years and gave it to him to read during his afternoon break.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs I finished reading, I thought, \"Oh, that's why she became a great writer.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOne of my ideas was, “I used to think that people who were cursed in life, those who deserved to be cursed, became famous writers.” As he confessed, he also described his life as a child, when he was crowned with a golden crown. He also described his life as a child, when he was humiliated. He also wrote very openly about his beloved U Ohn Khin. However, I saw later in his writings that he once loved U Ohn Khin deeply.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBut that's life. When the water ran out, the two never met again. Some people thought the writers were close, so when they asked me where Daw Dagon Khin Khin lived, I had no idea. I even tried to meet her because I wanted to meet her for a religious reason. I didn't find her.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Like the old saying, 'I'm afraid of people,'\" I don't know if Daw Dagon Khin Khin has moved away from these people's surroundings.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAnyway, I don't know whether her lover, U Ohn Khin, was inherently good or bad. We must admit that he was a famous and successful journalist in Burma. From a literary perspective, U Ohn Khin was a successful journalist because of his brilliant pen, his boldness, and his good choice of words. I didn't know his personal life.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHowever, when Daw Dagon Khin Khin Lay wrote about her lover, the reader was left with the impression that she was “unlucky in love.” The marriage was not a good one.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI also read Journal Kyaw Ma Malay's book, \"Hu Lu Wutthu\". She wrote it when she was still young. Journal Kyaw Ma Malay's husband died when she was 28 years old. I can say that I was closer to her than Daw Dagon Khin Khin Lay. I got to know Journal Kyaw Ma Malay inside and out through my relationship with another (Daw Ma Malay), who was my older sister.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen I read her novels in the Journal Kyaw, I was no longer a curly-haired girl. I had already reached puberty with shiny hair. In the Japanese era, I also read her and other short stories.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He also had a life in which he \"was crowned with a golden crown when he was young. He was on a golden throne, on a platform, and his lonely life was very painful.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs I mentioned above, I think she was “a person who was cursed by life, a person who was cursed by life,” and she became a famous writer.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs for his life, I don't need to mention that \"U Chit Maung\" was a good person, a successful writer, and a journalist who could lead the country, worthy of being a novelist. The whole of Myanmar already knows about him. I don't know how life would turn out if he married a good person. The famous journalist didn't stay with her lover for long. If I were to write in astrology, it would be bad if Mars was in the position of both of these great writers. I don't know their horoscopes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe two of them \"have already written about their lovers. Their lovers have also become brilliant writers and successful journalists.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI think these two writers themselves were brave and talented enough to own their own printing presses and run their own newspapers, and were able to quickly publish the books they wanted to publish.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen I was working at the FSLA Information Department, the secretaries asked me to go down to the printing house. “Please, I beg you, don’t let me see the printing house, I might get addicted to it,” I begged.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAbout five years ago, my husband, worried about his wife's future, asked, \"Whether I retire or die, will I be forced to live in poverty?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Please, please don't do anything that will make you feel like a business person or a business person. Just let me be myself. Even if you want to set up a printing press when you retire because you love it, don't do it in this courtyard,\" I pleaded.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI had been meaning to write the book “My Lovers” for the past five years. But circumstances didn’t allow it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI had intended to write about a single person, removing the plural form “my lover,” but due to poor health, I was unable to do so. I would have liked to live long enough to write a book for sixty years like Daw Khin Khin Lay. Like the old man, the old man, before the bent hand can be stretched out, before the stretched hand can be bent, death also comes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“So, one day, one day, Bagan will not be shaken,” I will write one page a day with the zeal. Writing like this raises a question. “Daw Khin Hnin Yu, is your lover (or “my lover”) a successful journalist like Dagon Khin Khin Lay and Journal Kyaw Ma Malay, a great writer who can lead the country, or a great martyred soldier who will be inscribed on a stone pillar?” you may ask.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNo. But \"My boyfriend is...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e* * *\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Oh Lord, my God!\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Your power is great and vast, and it is amazing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Surrounding the island, the salty waves\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Unfathomable, endless, to the edge of the mountain\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The appearance of a mask, the servant sees.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Calculation method\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The eternal, the dependent,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Even though I was young, this island is not my home.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Cool, clean, fresh water.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKhin Hnin Yu\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy lover\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Chapter (1)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBecause I am full of virtue.\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It was the first day of the Burmese New Year, 1330.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The hibiscus flowers in our garden have bloomed early twice this year. The last time they bloomed was with the rain last night.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe early morning breeze was cool, and the whole yard was filled with the fragrance of jasmine. That day, the kankaws in the yard were blooming in clusters, bending down to the ground.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ah... what a special day for flowers to bloom.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEarly in the morning, I had already finished my daily duties at the pagoda, such as arranging flowers, offering water to the monks, and offering alms. I had even recited the last verses and sent my love. I looked up from the entrance to the pagoda to see the beautiful yellow lotus flowers.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe white-robed, yellow-robed Pankan Kaws, their necks raised as if they wanted to be seen, seemed to be adorning the auspicious occasion of the first day of the new year, gracefully swaying in the morning breeze.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e My little house, twenty yards away, was also quiet in the morning. My temple was especially quiet.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI looked up again from the flowers towards the small island.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The person I was expecting slowly walked towards the Buddha's shrine. His steps, guided by the spirit of insight, were especially gentle.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe is my lover. Not only during the Thingyan festival, but also until the first day of the new year, I still keep the nine precepts. I have not yet come out of the fast.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e As he climbed the steps to the pagoda, I took off my sandals and entered the pagoda, placing him on the headrest.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI sat down gently on the floor directly in front of him. The precepts we both observed were the simple nine precepts, but we also practiced Vipassana, and our movements were gentle because they were not devoid of mindfulness.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen he sat down cross-legged in front of me, I raised my hands and bowed to him. I didn't know if he was surprised by my gesture or if he was waiting for me to say something. Because I had my hands folded and my eyes closed, and I wasn't looking at his face at all.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI started to say what I wanted to say, and when I spoke, I tried to keep my voice from trembling, especially\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45590992650389,"sku":"","price":6650.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/files\/001_4bfc4953-0a0d-40a3-8191-de158167bba5.jpg?v=1745660428"},{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-ကျွန်မကမချောပါဘူးနှင့်-အခြားမဂ္ဂဇင်း-ဝတ္ထုရှည်များ","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - I Am Not Pretty and Other Magazine Novels","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMore than four islands, more than Myenmor Mountain\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen she was pregnant with her first child, she didn't understand what Ko Win Maung was doing. Ever since she told him she was pregnant, Ko Win Maung planted three coconut trees near the fence behind their house. U Aung Gyi and I planted three coconut trees from the coconut garden.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Win Maung's job is to represent dried fish traders in Yangon - in the lakes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSince they settled in Innma village, they inherited a plot of land measuring 80 feet x 100 feet from their parents. Innma is connected to the school by road and reaches Pantanaw by water.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Win Maung's work has nothing to do with planting coconut trees. He didn't ask Ko Win Maung anything, and when he went to the pond, he just thought he was planting coconut trees to satisfy his curiosity.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I told my mother.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I don’t know what Ko Win Maung did, Mom. When I asked him, he said he was pregnant and planted a coconut tree the next day to commemorate the birth of his first child.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e My mother said the same thing when she came to visit me for a while in Yelay.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Planting a coconut tree is like getting a husband,” said the mother.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e ' Ko Win Maung shouted with joy when his first son was born..\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Mother, my son’s face is clear. I will name him Kyi Maung.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The firstborn son was in his twenties, still strong and full of energy, and still producing good milk. He was a healthy, strong, and handsome boy.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e No matter how late he returned from the lake, he would take a bath in the back well and water the coconut tree. Ko Win Maung would water it regularly even though he had nowhere to go.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"There are also three-year-old coconuts. I don't like the three-year-old coconuts that are not free of pork. I only like the five-year-old coconuts and the big coconuts.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The coconut trees are not as tall as the palms, and the son is two years old.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ma Kye was pregnant again. This time, when she told him she was having a baby, Ko Win Maung's face lit up again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“My son has found a companion,” he said. He left for Inma Creek. He returned with three trees.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Please help me dig it up\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e 'Ma Kye didn't understand. She took the shovel and went down to the front of the house where Ko Win Maung was. . \"What are you doing?\" . .\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Here, we must plant three trees of the Pantaputa variety, Mandalay-style mango tree - a symbol of the future generation.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo Win Maung was digging a hole to plant trees. He planted them about 20 feet apart because the tree took up space. His son ran to see where he was planting the trees.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ma Kye helped Ko Win Maung plant mango trees - and helped him dig the soil.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Now... take a shower, as the earth is full of water.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e When he went to the well to bathe, his son followed him, walking along the coconut trees.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Look, mother, the coconut trees are taller than my son.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The water is good in Inma. The rain is good because it is on the delta. All the mango trees are thriving.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eUnlike city dwellers, women in rural areas do not need to do any special exercises during pregnancy. After doing housework, they swim in the well and water the mango and coconut trees. So, I don't know, my second child was born in a hurry.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Aungmalay - I have two sons, but I have a younger brother to take care of the eldest son.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo Win Maung said happily as he held his second son in his arms. He named his second son Tin Maung.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The mango tree doesn't grow as fast as the coconut tree. But it is strong. Ma Kye thinks so. The eldest son Kyi Maung will grow tall and strong like the coconut tree, and the younger son Tin Maung will grow tall and strong like the mango tree.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBut when the little boy started walking, he was a little frail and thin, while the big boy was plump and strong.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Now, Ko Win Maung, what should I plant this time? I’m pregnant again.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen she was pregnant with her third child, she asked in advance. If she continues like this, she will have one child every two years. If she continues to give birth at this rate until she reaches menopause at the age of 40, she will be able to have at least 10 children.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Win Maung, this time when Maupin returned, he brought three flowers.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Come on, Ma, dig up some soil, this time I’ll plant it in front of the house.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"What are these?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"The thorny trees\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I think if you plant flowers, you will have a girl.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ma Kye sat next to Ko Win Maung, who was digging the soil. They planted the seeds in rows in front of the house, about 10 feet apart.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"In my house, I have to share the fruits, vegetables, and flowers with my sons and daughters.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Win Maung's digging hands are agile and strong.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e As the omens say, the third child is a daughter.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I am happy, Ko Win Maung. I am happy to have children. Now my daughter is my companion. When I am old, my daughter will stay by my side.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The daughter is also fair and plump. As she grows older, the eldest son's skin darkens slightly. The middle son is thin, but tall and fair, while the daughter is also fair and plump.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA girl is not only beautiful, Ma Kye thought as she looked at her daughter. This time it was a daughter, and Ma Kye named it herself. Ma Kye Mon.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e When Ko Win Maung was watering the trees, his sons and daughters would run after him. The two sons would play with the earth.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAfter Ma Kyaw Mon visited twice, Ko Win Maung had to send his eldest son, Kyi Maung, to the village primary school.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ma Kye always remembers her son Kyi Maung crying loudly on his first day at school. After that, he went to school regularly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen the dried fish were caught, they went down to the lake, collected the dried fish, and sent them to Ko Win Maung in Yangon. He bought a large amount of clothes, books, and toys for his children.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Every time I see a child, my mother comes to me and takes care of me, but I can't come with the fourth child. My mother is sick.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen I was pregnant with my fourth child, Ko Win Maung dug up the ground and planted jasmine flowers. There were about 100 plants.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I don’t know what kind of baby I’ll have this time. If it’s a girl, we’ll name her Ma San Pae.” Ma Kye wanted to name her Ma San Pae, but Ko Win Maung named her Maung San Maung. To commemorate the birth of the baby, they planted a safflower tree and then planted three more trees after Maung San Maung was born.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKyi Maung, Tin Maung, and San Maung had three sons, a daughter, Ma Kyi Mon, and Maung San Maung's mother died in the fire pit and could not go to Ye Lai, so Ko Win Maung went to bury her.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen his eldest son Kyi Maung finished the 4th grade, Ko Win Maung sent him to Pantanaw. Ma Kye did not want to separate him from his son because he was still young. But Ko Win Maung's older brother was there, so she convinced him. The sons worked hard, but Ma Kye Mon was lazy.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “It’s a girl, she needs to be skilled in housework, and my daughter doesn’t need to be educated,” Ma Kye said, but Ko Win Maung wanted his daughter to become a school teacher.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo Win Maung did not turn out as expected. Ma Kyaw Mon left school before she could complete her education and followed her husband. When the youngest, San Maung, reached high school, like his brothers, he was sent to his older brother, Ma U Bin, to be tutored by Ko Win Maung.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e My eldest son, Kyi Maung, and Tin Maung have gone to university, and Kyi Maung is also in his final year of engineering.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMa Kye sat under the blooming kankaw tree, remembering her daughter Kyaw Mon. Ko Win Maung was not as lively as before, and seemed to be hurt that his mother had followed her husband even more than he had.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo Win Maung came and sat down next to Ma Kye. Ma Kye was thinking about starting a conversation about her daughter. Just yesterday, Ko Than Aung, Ma U Bin's brother, had told U Aung Gyi that Ma Kyay Hmoon would be returned to her parents by her son, and that he should accept it. He said that if he became a mother, he would not want to return to his virginity after his daughter was born, but would rather accept the return of his daughter to her father. Ko Win Maung still didn't understand.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Ko Win Maung\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Win Maung didn't answer Ma Kye's call with his mouth, but with his eyes, it seemed like he was asking what was going on. Ma Kye briefly recounted what Ko Than Aung had said. Ko Win Maung didn't move. .\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Look up, Ko Win Maung,\" Ko Win Maung said, looking up.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“The kankaw tree that I planted when my daughter was born has already bloomed. The customers are already giving me the money because I can’t finish picking it. My daughter will take it when the time comes. It’s not wise for me to not plan to beg my parents and get it. U Aung Gyi and I know the man. Please accept it.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"It's up to you, just watch.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo Win Maung stood up without saying anything. He was left staring at the swaying palm trees against the backdrop of the western sky.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e After the Ma Kyaw Mon incident, Ko Win Maung fell asleep. I didn't think anyone would be so hurt.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe year my eldest son was to graduate, Ko Win Maung passed away. Ko Win Maung found out that my eldest son had received a degree, but he was unable to attend the graduation ceremony. Ma Kye also received her son's degree with tears in her eyes.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45590995599509,"sku":"","price":5700.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/files\/001_0e19e5bf-7eab-4b1f-91e9-e0ac1327cb5a.jpg?v=1745660432"},{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-ကြာတော-ရွာသောမိုး","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - Rain in the Kya Forest","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003ePayment\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Meeting with the doctor today has raised a new issue for me to consider.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThis time, I'm not going to see you about the illness I'm suffering from. I'm going with another matter.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Last month, I went to visit my friend Ma Mya Phe. Ma Mya Phe and I were childhood friends, but we had nothing in common.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eShe was a woman like me. When we were young, when we reached the tenth grade, the teacher gave us one or two hundred problems to solve in numbers, arithmetic, mathematics, and geometry. Every week, when we checked how many students had solved, Ma Mya Phe was always satisfied with the teacher. When Ma Mya Phe had solved about a hundred problems, my friend and I had not yet solved twenty problems, and even though we were still young and had long hair, we had to stand on the bench. Just by watching her solve those problems, you could tell that Ma Mya Phe was not a woman who was lazy in her work. .\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe and I were different in our math skills, but we lived together and ended up getting married.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBefore we got married, every time I cooked a dish, he would pat my chest and say, “My dear… when will you be rich if you do this?” He would never waste a drop of oil where it shouldn’t be. He would often teach me how much oil to add to the oil and how much to add to the pickled vegetables. I would follow my custom…\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e'May God never let me have to think about how many pounds of oil, how many baskets of chili, how many chickens, how many years,' I prayed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e She is a woman of the right path, and I listen quietly as she teaches me.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAt the end of the month, his account book had a detailed and neat record of his income, expenses, and savings. No extra expenses.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The dead are not in the book of the dead.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Mother Yu...how do you want to spend it? Please keep a detailed list of your expenses.\" I often say.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Because if I can show my husband that I am doing everything with a list and a check, he has nothing to blame. I can also manage my own marriage with ease...\" .\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“His method is correct. I listened to him. But I was too lazy to do the work for two and a half years. I had no passion for it. When I got a salary, I gave it to my mother or sister. Then I asked them for money. . . .\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen Ma Mya Phe advised me to keep accurate records, I prayed again, as is my custom.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"May God never give you the same benefits as people who sit around and think about how much they will get in three or five years, knowing that they will get it.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI want to do my work within the time allotted to me | No matter what I do, in the rest of my personal time, I want to read the book I want to read as I please. I want to study the subject I want to study thoroughly. I want to sit and think about the ideas I want to think. .\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI have innate habits, and I don't want to lose them even if I am punished before they become old. Lists, numbers, and numbers\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I think of the time we spend together as a waste of time. However, sometimes I worry that if the man I meet is a man who is just a number, it will be a problem.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen we were young, we didn't have nylons yet, and the Padumma Mae Nyo was the most popular. After washing the Mae Nyo Padumma and putting it on the glue, Ma Mya would apply a little cassava powder glue and spread it on the skin and dry it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI can still see the image of him, his hands shaking and shaking, while he was ironing. When he put on the padumma shirt, his skin was white and the thin padumma was flowing and flowing beautifully.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Before long... I can also count.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He is also very good at cooking. He is also very good at dressing himself.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eTherefore, I mean a woman who is feminine and like a woman.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Before my mother passed away\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"My daughter...she can't even reach the tip of her toes. She should imitate her a little bit.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSince I couldn't have a cook or maid at home, I tried my best to cook and wash clothes. But I was too lazy to do the math and the details.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAnd so my mother died. Ma Mya Phe and I got married and separated. I rarely visited Ma Mya Phe. I only listened to her news from afar. I didn't know what kind of husband she had, she chose her husband of her own free will. Ma Mya Phe also had no flaws to worry about. She was a woman with the qualities to lead a family. The man who married her would be very lucky.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI was the one who got married and prayed to the gods and goddesses. I still pray to the gods and goddesses. This is because I am afraid that my husband will force me to think about the ideas I want to have, and that he will be angry when I forget him while reading books because I am so interested.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe man who gets me must be unlucky. How can a man who gets a woman who has to eat rice cooked in a pot that is not good for the count and is not beautiful be called lucky? That is why I am still living in the presence of God.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"If my husband leaves me one day, he'll be so miserable...\" I had to console myself.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e When I met Ma Mya Phe three years ago, he said, \"I'm so happy to see you...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Now that I've passed the exam, and the books have come out, people like your books too... I have\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I can't take the exam because only one child is born every year.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He even said he was worried about my life.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"It's okay... my friend... I can't have one child a year like you, but I have to produce one book a year...\" I replied. Whenever I visited their house, Busukru and her daughters, who were named after flowers such as Kandaw Thant, Jasmee, Kyar Roan, and Katta, would come to me in droves.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I've brought you a big one...Mom...\" they called their mother who was in the kitchen. Then she said, \"I'm not a woman who can raise even one child to be a woman.\" She felt sorry for herself. So when she met him, she was filled with joy and sorrow, and before long she had ten children. I had written ten books in total.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMa Mya Phe was still working when she gave birth to her last child, and the other nine. She had a very easy pregnancy, and she worked, took time off, and gave birth to her tenth child. But when she had no one to look after her at home, she quit her job.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I thought that in a family with nine children in Yangon... both father and mother had to work to make ends meet.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt's been two years since I last saw Ma Bei, but one day, when I met a friend on the bus, I found out that Ma Bei wanted to see me. I haven't been out of the house for a while now...it's been a while, and I only go to the city market once a month when I go shopping.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e One day, I deliberately went to meet Ma Mya Phe.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Got it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I'm so sorry, Mother Yu...don't you remember that you still have one...he blamed me before we met.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Don't worry... I remember. I don't even know how to go home, I'm happy to be alone, I'm miserable with my illness.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Hey... I'll tell you again because you're upset. You're hot, but I also have a big stomachache.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I didn't understand what he was saying. He pointed to his stomach.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Other Websites","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":43098223870101,"sku":"","price":0.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_1ef63c05-6970-4e41-8a58-ad25909318ad.jpg?v=1745660435"},{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-ကြေးမုံရိပ်သွင်နှင့်-အခြားဝတ္ထုတိုများ","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - The Mirror's Reflection and Other Short Stories","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIntroduction\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe short story, which is called \"Kalapaw\", is new to Burmese people. However, we Burmese have been telling stories that contain a sense of humor since our origins as a nation. Fathers, mothers, grandfathers, and grandmothers have been telling stories that began long ago to their children and grandchildren until now. From the Golden Rabbit and the Golden Tiger mowing the thatch to the Mabeda water-draining river, the treasure trove of stories filled with lovable characters and interesting events can be said to be a treasure trove of our own people.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAlthough it can be said that the Burmese have their own treasury of stories, it does not mean that they are only stories invented by the Burmese themselves. Cultural matters do not stand in one place. As long as there has been interaction between the peoples of the world even before the advent of modern times, cultural objects, ideas, and sciences have also spread. Especially, it is difficult for any nation to put its own stamp on everything that has been created and created by the human mind, no matter who first conceived it. If you look at the spread of the major religions believed by many people in the world, you will know that this is true. If you look back at the history of cultural objects, you will find it in the same way. Paper and gunpowder first appeared in ancient China. They gradually spread to the western regions and were able to be produced by the industrialized western countries, so paper and gunpowder returned to modern China in a new form. “The smoothness of paper and the great power of gunpowder were new to the Chinese. Astronomy and mathematics returned from the East to the West. They returned to the East in new forms due to various improvements and inventions. The Easterners were taught by the Westerners as disciples and learned the profound sciences. The numerals we use in Myanmar, from 1, 2, 3, to 10, were originally the same as the English numerals from 1, 2, 3 to 10. This numeral system also spread from India to eastern Burma. It also spread to the West through the Arabs. When the English adopted it, it became the English numeral system. When the Westerners came to dominate the world, the Easterners thought it was delicious to write 1, 2, 3.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIndia and China were not only the birthplaces of civilization and science, but also the centers of creation and invention of stories. Indian stories spread both east and west. For example, there are ancient Hindu stories like Shin Mu Nun and Min Nanda. They spread west and emerged in Greek literature as the story of Hero and Leander. Fairy tales also traveled east and west from India. They are included in the ancient stories of Myanmar. They were written in English and printed in Myanmar and returned to Myanmar as the fairy tales of Esup.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eShort stories are new to Myanmar - they are read and written as a genre, but the short story has been ingrained in the blood of the Burmese since ancient times. Although they are not called short stories or recognized as such, the Burmese have been reading, remembering, and liking literature that contains short stories since the arrival of Buddhism and the introduction of written language. The Five Hundred and Fifty Nipas can be called short stories from a literary perspective, not from a religious perspective. I do not want to think that I am belittling the Five Hundred and Fifty Nipas by calling them short stories. I do not want to imply that the Five Hundred and Fifty Nipas are not Buddhist sermons but purely imaginary stories by calling them short stories. Although they are sermons, if you look at the form and content, you will see the appearance of a short story. In the minds of the Burmese, whether they are short or long, they are often considered to be a composition of love stories that are often found in the stories of the beloved. They tend to think that only secular literature that stimulates sensual pleasures should be called novels. They want to prohibit the term \"vutthu\" (literature) from being called \"dharma\". The novels of Sale U Punya prove that this idea is incorrect. U Punya's novels such as the novel \"Saddansinmin\" and the novel \"Kakaviliya\" are short novels that are intended to teach religious lessons, but they are short novels in nature. In the history of Burmese literature, apart from these five hundred and fifty Jatakas and the novels of U Punya, there are few works that can be called \"vutthu\" (literature). The five hundred and fifty phatthu are from the Bagan period, It appeared in the Inva period and in the Pepurapaiks. It was written in a mixture of Pali and Burmese. U Punya appeared after the Konbaung period. Among these periods, the only known short story that can be found, as far as I know, is the Zinmae Pannatha, which appeared in the Taungoo period. The Zinmae Yakkatha came to Myanmar from the Zinmae side, but it was originally a Dwiyadana scripture written in Sanskrit from the Tibetan side. This short story, which can be called a summary of short stories, is an example of the spread of literature from one country to another and from one language to another. In addition to the literature I have just mentioned, there are probably other works in the history of Burmese literature up to the English period that can be called short stories. For example, the novel by Karma Dik Mingyi can be called a summary of short stories. As I am not familiar with Burmese literature, this is all I know. Khon Taw Maung Kyabham Short stories such as Kuttho can also be called short stories. However, overall, Burmese literature is mostly found in the form of poems, poems, prose, plays, histories, and sermons. At the end of the Konbaung period and the beginning of the Aung San period, six-pyait plays were very popular, and in a way, they can be called the forerunners of short stories.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDuring the English period, English readers read English short stories. They translated them directly and adapted them. Among the short stories translated into English, Dagon U Ba Tin's father's Pathi Tales was probably the first. It was published in 1910. Then, from the 1920s, magazines such as Thuriya Magazine, Dagon Magazine, and Tain Zaw Newspaper appeared, providing opportunities for those who wanted to write short stories. The pen names of Pee Moe Ning, Shwe U Daung, Nyarna, Zeya Sattar, and Dagon Shwe Maw were short story writers who emerged during that period. They can be said to be great pioneers in Burmese short story writing. After them, great writers such as Maha Swe, Zawana, Thukha, Thakha, and Dagon Khin Khin Lay also emerged and made the short story more popular with the Burmese people. The short stories written by these great writers, starting from Pee Moe Ning, also included their own inventions. English short stories are also adapted to suit Burmese tastes. It would be wrong to say that English short stories have been adapted here. Translation is the process of translating the original text into another language, either completely or with a few exceptions. The novelists mentioned above have either translated or taken the plot of the English short story and created it with Burmese names, characters, and Burmese surroundings and mannerisms. It would be more accurate to say that they have written English short stories.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eFrom the 1930s until the war, modernist literature emerged, with the likes of Sain Maung Wa, Uthman Maung Thant, Zaw Gyi, Min Thu Wan, Thein Nay Nwe (U Thein Pe Myint), and Sain Soe Hla becoming famous, and this marked a new era in Burmese short story writing. It can be said that a new chapter was opened. In addition to the increasing number of people writing with their own ideas, rather than relying on English novels, short stories were written with the aim of entertaining the reader and refreshing the mind, and were written with a clear sense of literature, and with a precise and neat ratio of beginning, middle, and end.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Other Websites","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":43098225213589,"sku":"","price":0.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_43381989-5e2e-4f84-bee4-14db03e2c341.jpg?v=1745660439"},{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-ကုသိုလ်ကြမ္မာ-မမီပါခဲ့","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - Good karma has not been achieved","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe rain is falling.\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Dear Miss...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Hey...Richard...Richard, come on.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Richard was startled by Mona's voice calling out to him. He ran into his father's bedroom.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Hmm...what's wrong, Mona?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Read it here, Richard, is it written by Dad?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMona pointed to the blue paper on the table.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Richard read the paper and said, \"Don't touch it, Mona. Don't touch his paper. If you mess up, Dad will tell you. Mona, why did you go into Dad's bedroom?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Oh...I didn't see my mother-in-law come over to have coffee so I wouldn't make a face. As soon as my eyes landed on the table, I looked at the paper. Mona wasn't holding anything. Richard called me because he saw this letter on the table.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Dad got up early for a walk. Come and have some coffee, Richard. I've buttered the toast. The others are waiting at the coffee table. I'm in Dad's bedroom.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMona followed Richard's lead, shrugged her shoulders, and shook her head. She ran her ten fingers through her hair, trying to smooth out the tangled strands. Richard sat down on the bed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Open your mouth,\" Richard said, placing the bread on Mona's beautifully opened red lips. They were completely oblivious to Uncle Po, who was pouring coffee nearby. Uncle Po, as if he didn't dare to look, lowered his head, put down another plate of fried sausages, and went into the kitchen.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e ' Mona let out a loud laugh as she chewed her bread.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"You're dad's girlfriend's name is not that bad, she's called \"Amalay\" and you're dad's son is about to turn 50.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Why, Mona, there are still over 40 of them.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Your father is 52 years old.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Whether it's 50 or 40, what's the point?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I want to make Mona laugh, because the old man, who is almost 50 years old, is writing a love letter.\" *Mona...everything else will be done by Richard,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I want to call you Dad, just like Richard, or I want to call you Uncle, but...you can't call me Grandpa.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Mona giggled again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I won't call you, I won't call you,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Mona, what I mean is the old man,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI've just started writing a love letter.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I want to know, my dear... will I ever get to the room where I cry?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Richard placed the sausage slices between two slices of toast and placed them on the plate in front of Mona.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e And then he ate his own sausage and bread, a little sleepily.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Oh, no, no. \"The name is not ugly, and you and your dad are not even close in age. After 40, a woman is still beautiful, Mona thought. Even a woman who is considered very beautiful loses her beauty when she is over 40. If you want to write a letter, the name is not ugly, and she is over 40. Hmm...she is still beautiful. Since you and your dad have to start writing to this woman now... Oh... it doesn't make sense to Mona and us.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWithout beauty, there is no love, hey...hey Richard, I love Mona because she is beautiful, Mona's lips are like Mona Lisa's, Mona's daddy said that his mommy was like Mona Lisa, when Mona was born, she only had that little lip. \u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBut daddy named her Mona because she looked like the lips in the painting, Molly's birthday\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eTommy, John, and Molly had a dance at their house, and Tommy even said, \"Mona Lisa, your lips are the real Mona Lisa, heh...heh, even Tommy and Yu were going to get up and fight that day.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Oh...don't tell me about that night. Come on. Dad will be waiting for you at the beach.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Oh..hohoho...wait, I have to brush my teeth.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMona went to the bathroom and started brushing her teeth. “Is Daw Thein here? Is Ba Gyi Poyen here? Let’s clear the table.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Richard shouted towards the kitchen. When Mona came out of the bathroom, the two of them walked hand in hand down to the shore. Daw Thein entered the dining room, eating from a tray and \u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eclearing away the dishes.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Have the Ma Thein family left?\" Uncle asked as he entered.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I'm going, I'm tired, Ko Rin, I'm going to eat some bread and sausages, and then I'll go and wash my hands. I'm also going to walk along the beach with my head shaved. It's a shame to meet the old ladies and the young ladies.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e My mother is a gossip, and that little girl is also a big girl.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eYou asked me to wait, so I waited here and listened to them talk. Ha...Kliza and Topi are both perfect.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e My father laughed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “You’ll get used to it soon, they speak Burmese, and their names are English.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Uncle said, \"I helped carry the dishes to the back room.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"If I only take it to the other house once, the teacher, Tut Ni, the couple, and the old lady will go to their house for breakfast. The old lady likes to cook the food herself for her son.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What did you get?\" -\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “I went to the market near here. The teacher said he would arrange a car for me tomorrow. So I went to Thandwe Market. I got a tiger prawn for fifteen kyats.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThat's a recipe for a curry, with dried fish bones brought from Yangon, eggplant, okra, and rice mixed together, and a bottle of fried fish paste from a pine box...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"If you have anything to ask for, please call Maung Myo Thant.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Where is Maung Myo Thant?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Hey...the son of the restaurant owner at the UBA hostel, hey...he's already here while I'm talking.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA young boy, slightly younger than Richard and his friends, approached them.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What else do you need, Uncle? I went to Uncle's this morning and he has 100 pieces of firewood stacked in the kitchen over there.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Aye...if you get the wood, it's fine. I don't need anything else, Maung Myo Thant. If there's anything you want, just help me. He's from a remote area, far from the sea, and he's not from Pauk City, he's not from the sea. He's just married to his father.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Daw Thein winked.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What are you talking about, Koen?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Oh... it's embarrassing, it's just a little bit \u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eof\u003c\/span\u003e a\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"It's not embarrassing, Auntie. Just like this beach, newlywed couples also come here for their honeymoon.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Maung Myo Thant said with a laugh. \"What a moon...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Daw Thein asked Maung Myo Thant the meaning of the word, which she really didn't understand.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"In English, it's called a honeymoon, when newlyweds come to this beach to be free.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"That's so strange...the words,\" said Ba Gyi Poy and Maung Myo Thant, both laughing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I just wanted to laugh because my uncle and aunt also came out with a smile on their face......hehe\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e'Oh... Popcorn, pop\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Daw Thein can't swim,\" Daw Thein said, adding her own interpretation of what Moon had said.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“My father said he taught me to swim. Some of them came to relax. I don’t know what they are tired of. While they are relaxing, I have to wash the dishes. I want to go back to Yangon. I feel sorry for my father.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Hey... aren't you from this band?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What?\" said the old man, looking surprised.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“No, I’m from Yangon. I’ve been in the eighth grade for two years. This year, my father came to help with my father’s restaurant during the summer vacation. My father is also from Yangon. He’s been running a restaurant here for a long time. It’s been since my mother passed away. I’m married to a Thandwe here.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"My father is happy. He left me with my sister in Yangon. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't pass the eighth grade.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Maung Myo Thant wanted to talk freely about himself when there was someone to listen.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"That's right, you failed the eighth grade twice, and our little one failed the eighth grade three times.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Grandpa said, shaking the seat.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Tukni...who is Tukni, uncle?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Hey...Mona, uh...that's a young man's name, his name is Richard Leigh, the son of a doctor.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e 'Aw...aw' \u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMaung Myo Thant fell asleep for a moment.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"They...they can take their wives.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I'll get it, then I'll sit and eat my father's work. Mona is a secretary. That girl \u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003ecan't pass grade 10.\"\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Hmm...so my father told me that my son should study hard in 10th grade, do some work, get a job, and if he gets a job, he should marry someone, and get a wife...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Aye, Kwee. That’s honorable. Every man is proud to be able to support himself and his wife with his own work. Our doctor’s son is a strange man. When he failed to pass the eighth grade, his grandmother said he was ashamed of being fat and ran away from home. I don’t know when he fell in love with Mona, Kwee. When she disappeared, I went to investigate and found out that she fell in love with Mona and ran away.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“That girl is so pretty, do you like what you see?” Daw Thein asked. “Ma Thein, that’s why you’re a bachelor. Your days of three years and three rains are over. Now I can have your husband.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Maung Myo Thant laughed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I... will come and help you whenever I have time. Call me if you need anything. I'll go now. It's early in the morning. I'm busy at lunchtime. I'll be busy at noon. I'll go and get some water. The guests have to take a bath in the sea and then take a shower, so I have to put enough water in the radiator. I'll go.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMaung Myo Thant left them. - \"The boy is so lively and cute, it would be great if we had a son like him.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"You're doing well now, and she's almost an old woman and she's getting married...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Korin, don't say anything embarrassing. I heard Mora say that just now. Your teacher said that you can't give a girlfriend to an ugly woman.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Hey...\".\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Uncle suddenly didn't understand what she meant. When he asked him further, Daw Thein had already put the dishes in a small basket and gone to the kitchen on the other side of the house, so he didn't ask.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe went back upstairs and started cleaning the rooms. He swept Doctor U Moe Kaung's room and made the beds neatly. 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When the male and female clans kept exchanging, our clans would sometimes double or triple the number of children.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI myself don't even bother to classify species. When I come to this community and call it a species, I'm thrown out. I don't even bother to check the quality of the zigzag river.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt's hard to fight, but I'm a man, but I'm also a good uncle. I'm also a good brother. I've never been confused with relatives. Relatives are strong and good, and they talk a lot. I don't like or dislike complicated things, and I don't understand them clearly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIf any of my relatives start talking and have trouble, don't come to me. If they do, they will become even more angry.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Now, if I ask Ko Ko Maung what he is, he only knows that he is my brother. He doesn't know how he is related or what his second cousin is.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo Ko Mong's mother was the oldest and wealthiest among the relatives. She was also the most influential person among the relatives, and everyone called her \"Mother\".\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy mother and my family died in the fire. Now, at her direction, a small group of us, scattered throughout the delta region, have moved to Yangon.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Now that you're all together and related, the problems are getting worse.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Who told whom what?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Who will marry who and what will they say again? It's because of my mother that they are so busy arguing.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Even the matter of a girl from the tribe marrying a man has not been resolved peacefully.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e My mother called her \"Ice Queen.\" She was so beautiful, she was so still and motionless in the water, that's why my mother called her \"Ice Queen.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eToday, the family is also celebrating. The reason for the celebration is that Ko Ko Maung is returning from America, and all the uncles, aunts, cousins, brothers, sisters, Bushukru, and the elderly are preparing to welcome him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy mother is not a tyrant, she is a retired king, owns a lot of land, and is still brave enough to run two rice mills in Yangon. She has also started mining in Dawei.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEven though the initial difficulties were caused by the insurgents, the honest farmers who had earned a fair income from the machine continued to give her rice as before. She was the luckiest of the landowners.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e My mother is a skilled person in both business and social relations.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSo when the king died, he became a hunter, a rich man, and a family of relatives.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e My mother always takes care of her son Ko Ko Maung. His name is Ko Tin Maung. But he calls him Ko Ko Maung. That's why the whole family calls him Ko Ko Maung.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo Ko Maung has an MA degree and is studying journalism in America.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Daughter.. aren't you going to pick up Ko Ko Maung?\" My mother wanted me to pick him up.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I don't want to meet you... Mom... The people there will be confused,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e And I don't know where to start...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Okay... So, in that case, I'll go home in the evening and say goodbye. He loves my daughter very much.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI don't believe Ko Ko Maung's words of love. I haven't seen Ko Ko Maung since I'm old enough to know him. When we were young, we lived in different cities. Now that I've moved to Yangon, he's probably going abroad.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBut anyway, there is still a duty, isn't there? Anyway, as relatives have a duty, in the evening they have to go and say goodbye to Ko Ko Maung.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIf the elders in the family break their duties, the younger ones find it difficult to speak up. There is one way to support the virtues and virtues, and another way to be afraid that the younger ones will be thought of as teachers, and it is quite difficult to speak up. If the younger ones break their duties, ...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"You are the youngest, why don't you go and see them? They didn't come, you have to go, that's your duty,\" he was afraid of the mouths of his relatives who would shout at him like he was a big brother.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI have a bad spirit that doesn't want to go to family reunions. What really makes me not want to go is the way they act when they meet. If I listen to a certain kind of talk for too long, I can't sit still. My mother would always say \"ice\" and then I would start to choke.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOnce, at a festival to honor the nine gods of our clan, the king of our clan, Daw Ma Ma, was the most eloquent.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He was the most dutiful of the family, one who supported even the poorest of his relatives, and he spoke while holding a cigarette in his hand. He looked up at his mother...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “I’m still kicking, Daw Nyein Khin, when you get to the top of the hill,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"My uncle is very tired because the fields are infested with insects. Please help Daw Nyein Khin,\" he said, raising his voice as if he were urging his relatives to do good.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I know that my uncle is a very poor person in our family.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I also know how much I have received from my aunt.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Here, big... when big brother came, how big did he kick you...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e My mother knew I was getting close, she gave me a sideways glance, and a group of relatives stared at me.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Other Websites","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":43098227409045,"sku":"","price":0.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_f6b14d85-0f9a-4f45-a65e-24be67a213a6.jpg?v=1745660446"},{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-စိမ်းသင့်မှာစိမ်း","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - Green is green","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eGreen from Green or Love from Greatness\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cem data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAfter the elephant, Kethar\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cem data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI'm happy again.\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003cem data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe village is very popular.\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cem data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThey will moan.\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cem data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDo you even play the piano?\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cem data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eLike a daughter, like a sister\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cem data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMany people are indifferent.\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cem data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI heard you say that.\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e That old song is the song my mother sang to me.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It is a song. When I wrote the novel \"Sean Tae Thu Sean\", I used it in the second part.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAround 1952, I was on a trip to northern Shan State. On my way from Lashio to Namtubaw Dwin by car, I had to cross the Mong Ngao River. Near the village of Mong Ngao, there was a stream that we had to cross by raft. While the first group of people were crossing the stream with their belongings, I stopped for a moment in a small hut a short distance from the bank. Inside the hut, I met the woman who owned the hut.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHer husband was the one who led the raft to the other side. We call him the ferryman. I don’t know what he is called in Shan State. He was poor and his hut was very old. His beloved wife welcomed me with hot water from an earthen pot. The bowl was a yellow glazed earthenware bowl. A baby was sitting on the back, and the two older ones were sitting next to him. The older one was about five years old and the younger one was about three years old, and they were serving their mother bread.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I'll give them some bread, sister.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"He got up lightly and brought down three packages of bread wrapped in rice paper from the earthenware pot on the counter. He gave two packages to the children and unwrapped the other one and gave it to me.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"They feed me. Inside the leaves, I see black beans like velvet beans. Eat, sister, and drink some hot water. This is all the food for the child here. Sometimes they boil potatoes. They also feed me sticky rice. Behind the hut, his father has planted a potato field and a bean field. It is enough for the children's mouthwash and for us to eat.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI briefly describe his life. At that time, there was a lot of rain in that place. I lived a long way from one hut to another, with small fields between the small huts.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I am interested in the environment, which is not even called a village.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"They planted the field when their father was sick. I looked after it later. Sometimes I have to go to the market in Mong Ngoa to buy it if I want it.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe children, who were eating with their cheeks puffed up, seemed to be in perfect health, not thin or fat. They seemed to be healthy because they were eating fresh air and fresh fruits. Their clothes were very poor. The woman did not seem to be from Shan State. She did not speak fluently. Her husband was a Shan man. He seemed to have been called by love. \"I ate boiled beans and drank green water and said thank you,\" she said.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Where do you put them in school?” he asked. The young woman didn't seem to mind the word school. She didn't think she had ever taught herself.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen we got up to cross the stream, the young woman walked me to the bank of the stream and greeted me. Her husband took us to the other side. I thanked him and said goodbye, and continued on my journey. The fields and huts in the hills and valleys of Shan State kept drawing my attention. I also planned to educate the children in these fields. I wanted to educate the children so that they could become Shan youth who could lead their fields to modern agriculture. In my dream, the sound of a water pump driving to irrigate the fields far from the river and stream was deafening. In my heart, I felt the white snow of winter, the blankets of\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBelow, the sleeping fields lie.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In 1954, I published \"From Green to Green\" in Shuma. I created what I wanted to be in my mind in a novel. I took a lady named Green from Yangon to the bank of the Mong Ngo village.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe story of how Sein ended up in the forest is a bit strange. Six months after her marriage, she and her husband were traveling in northern Shan State when they were robbed near Mong Ngao. Before the car could stop, Sein opened the door and rolled down. She fell from the car into a ravine. The robbers took her husband and the car away. A Shan old man rescued Sein, who was unconscious, from the cliff and bushes, and Ko Wunna and her family arrived at the forest.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo Wunna's mother, sister Ma Kham Lone, younger brother Toe Gyi and Atu warmly welcomed the unexpected newcomer. Ko Wunna also took special care of him. Upon arrival, Sein, who was unable to get out of bed due to a fall from the car and a fever, recovered from his injuries and recovered from the love of Ko Wunna's warm family.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen Sein was well, he told her about his condition and planned to return to Yangon. Whenever Ko Wunna went to Mong Ngow and Kyaukme, she would always check on Sein’s husband. One day, Ko Wunna went to Kyaukme and brought a newspaper. The newspaper reported that Sein’s husband, Ko Win Pe, had been killed by a robber, and there was a photo of his mutilated body and belongings in Ko Win Pe’s briefcase. Ko Win Pe’s parents did not approve of Sein’s marriage to Ko Win Pe, so they cut off contact. Sein has no parents. He has no close relatives.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMother begged him to stay in the farm, as he would be alone in Yangon and live alone. Since Sein had not prepared anything for his life and was not ready to return to Yangon, Mother agreed to let him stay in the farm. The children also loved Sein. Ko Wunna was very happy.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSein is a skilled marriage counselor and is a great help to Mom. Sein's arrival has made Mom's farm clean and tidy. Toe Gyi's farm has also increased in number and the cowshed has produced more milk. Ma Kham Long's chicken farm has also produced more eggs. Sein helps Ma Kham Long and Toe Gyi with everything from cleaning the chicken farm to the cowshed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo Wunna saved money to buy a water pump for the expanded farm. However, to protect the weather, he demolished the small hut and built a stone house for Sayen. Later, he planned to gradually buy a water pump. Sayen neatly built a small hut and bamboo from the hut he demolished near his house and used it as a school. With the help of his neighbor U Khun Naung, he gathered the children living around the farm and taught them in their free time with Ma Kham Lone and Toe Kyi Atu. Toe Kyi would bring the newspaper from Mong Ngoa while he was delivering milk and taught them to read the newspaper at night.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThey are happiest when they take a bath in the winter at night, enjoying the hot water. Before, my mother was the only one who was old and could not do much work. When the green tree came, it was the green tree that provided the water for the whole family, along with the firewood they had collected.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDuring the lunch break for Ko Wunna, they ate Sein's homemade tofu salad and pudding made with milk and eggs. Ko Wunna was happy with Sein's behavior. At night, they read and talked by the fire in the house. One night, Sein brought a large newspaper and showed Ko Wunna a blank advertisement. Ko Wunna said that he didn't know anything.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo Wunna lived in the mountains and studied as a child, but as an adult, he moved to the plains and joined the Burmese patriotic youth in the anti-colonial revolution. After independence, when his father died, he brought his mother's family back to the farm that his mother loved, and he worked in agriculture and livestock to support his family.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOne day, Ko Wunna woke up late and went out to the field late. The green one said -\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What's wrong with you, Kowanna? I woke up late this morning.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Wunna opened up and told me about his thoughts that night.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I can’t sleep, I think about you all night. I wonder if you will leave this farm one day, and I also think about Yasho. I don’t want to rely on the landlords. I want to improve the farm myself. I want to develop the barren land and expand the farm with a water pump on the hill. I want you to always be by my side so that I can work hard. I want to live with you.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI have more work to do. I also have a consultant. And like the other day, when I come back from the farm, I make tofu salad, and when I come back from the farm at night, I take a warm bath with hot water. All the small things that I take care of are very important to me. To be honest, I can't separate myself from the farm. I want to work with the farm and settle down in the farm. I want to see my descendants in this new farm with new ideas and new views and in the middle of the progressive fields. But I don't want to waste my life on this farm. I can't separate myself from the farm either. I don't want to separate myself from the farm, I will go and have a restless night.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSaying this, Ko Wunna left for the forest.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe green one was also shocked by Ko Wunna’s polite and young words. Indeed, for a young man like Ko Wunna, who had been living together for so long, his care was inspiring. As a benefactor, he was taking care of his mother and family with a family spirit. He had always planned to go to Yangon one day and check on his beloved husband, Ko Win Pe. When Ko Wunna opened up like this, he began to remember Ko Win Pe especially. He felt sad in his heart, remembering his husband, and to calm down, he went into Ko Wunna’s room and tidied up the books. He tidied up the books and papers that had been in disarray since the stone house was built.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45591004414101,"sku":"","price":4050.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/files\/001_a0ba4b50-db5a-481e-9b3e-d28b043b1b82.jpg?v=1745660450"},{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-ဇီဝဇိုးစံအိမ်","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - Jivazoe's House","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBecause of the flowers\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e When I was studying in the upper secondary school, I only read and studied U Punyawutthu Paungsag to pass the exam. After passing the exam, I usually forgot about the school books. I only studied new books for the next year, the lower secondary school, which was the arts.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eUsually, every student is like that.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ma Shwe Zin also kept a room full of her old books and only collected new ones.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e However, I feel a pain inside me as I collect old books. That pain is nostalgia.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen I hold the collection of U Punya's novels, the longing in my heart is relieved. When I read the story of Saddan Sin Min from the novels, my heart is also comforted. I feel pain, despair, and heartache in my heart. I am not afraid of feeling those pains. I wonder if the author U Punya's ability to feel satisfied and comforted after feeling this way is one of his skills.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eResearchers and current Burmese scholars will probably decide that the novel Saddan Sin Min is the best and most delicious novel.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eFor Ma Shwe Zin, every time she rereads the novel, she finds it a pleasure to wonder what lies behind the story, what U Punya was feeling when he wrote it, and what U Punya and his era were like when he wrote it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMa Shwe Zin firmly believes that the hearts of writers are often influenced by the times they lived in. She believes that by studying their works, we can see a part of the situation of that time.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIf a certain theme had not resonated in U Punya's heart at the time when he was presenting the book to King Mindon, the novel by Saddan Sin would not have been as good.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eFirst of all, scholars and scholars will read the novel and praise the way it is written. It would be more accurate to say that its words are elegant, beautiful, and tasteful rather than being used in a way that is appropriate and appropriate. In some places, it really hits home.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eFor example, in the scenes where Sonutthura, despite being accused of a crime before King Saddansin, tries to defend himself, and places the blame on Queen Subhadda...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“The queen is very beautiful, she\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eReaders will appreciate not only those words, but also the way Sonutthur pretends to be a lawyer, trying not to blame himself alone.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"The queen who wants the tusks, the emperor who orders them to go, the archer who is the god, the three conspirators, the tiger, the tiger, the foolish hunter, let me kill you alone, the great mountain of gold, the king of Saddan, if I kill you, you will die.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHere, U Punya has created his character as a clever criminal. The way he pleads for his release while mentioning the sins of other criminals in his words is also very clever.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe words that the elephant king Sadhana gave to the hunter after cutting off his tusk were so heartbreaking. Subhadda, who embraced the tusk and listened to all the words the elephant king said, were so powerful that his heart ached and he felt a pang of pain. Even a casual reader who had no connection to the story would feel pain in his heart.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I have killed the king, who is like a mountain of silver, while he is still alive. I have cut off his two tusks and his six-colored tusks before he died. He has caused blood to flow, and he has tortured him painfully, and he has ended his life. These tusks are the golden ones of the Golden Buddha. If he lives for three days, I will buy the enemy's tusks with gold.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThere, he said that he had cut off his tusk while he was in excruciating pain. He had once been Subhadda's lover, and had suffered so much that he had given him the tusk, and King Saddanasin said with great pain, \"Use it if you have three days.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“My lord, tell me what I command the wild woman, who is a hunter and a hunter, who grows a tree of hatred, who is always angry and cannot be satisfied until the time comes.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe words that describe Subhaddha are simple and show a hint of resentment. The words that describe Subhaddha as “a half-hunter-a wild woman” already convey a rich meaning of Subhaddha’s character and attitude.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I, the elephant, am completely on the ground, finished off by an arrow, surrounded by three branches, in the middle of the lotus shade, laughing and sighing, my face silvery, my beloved rejoices with joy.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The last words were like arrows piercing Subhadda's heart. As soon as he heard those words, his heart sank, his chest ached, and he began to die.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIf a teacher asks why the novel \"Saddamsinmin\" is good, the student will answer with the choice of words. If they take the exam, they will have to memorize and extract original passages to reference.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHowever, once she left the classroom and entered the outside world, Ma Shwe Zin's view of the novel \"Nath Saddan Sin Min\" changed. In any case, in the classroom, the teacher's thoughts and criticisms continued to dominate Ma Shwe Zin's mind.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen Ma Shwe Zin and I left the classroom, we began to think with our own minds. At that time, we began to search for the “life” of the novel “Saddan Sin Min”. Our minds expanded and we began to think. As I wrote at the beginning of this article, we also began to think about the era when the novel “Saddan Sin Min” was written. We also began to explore its purpose. .\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt's so heartbreaking, so heartbreaking, so heartbreaking, it's a story that's so heartbreaking that it's hard to believe it's true.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“The elephant king struck the sycamore tree with his silver mace and his head-dress, causing it to rain down, golden and red flowers, silk and silk cloth, and silk cloth, all around. Then, from above the body of Queen Subhadda, six branches, antlers, and bundles of grass fell in a whirlwind. On the head of Queen Subhadda, a large, golden wreath spread out, one by one, and the wind blew away, flowers, buds, and silk cloth fell in a heap.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThis place was the main scene in the story of King Saddansin. King Saddansin accidentally waved his sword and scattered the flowers from the branches of the sycamore tree. The wind and the wind caused the sycamore tree to fall on the sulasubhadda without any reason, which made the story of King Saddansin so heartbreaking.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKing Sin was indeed a man of no goodwill, saying, \"Let it be so.\" Even such a matter would not have caused a deadly enmity. King Saddan Sin had no doubt that \"enmity\" would have occurred.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHowever, for the angry and bitter Sulathubada, a grudge was already formed in his heart to take revenge. In the second case, at the place where the Paduma lotus flower was distributed, King Saddanasimha inadvertently distributed the remaining Paduma lotus robes to Queen Sulathubada. - For King Saddanasimha, it was \"unintentionally\". For Sulathubada, it was enough to form a second grudge. Isn't that why?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe became so enmity-stricken that he even prayed to the Buddhas for alms and a life in which he could cut off the tusk of the King of the Elephants.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e At this point, from the perspective of King Sadhana, the King would have thought that it would not be a matter of sharing the four flowers. It is unlikely that he would have thought, “He must be hostile to me.” It is also unlikely that he would have thought, “He must be hostile to me.” It is also possible that Mahasubhadda is the eldest and wants to be given priority.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs she read the novel, Ma Shwe Zin wondered if U Punya wanted to warn someone, or if he was even targeting her lord, King Mindon.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"The king of the sea, the king of the sea, in matters of affairs, with a pure mind, distributes to the great according to the great and to the small according to the small, but those who are dissatisfied and want to cause trouble, even if it is not a matter of insinuation, will make the king very angry.\" One might wonder if he wrote the novel Saddansinmin to indirectly warn the king of the sea.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Queen Subhadda, Isa Sadhana, in this lake, the great Nārāmā, Subhadda, and the Vyāraṃ, at the time of the great Nārāmā, the sin of anger, the sin of not being able to do anything, the sin of not hating enough, the sin of building, the sin of greatness, the sin of envy, the sin of my beloved husband, the sin of your queen, the sin of killing me.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eReading the above words of King Saddan Sin, the thought “If a person is killed out of mere enmity” immediately jumped into Ma Shwe Zin’s mind. U Punya may have wanted to refer to such situations in his time, to be aware of them, and to be able to express his feelings in a way that was both heartbreaking and heartbreaking.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe external enemy is clearly visible and if you have to face it and fight it, you will be defeated, but the internal enemy is designed to be defeated with just one blow.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Subhadda was once the beloved queen of King Sadhana. 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The man changed into a respectful expression.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“My name is U Kyi Myaing, and this is my wife, Ma Aye, and we are guarding this big house. Dr. Ohn Maung told me last week, but the doctor\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Gy Min Shwe Zan is quite old, about the same age as Dr. U Min Cheung, and I think Maung Yin is still young, even younger than Dr. Ohn Maung.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes, sir.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Hey, do you still need to show me the key to our house?” “Come on, I’m a loner.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I only have one student, Thetpe, who drives the car, and his wife. My brother Thetpe's wife cooks the food.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"So, can you clear the back yard for the couple to live in? I've already cleared out all the rooms in the mansion last week.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMin Shwe Zan thought for a moment.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I don’t think so, sir. I want them to stay in the bedroom with me. I will come with their belongings. U Kyi Myaing will open the door and show them around. The house is still green. Dr. Ohn Maung said he liked it, so I didn’t come to see it in advance. The house is even more spacious than I would like. Even from the outside, I like the house.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eU Kyi Myaing opened the front door and showed us the lower floor first. The lower floor had a living room, a dining room, and two bedrooms. Although it was built of brick, the floors were covered with planks. The upper floor was covered with planks and had a tiled roof. However, it looked like it had been renovated with teak. There was no sign of a dilapidated place. The upper floor had a large entrance hall at the front and four bedrooms on three sides with large verandas. At first glance, the house looked like an old nobleman’s house. However, the rooms inside were modern and neat and tidy, with private bathrooms and toilets.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I think the people who went first were many family members.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He opened the glass window of the large entrance hall in front.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I asked.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Oh... we're not tenants, our boss lives alone.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"He's a little lonely in such a big house.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Min Shwe Zan asked in surprise.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Well, my brother, in the days of their grandparents, the house and the people were one. Now, they have a nurse to take care of him. The cook and the cleaner live downstairs. The black couple who drive the car live with us. Ho Din, for some reason, they don’t live in this house. I don’t intend to rent it out.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Yes.” “The salary I get from Maung Yin is for renovating this big house.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e U Kyi Myaing's story clearly shows that his landlord was not financially stable enough to rent this large house.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Yes, of course. The housing prices are good these days. If you have a big house with a big lawn in front and a big yard on the street, it's easy to rent a house at the embassy for two thousand baht a month.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He said as he looked out the window at the vast expanse of green grass.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"That's right, sir. I have one thing to apologize to you. The lawn is wide, so I like it. Do you see a bench for two sitting at the end of this lawn, next to the other fence?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e U Kyi Rwa pointed to the wooden bench. \"Yes.. I see.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Don’t think about moving that bench anywhere, and don’t ask me to cut down the sycamore and the goat’s-eye tree behind it… The boss ordered it, except for those two things, to fix the yard as you like. I am Mali. The boss must have told Dr. Ohn Maung to keep it quiet because he was afraid that if someone else rented it, they would make trouble.” “Oh.. I don’t have to worry about the bench or the tree. U Kyi Myaing will continue to take care of the yard. If I need anything, I will tell U Kyi Myaing. U Kyi Myaing, if there is anything that the boss cannot do, please tell me in advance. I will follow you.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"You can make concessions. I am a doctor on duty at a large hospital. I myself want to live freely and peacefully. I will have to make concessions according to my own will.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Thank goodness, Maung Yin, I heard a car downstairs...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eU Kyi Myaing went downstairs. U Kyi Myaing and Maung Thet Pe were working downstairs. U Kyi Myaing described this landlady in detail in his words. The word \"madam\" (a term that is not used very often these days) was strange to Dr. Min Swe Zan.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOne day, they will visit the landlady Daw Khin May Htet with doctor Ko Ohn Maung.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen his father comes, will he be criticized for wanting to rent this big house? His father, like the old Rakhine goldsmiths, took his degree in London, but he stopped practicing law when he was sixty. He has been living in Kyaukphyu House for a long time, and he said that he wants to be close to his father and son in his old age. At present, he himself cannot afford to stay in Kyaukphyu, so he has decided to rent a house in Yangon. He is also determined to live in Kyaukphyu House when he grows old like his father. So far, he has never had the opportunity to set foot in Kyaukphyu.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI will still live in this big house with my father. There is no financial problem for an only son like him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He had traveled around the country and served. His time was a time when people were allowed to open their own pharmacies, but he was not a man who made money.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMin Shwe Zan was a doctor who was known as a \"drug addict\" because he did not charge patients who came after him if he earned more than thirty baht in fees while sitting in the clinic, in addition to the government salary.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He works at Yangon General Hospital, but he doesn't live in the house he was given near the hospital compound.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe wanted to live peacefully even in a big house like this. He didn't know what his father would think of him when he came. He was happy living in a peaceful environment with a large yard.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDr. Ohn Maung had an appointment with the boss the following Sunday evening. However, in the morning, Dr. Min Shwe Zan encountered an unexpected incident.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Every Sunday morning he used to go for a walk. When he returned from his early morning walk, his father-in-law came to meet him from under the elephant's back and said,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Teacher, I have a guest. He's from the yard over there. He's important.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Hey,” he hurried into the living room. In the living room, he saw a woman about his aunt’s age. The visitor seemed restless and agitated. The woman’s skin was pale, like that of a housewife who had been kept indoors without access to sunlight and fresh air. 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The birds are silent, and the flowers are trembling with their petals.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe night is filled with the sound of hailstones falling with every gust of the monsoon wind, and the sound of branches and leaves breaking as they sway.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI don't know how many miles per hour the storm is blowing, but it will stop at some point. There is a storm blowing inside me, Malayan. I don't know how fast it is blowing. I can't say when it will stop.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMalay Nu watched the stormy night through the window. The heavy raindrops did not hit him. - In the safety of his home, he was able to face the stormy night, sheltered by the warmth of the fire, and Malay Nu was deeply aware of the fact that he was the one who could face it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe light from the lamp flickered and flickered. One morning, I gazed at his face, illuminated by the light of the lamp.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Malay Nu will never forget him for giving her the assurance of safety so that she could sit alone in peace.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e 'Take responsibility for the Malay's life insurance for the rest of your life.' These words still resonate in the Malayan heart.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e ``Dr. Mala Nu\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e21, Inya Road, Yangon,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAuntie Than brought him two envelopes with her name and address on them. It seemed that these letters had arrived while she was on leave in Kalaw. He took the first one and looked at it. The corner of the envelope had the word \"Thet Mar\" written on it, and it was from Tin Thet Mar. Tin Thet Mar used to write letters to him. The second envelope had nothing written on it except the address, and he didn't know who it was from.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e'I was tired from the trip and wanted to sleep, but I opened the envelope and read the letter from Tin Thet Mar. .\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Malay\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Thet Ma was transferred to Yangon and admitted to Yangon General Hospital. When I arrived in Yangon, I called you because I had an important consultation. My aunt said she was going to Kalaw. Please come and see Ma Thet Ma. I gave her my phone number. I'll rebuild it. It's more convenient to call at night.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Be healthy.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Thetma\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThetmar Tin Thetmar didn't know what was important. - They hadn't seen each other for a long time. When her husband, Dr. Than Oo, passed away in Mandalay, Malay Nu couldn't go. She had to support Tin Thetmar only through letters and telephone calls. Tin Thetmar was left a widow in her thirties with two children. The two had been partners in university before they went to medical college. When they had to choose a specialty, Tin Thetmar chose anesthesia - and Malay Nu took a doctorate in obstetrics and gynecology called Oji.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAfter Malayanu received her doctorate in obstetrics and gynecology from England, Tin Thet Mar and Than Oo got married in London. Dr. Than Oo returned to Burma after receiving his doctorate in surgery.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt's been five years since Than Oo passed away. He wants to see Tin Thet Mar. It's been a long time since we last saw each other. Life is like this. \"While Tin Thet Mar and Than Oo are living together, they won't know about his personal struggle.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe opened the second envelope. He was surprised again. He didn't recognize the handwriting, but when he read the letter, it came to mind.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Malenu\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI know he has returned from England. I know that Ko Myo Zin was killed in the battle, but Shane can’t come. He is in America. I could only send a letter of condolence to Malay. Shane is investigating the news of Malay. I just found out that he is in Yangon, staying with my uncle and aunt, and I am writing this letter because I got his address. I want to meet Jane Ma. I want to write to you with my phone number. Let’s set a date and place to meet. When we meet, we can talk about everything. I miss my university days and Ko Myo Zin. . . .\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBe happy.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e - Banyar Shein -\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMalayanu was surprised after reading it. Thet Ma's letter made him happy because he would see his childhood friend. After reading the letter from Shane, he felt both surprise and sadness at the same time. He kept both letters and made an appointment for Thet Ma on the first Sunday and for Shane on the second Sunday. The place was at his house.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eU Lay Htun Win had been working as a first secretary in foreign embassies and had retired as an attaché. She was the niece of my uncle, Daw Lay Daw Khin Aye Than. When he returned to Yangon, he would stay with Daw Lay Than for a while, but he had to keep to himself. Daw Lay Than had a daughter named Yin Ma Win, and she had a companion. Daw Lay Than did not object to him meeting his guests at home. They were allowed to meet in a separate guest room. . Therefore, although there were many small restaurants and hotels outside Yangon, which were now abundant, he made the appointment at her house.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI have found Tin Thet Mar.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Tin Thet Ma is still beautiful and innocent. Her eyes are still clear and bright, despite the pain of being separated from her lover.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e`` Her slender, well-proportioned body was dressed in a soft green silk dress. Her slender body seemed even more beautiful because of the green dress. The two friends met in a small living room that had been set aside in the courtyard at the head of the house. The living room was bright and had large, wide windows that let in the scent of flowers. The large curtains with green flower branches on the windows seemed to give the impression of a mountain. `` They sat on the sofa together, suddenly unable to speak. It was as if the days they had been apart had been long, and the lives of both of them had changed during the time they had been apart.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eTin Thet Ko held Malay Nu's hand, tears welling up. Malay Nu also wanted to cry.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Are the children okay?\" Malay Nu began.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I'm fine.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Thetmar also had to bring an aunt to watch the children.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Is it Malayan?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Yes, Dad and Mom have not yet returned home. I have left the housekeeper U Tha Baw and his wife behind. Malay also wants to return to Kalaw. My job has moved to Yangon. One day, I will have to return to Kalaw. I will have to get this house that Dad loves back and Malay will continue to take care of it.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eTin Thet Ma sighed deeply. It was enough that they were all educated and could stand on their own two feet. When he was still just starting out in life, Than Oo had two children and passed away.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Now, tell me, I want to consult with you,\" Malay Nu began.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I thought about it, Thetmar, because you and I know each other best and are closest, so Thetmar came to Malaynu.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Tell me... Malaya is also alone.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I don't think I'll stay here long, Malay. I'll do something.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Must\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Isn't it convenient?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"No, Ma Lay is a very anxious person. It's not an emergency, Ma Lay, it's a serious matter.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThetmar was quiet for a moment. He seemed to be gathering strength to speak. Then he let out a deep sigh.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Will Thetmar get married?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Malay Nu squeezed Thetma's shoulder. He felt a shiver run down his spine.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Ko Than Oo is my friend. He is the owner of the rice mill.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I don't know him, Malay.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I'll introduce you to Thetmar one day.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt's more convenient to move to Thetmar Yangon General Hospital.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"His rice mill is in Bago, he is from Bago, he lives in Yangon, he is a widower, he has no children, he is independent.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Malayanu couldn't answer anything. What advice should he give to someone who trusted him and came to him for advice because he was a childhood friend?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Forgive Thetmar for not consulting you in advance, it's not easy for you and me to meet.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThetmar apologizes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I'm sorry, Thet Mar. In reality, we have to move on with our lives. Only we know our difficulties. We have to solve the problems that arise on our own. Outsiders can only criticize us. They don't know anything about our difficulties. It's just one thing. Does Thet Mar love him deeply? Does he love her too? This is one thing - you have to think. Whether it's for your children or for yourself, you need to love. There's a saying that says \"love comes first.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThetmar nodded his head.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"So, Malay, he loves Thetmar too.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I love you too, Thetmar.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He also seemed to be tolerant of children, and his marriage ended without any children.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"He loves his son very much, and he's not mean to his daughter.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"That's what's important, even though I had to get married for life reasons,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMalay philosophy believes that love is a must in marriage, regardless of age. This does not mean that love should be the only focus.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Malayanu continued to speak slowly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“And we are not teenagers before we turn twenty. We should not marry based on emotion alone, nor should we consider marriage based solely on trust. Thetmar has two children to raise, and she is still young. Marriage is good, and it is safe, but it is better not to expect love from Than Oo.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAye, there is still fate, and Than Oo is more generous than Than Oo. Thet Ma also seemed to be listening, thinking.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What if it's like a young love, my dear? I've calculated this in advance.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"It's okay... Anyway, since we're both living together in Yangon, we'll have to consult each other, and I'm excited.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMalayanu changed the subject as if remembering something while speaking.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"When I returned from the world, I found a letter with the letter. Do you know who it was from?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e 'No.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e .\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Shin Si, Banya, Shin, do you still remember?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I remember, strangely enough, after a long time since I lost contact with Thet Mar, I heard that she married Aye Aye, a friend of Thet Mar’s from Mandalay’s Day Wun 6, and moved to Yangon. Aye Aye and Thet Mar were close friends. Aye Aye and Thet Mar studied in Mandalay until the tenth grade.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Other Websites","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":43098235895957,"sku":"","price":0.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_ea881fbb-56a9-49dd-a354-27f895fcc405.jpg?v=1745660461"},{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-ဘဒ္ဒနုဝတီ","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - Bhaddanuvaddy","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eChapter 1)\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBall\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Bhaddanuvati\" is a princess who made the history of Tagaung tremble.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e His father was King Thato Sue.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Her lover is the Naga King. Why is the heart of the nobleman named Baddanuvadi, the most beautiful, the most unique, the most different, the most different caste. Does he have any love for the Naga King, the water god?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThere was also something to think about and be grateful for. There is no need to blame Bhaddanuvati for showing kindness to the water god Naga. If we think about gratitude, it is because Bhaddanuvati showed kindness to the water god Naga that the great martyr Maung Pauk Kaing played a significant role in Burmese history.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI will always be grateful to Bhaddanuvati. There are so many things to be grateful for over and over again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e His love story has left a lasting legacy in Burmese literature.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Prison me, Chief.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Give it up.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Love, hairpins, and bones\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThose words, if read casually, seem like nothing, but when you really think about them deeply, they point to the depth and breadth of love.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eYes. Here, Bhadana Nuwatty showed how deep and loyal his love was for his beloved, the water god Naga. The water god Naga fought a battle with the martyred hero Maung Pauk Khaing, and Maung Pauk Khaing was so brave and intelligent that he not only won the title of Naga Naing Min but also captured Bhadana Nuwatty.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e'However, Bhaddanuvati gave his body and throne to Maung Pauk Kaing, but he showed his loyalty to his beloved by not only sewing the skin of the deceased beloved as a robe and leaving it as a memorial, but also by making a precious ornament from the beloved's bones.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt is beautiful. Bhadana Nuwatty deserves respect. However, historians or historians have not written anything about whether or not the king allowed the king to wear the robe made from the skin of Chit U Thu Naga Min after Bhadana Nuwatty became the queen of Maung Pauk Khaing, or whether or not the hairpin made from Chit U Thu's bone was allowed to be worn in the Mya Kethar hairstyle.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHow wonderful it would be if we could dig up some of the remains of Badanuwaddy's hairpins in the underground layer somewhere in the old city of Tagaung and find them!\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e This is Bhaddanuvati, the daughter of King Thato Swe. Bhaddanuvati, the beloved of King Naga.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The great martyrdom of the martyr Maung Pauk Kying, the great martyr of the martyrdom\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In this 20th century, Bhaddanuvati has emerged with a vengeance.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAlthough the bones of the Naga King were not found in the old city of Kaung, they were rediscovered in the current 20th century literary era, Bhaddanuvadi.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe person who was discovered now appears as a writer with the pen name \"Baddhanuwaddy.\" Before anyone could imagine taking this pen name, it must be said that he was a writer with a lot of imagination, since he had the idea to use the pen name \"Baddhanuwaddy\" in Burmese literature.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the daily newspapers, you can find various novels, political, religious, humorous, comic books, and advertisements that fill almost two pages of the newspaper. For some reason, the book titles are not even the size of a sesame seed. Although they are not even 14 point in size, they are not visible, but the pen names of the authors are written in large letters, about an inch wide.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhether it's the title of the book or the pen name of the author, newspaper readers often wonder. What a unique aspect of the literary movement of the 20th century.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Among these pseudonyms, the writer under the pseudonym Bhaddanuvadi also took part.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt's such a lovely and beautiful pen name that I feel sad that some writers don't take on a pen name like this. They blame themselves.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e As we gradually learned about Bhaddanuvati, we realized that she was not only a female writer but also an old woman. The person who was most interested in Bhaddanuvati was Maung Pauk Kyin.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMaung Pauk Kyin was not yet Naga Naing Min. He was fascinated by Bhaddanuvaddy's literary qualities, his appearance, and even though he didn't know him, he fell in love with her just by seeing the pen name Bhaddanuvaddy in a newspaper advertisement. It's not wrong to be interested.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e If I were to find Bhaddanuvati somewhere in the literary world, I would compose a historical love story and tell it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOh, no one can stop the mind from having ideas. The Buddha himself said that the mind can not only create and think of billions of things in a blink of an eye, but can also travel across the infinite universe, no matter how far away. Almost every ordinary person knows the mind's power to travel.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe courage of the mind, which arises, passes away, and then a new mind arises again, can only be seen with the noble eye.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Maung Pauk Kyaw is not a nobleman. He is just a writer who is currently active in the realm of the mind.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I will say it, I will say it truly, she is not just a writer who can mix and match literary history and human history, but she must have accepted and understood the history of Myanmar as a whole, and she took the name Bhaddanuvadi as her pen name,” Maung Pauk Kying thought. . She is not a scoundrel either.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEven if you ask, \"What region are you from?\" with a questioning tone -\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Brothers, I'm from Tagaung,\" he could answer. That's right. He's from Tagaung.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Indeed, just as the Tagaung River flows in a single stream and disappears at the mouth of the Ayeyarwady River, the ancient city of Sri Kshetra, the river of love has merged with the ocean of the heart of Bhadanawady,” the writer will say in a romantic way. In any case, Ma Ho Sa Da showed his fist and spread his palm. Oh, scholars, we all know each other by our gestures.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA writer is someone who speaks with his mouth, but doesn't really say anything, but writes in his writing. A play, a person who is praised for being like a puppet, is praised for being like a puppet. A puppet is praised for being like a human being, \"Oh, you just dance like a human being.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNow, it's not like the way people talk outside. No matter who criticizes him for being unnatural, he will tell stories and legends to express his love.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e When you really think about it, Maung Pauk Kaing's love story is like a story that is worth a thousand years of history, isn't it?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“My birthplace is Tagaung. The Tagaung people, Bhaddanuvati Kari and Maung Pauk Kying, have told me that their descendants established the Sri Kshetra period, an era in the early history of Myanmar, earlier than the Bagan period,” he said, opening a historical love story (or) love story, and Bhaddanuvati’s heart will be set ablaze.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs for the Bhaddanuvati side, they are 99 percent sure that the rain of love that will fall on their side will not know how.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Sometimes, Maung Pauk Kyin gets discouraged. Even if we meet face to face, even if we meet Badanuwadi and Tae Tae Sang -\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIf someone asks, \"Will a poor man like you, like Maung Pauk Kaing, deserve the same love as a Mahathi-nee Bhaddanuvadi?\" How should I respond?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eYes. Bagan was once a royal capital, and the people of Bagan have made great efforts to create pagodas and stone pillars that show the religious prosperity, social prosperity, intellectual maturity, and courage of the Bagan martyrs, making them shout, “Oh, the Bagan era!”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe had no evidence to show that he was a monk. He had no evidence to show, except that he had water pots and said that the water was very cold when he drank it. His mother was a potter. However, she did not know when and what books she had read. When he was about to come down to Yangon, she stopped him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"What's the point? I'd rather run my own pottery business,\" my mother said.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Because my mother wanted to be a writer,\" he replied.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Other Websites","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":43098237927573,"sku":"","price":0.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_be88645d-fabe-421e-9f16-3e5d60fbbdd8.jpg?v=1745660464"},{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-ဘယ်သို့သောအကြောင်းကြောင့်","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - For what reason?","description":"\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eFor what reason?\u003c\/strong\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eChapter 1\u003c\/strong\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In a novel, you can stop where you want, but in real life, you can stop where you want.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It doesn't mean I'll leave it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"We will inevitably feel and experience the consequences of everything we do.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e These are the words of Saya Aung Thin. Ma Shwe Eain reads the words over and over again. The words of Saya Aung Thin are simple but full of meaning. She accepts them with pleasure. In the first paragraph,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“You can stop where you want in a novel, but you can't stop where you want in real life.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThese verses show the nature of not being possessed. Yes. If you stop where you want to stop in your life and get there, there is no such thing as being possessed. Being possessed. If you can't stop where you want to stop, you have to keep going in this life whether you want to or not. And if you stop in life, you will stop at the most beautiful, most youthful, most brilliant time. You will be defeated. Why do you want to live until you are old and have to give up everything?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe next verse is, \"We must inevitably feel and experience the consequences of everything we do.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I like this verse more. Every time I walk past the monastery, I hear the students sending their love. The sound of the love is in the end.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Kamāsaka - only one's own good and bad are their own property\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe teacher's words and this love letter are closely related. He fully supports the Buddha's logic that causes and effects. All the good and bad things we do are causes. We must experience and feel the consequences of these causes as if they were inherited. They are our own property. He closed the Sampae Phyu magazine containing the words of Teacher Aung Thin and did not continue to read it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHis friends would not know where he was, in the house where he lived, that there was a Ma Shwe Ein. He wanted to show them the verses of Saya Aung Thin. Ma Shwe Ein lived in a small house with thatched roofs on the middle road of Pyinma village. Her house was a long stilt house, overlooking the village road. The school where she worked was a primary school at the top of Pyinma village. At first, she thought about going to Pyinma village by bicycle with other teachers from Taung Dwin Gyi. Now she lives with Dwey Lay Bu in Pyinma village. Dwey Lay has no children except for one daughter. Her husband has passed away. Things are going well for her. It is also close to the school. Taung Dwin Gyi and Pyinma village are about 4 miles away.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEvery time he went to his school, he would go from the village school to the monastery. The chants of the young monks\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Only your own good and bad are your own.” I always heard the chant. When I heard these voices, I thought of Khin Mya Lin and Ruth. They were his two best friends when he was at university. These chants were not foreign to him. He grew up in Myanmar. Yes. Taungdwin was Myanmar, a Burmese town in the Anaga region, the township where four prominent figures in Burmese literature emerged. These voices were not foreign to him, but Ruth had heard them. Khin Mya Lin would never hear them again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDwelay Booma has a small shed in front of her long-legged house. When the sun is out, she dries rice, beans, and sesame seeds in the shed. At the top of the shed, she has planted three pots of roses. She puts sesame seeds in the roses. She waters them every day. The roses bloom in one pot and in another, so she can feed them every day. At least one flower blooms.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eFor drinking water, Dwey Lay Bu Ma and other villagers go to the village school in the evening to fetch water. For drinking water and watering the lotus, Ma Shwe Eain herself draws water from the public well in front of the house. They have two young people and Dwey Lay Bu Ma can live with them.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIf you plant a tree near the fence, the dust covers the leaves. You can't water it. That's why he plants roses in Kapyin Oo. The dust on the village road makes it impossible to reach the roses that are far away. Ma Shwe Eain takes care of the roses and the kitchen. After cooking, she goes to school. Ma Nge goes to the fields early in the morning. Sometimes, Dwey Lay Bu Ma said.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Girl, you always put roses on the Buddha, but you never put them on his head?\" The little Buddha didn't answer. Before he buried his life in this school, the flowers bloomed. He remembered the days when the flowers bloomed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eElementary school was a class of young children, and every morning he saw their innocent faces in green long-sleeved shirts and white shirts. The rest of the time, he remembered the story of \"There Were Three Friends.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eActually, he was not a childhood friend. His childhood was spent in Taungdwingyi. He met Ruth and Khin Mya Lin at the university. It was not as dusty as the village road. The dark asphalt road wound around the school, the leaves of the kankaw and the water chestnut were dripping with emerald juice, the grass in front of the Malasaung was laid with a green carpet and welcomed him. The time when he had to go up. .\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI don't want the little boy to see it. He was so handsome. Every morning when he went to school, he would have a rose in his hair. He would wear a long-sleeved white shirt and a tie. Sometimes he would wear a simple Japanese long-sleeved shirt with a flower pattern. He would never wear high heels. He would wear leather shoes and thin silk sandals. He would wear silk shoes at school receptions and at presentations.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Ha...ha, this is a mountain guide.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Your Majesty, look here. The princess has come out of Ma Shwe's house.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Khin Mya Lin often plays with Tae Tae Tae.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes, that's the style of this house.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"A person must have their own style.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “I think it's a style from the era when Sri Ketsara was founded.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The mountain cave is close to the city of Vishnu.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I don't know if the Vishnu queens will join in.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Taw, Lin is also looking for popcorn.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I often talk.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ma Shwe Eain is not angry. The three of them have been a couple that has attracted the attention of students since they started dating at school. Not because they are too cute, but because they combine three different styles.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eRuth is a northern Shan woman. Her mother is a Kasham woman, her father is a mining engineer, and her English husband. It was not the era of blouses. She wore sleeveless shirts and bras. It was the late nylon era, the era of American nylon, Japanese nylon, biscuit nylon, glass nylon and brocade. The silk, cotton and other fabrics were not yet in fashion. Ruth was a lady and sometimes wore blouses and short skirts.) When she dressed in Burmese, she always took care to match the color of her high-heeled shoes. The handkerchief tied around her waist smelled of Chanel perfume. For evening events, Ruth wore black lace. She had a western face and her mother's Shan blood.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eRuth's face, a combination of pale skin and yellow skin, often glows in the night light.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eLin also wears the same top and bottom, shirt and long-sleeved shirt when she goes to school. The colors she chooses are light and soft. For night parties, she wears dark-colored silk with silver embroidery and gold-embroidered brocade. Lin shares the same room with Ma Shwe Eain. She is busy with work when she is about to go to school. Ma Shwe Eain has not gotten up from the game yet. She is still studying. She takes a shower early. She can’t finish washing her hair. Her thick lips are full and her high cheeks are still slightly red. She always uses makeup on her face, which is fair. She doesn’t have short hair, but she has to style her hair in a bun. Then she picks out a set of long-sleeved shirts and long-sleeved shirts from the box, and if she likes it, she throws them on her bed. Ma Shwe Eain gets up from the table and takes a shower, but she is not finished. After applying makeup,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe went out to the school classroom, his clothes scattered on the bed. The old one was full of clothes to wash.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In the evening, after school, while Ma Shwe was ironing and cleaning the room, Lin Sutthi\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I’m late. I’m going to take a shower. Please fix this bra because the clasp is loose.” “Let’s go put on a new one, Lin. What’s the big deal?” “Oh… I’ve only got old ones. I’ll wash them. Only this one is new. Lin is not feeling well yet. Ko Tin Myint is waiting in the living room. He’s very diligent, no one has come yet.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eShe grabbed a towel and rushed out to take a shower. Ma Shwe Eain was the one who put her bra back on. When she came out of the bathroom, she had to apply makeup as usual. Then she took off her clothes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Please put the clip on the back.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Lin turned her back. Ma Shwe Eain had to fasten the bra back clip.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Is this the reason you're wearing this shirt and tie?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Lin turned her body forward and backward. Ma Eain was right on top of her.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Come on... come on... come on,” Ma Shwe Eain said as Lin walked out of the room. “What’s going on, Ma Shwe Eain? The clothes are scattered on the bed.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ruth entered the room.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Other Websites","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":43098239008917,"sku":"","price":0.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_355d9c8e-fa6c-4bc9-a9f8-9768d647429c.jpg?v=1745660468"},{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-မယ့်သည်းအိမ်","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - Maythe House","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eLike a pearl,\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e 'What kind of fish?'\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Strong bones, double-edged sword\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Sapphire crystal\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e To the pearls of the hair, the emeralds scattered\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The rare and strange \"winter flower\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Krangangzambu\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Buy Kyaiksu Kyi Nuk, Ponya Htut.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The grammar of the mind is broken. In the myth.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e With a bow, presented and offered\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The owner of the house is not the only one.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThat poem was written by Shin Ohn Nyo. In the high school poetry collection, the poem was called 'Winter Flower'. We had to learn the high school poetry collection in the 9th grade. Since then, the poems of Shin Maharatthasara, Shin Mahathilawansa, Shin Ohn Nyo, and Shin Teyzawsara have been ingrained in my heart. When I became a writer, I took the names of their poems and named my novels. For example, \"Shin Sa Rakhine Ta Saung Law `Winter Flower' etc.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI entered the literary world with short stories and became famous for my magazine-length novels, which are also called short stories. This is not a long novel (or a full-length novel), and it was my first novel.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs a late bloomer\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI would like to reiterate my message when the book was reprinted for the fourth time by the Kyik Nyunt Publishing House.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e When we reach this point, the winter flowers will bloom. My novel “Winter Flowers” ​​is not a novel based on the seasonal flowers that bloom in winter.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt is the name that has spread from Shin Ohn Nyo's winter flower to my heart.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Although the lotus is a seasonal flower (the flower of the autumnal month, near the end of the rainy season), the poet Ohn Nyo saw it bloom as a late flower in winter, and he described it in his poem, ``The rare and strange winter flower.''\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe novel was published in December 1953 by U Sein Hlaing (Meikthila-Bo Aye Maung) of U Oo Sapay. It was the first full-length novel by the writer to be published. The fourth printing was in January 1965, so it has already been twelve years since then.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIf it weren't for the publisher's full support when I wrote that book, I wouldn't have dared to touch the entire novel.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e At that time, U Sein Hlaing encouraged me to write. I also gave up. Why do I say give up? That was not only the era of the honchin, but also the era when publishers did not dare to publish someone like me who had no experience in honchin at all.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI think that because of fear and anxiety, I couldn't skillfully place the characters in my novel, I couldn't keep the plot together well, and the words weren't very dense.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHowever, \"Winter Flower\" seems to me to be a bit messy and chaotic, so now that it is in its fourth edition, I must thank the readers.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDrinking the dew for the fourth time\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“The characters in the novel Winter Flowers, along with the farmers from Kyimyindaing Village and Garden Village around the old capital of Inwa, have also gone through various eras, enduring hardships such as climate change, floods, the division of the leaders, and the lack of unity among the villagers. Just as they have gone through in my novel, they have also gone through various eras (as farmers and ranchers) outside of it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn this snowy winter, when my novel \"Winter Flower\" raised its head to drink the dew for the fourth time, the farmers in the fields around the Inwa area also wrote a message under the snow, \"May the land be happy and peaceful.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn that message, I explained in detail why I wrote the poem \"Winter Flowers.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA small river with emerald green water\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn fact, the 'Winter Flower' tattoo was conceived in my heart when I was married. My lover was still a lieutenant colonel in the military at the time. However, he was assigned to the position of commander of the Sitko District Military Personnel Battalion.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI couldn't go after the wedding, but a year later, in the fall, I went to visit him. At that time, the country was still unstable. It was the height of the rebellion.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOne day, he said, I went to the wedding of his friend, Saya Ko Maung Sein. He said that the teacher was a friend of his when he was a physical education teacher in Tada U. I went to the wedding with him. We went in his jeep.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe jeep crossed the Sagaing Bridge and headed towards Mandalay. But after the bridge, it turned right into the fields. It was not a cart road, nor a motor road. It was a real field. The road was rough, and finally we reached Kyi Myint Tai village. Kyi Myint Tai village is on the banks of the Myit Nge River. A little further on is Garden Village. Garden Village and Kyi Myint Tai village are separated by a small stream with little water and only two fields. We had attended a wedding reception, and I was relaxing alone on the riverbank. He was talking to his friend in the wedding house. The riverbank where I was sitting was covered with mango trees, and the water of the Myit Nge River was a beautiful emerald green. Garden Village and Kyi Myint Tai village are mostly farmers and weavers. Sometimes the Myit Nge River floods, causing farmers to suffer.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe elusive flower of peace\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e 'I don't know how long Major Mamara will stay, this place is not safe.'\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The driver, a young soldier, was talking to me, but I didn't pay attention to the surrounding situation. At the foot of the mango tree, I listened only to the murmur of the river.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOn the way back, I carefully looked at the chickpea and sesame fields outside the village. At that time, in our country, Burma, due to the oppression of the Thung Cheung, farmers were not able to cultivate. The government's assistance to farmers, such as the Amataw fee, also did not reach the farmers because of the dishonest people. The life was a life of giving and receiving.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the novel, the head of the village of Garden is Ko Ba San, and the leader of the village of Kyee Myin Daing is Ko Lu Shan. When the two leaders were united, the two villages were able to fight against natural disasters with unity. Later, the landowners and rice brokers from Mandalay and Amarapura did not like the farmers selling rice through the cooperative system, and the farmers did not obey their orders, so they removed the leader Ko Ba San from his position. Due to the pressure of the landowners and traders, Ko Lu Shan and Ko Ba San had a falling out. The farmers and farmers also became so hostile that they did not want to look at each other. In the village, the people of the landowners' side wanted to control the agricultural products. They destroyed the farmers' cooperative system and the cooperative sales. Some of them longed for the era of Bodaw Pagoda by overthrowing the king. Some of them were deceived by the lies of the In-naya gang. The villagers died because they did not accept modern and progressive methods of health care and instead treated diseases with traditional and unnatural methods.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the conflict between the two villages, Ko Ba San's lover, Ma Thita, was killed by the witchcraft of those who tried to kill him. Ma Thita's ashes were scattered in a pond. I wrote that in the middle of the pond, the ashes gathered and bloomed into a lotus flower. The lotus flower is a rare flower of peace. Since that lotus flower bloomed, the conflicts between the two villages have been peacefully resolved.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe fragrant scent of lotus flowers\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI have experience in the fields, but I am far from the field. At that time, I only saw beans, corn, sesame, and cotton plants for a moment when I passed by the fields. I really didn't know how to cultivate them, when to plant them, when to harvest them, the shape of sesame flowers, or the shape of chickpea flowers. To be sure of this information, I had to read and study agricultural books published by the Library.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI have not personally experienced the problems of the disease of the sorghum stalks in sesame fields, the \"green shoots\" that cause good flowers to not bloom and the sesame yield to be low, the fungus disease in chickpea plants, the cotton picking while it is still soft and the separation of good and bad cotton. I have read the book \"Sabre Beimaan\" and included it appropriately in the novel.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAlthough the story is based on the two women, Ma Thita and Ko Ba San, the two villages of Kyee Myin Daing and Kyaung Myint were used as the backdrop, and my novel depicts the situation in Burma at that time. Therefore, it can be said that it is a novel with a political background.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn my novel, both the characters and the villagers are burned. When the village leaders unite, their village is peaceful and solves any problems together. Later, due to the violence of Ko Lu Shan, the villagers try to kill Ko Ba San due to conflict. Ma Thita is killed by Ko Lu Shan while trying to report the death of her lover. I buried Ma Thita's ashes in the river, which she could not find peace for the rest of her life.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn my eyes, I painted the winter flower with longing for the time when the calm of the emerald green water and the fragrant scent of the lotus flower were intoxicating.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eReduce, reduce, Matthita\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe story begins with the big house in the garden village where the sisters Mathida and Masape were born. My Mathida was born into a large family, but only the household members worked, and her two sisters had to manage the farms alone. Mathida was a working girl, so her spirit was very strong. At the beginning of the story, my grandmother repeatedly warned Mathida, \"Leave it, Mathida.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNow, whenever I do something, I do it with great enthusiasm. I can't stand it, I can't sit still, and my friends tell me, \"Leave it, don't be lazy.\" Then I also came to my senses. My novel is a rebuke to me.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Tin Tun, a reader of my novels - my friend\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e'His ability to portray human nature so vividly makes his characters seem like living people. Every reader of Khin Hnin Yu\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e 'Reduce, reduce, Matthita'\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"They always remember the words. Whenever their spirits are so strong that they can't bear it anymore, they always use these words to console each other. Along with these words, we always remember the protagonist, Mathida. We respect Mathida's ability to be agile, caring, forgiving, patient, and responsible. Along with Mathida, we will always remember the actions of a village leader like Ko Ba San, who sacrificed his heart for the good of the entire village.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eTin Tun May commented.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSilver snowflake, winter spirit\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Anyway, my \"Reduce, Reduce, Don't Let Me Down\" has reached the public. Whether the plot is logical, the characters are natural, or not, we will only know by looking at the critics' comments.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e At the end of the novel -\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Now, the little ashes of the lotus flower bloom peacefully in the moonlight of the night. The lotus flower is not cheap. It is a rare 'winter flower' that blooms in late winter.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e However, for those who do not understand the meaning of this lotus flower, which carries the characteristics of coolness, coolness, and clarity, I wrote, \"Winter flowers are worthless.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the next month, the Winter Goddess, wrapped in silver snow, visits the human world. Every time the Black Goddess waves her silver wand, the sleeping winter flowers awaken.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e (Lonmalay Magazine, December 1986)\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45591029940373,"sku":"","price":5850.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/files\/001_71737f96-dcfd-4cb6-ba62-5cf67d25694c.jpg?v=1745660472"},{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-လာခြင်းကောင်းသော-လူကလေးမောင်မျိုးမင်း-နိုးကြားလာခြင်း","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - A good boy who has come","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eParamikamna\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e When it comes to a person's success or failure, they often refer to three main factors: \"luck, intelligence, and perseverance.\" Sometimes they also summarize it and say, \"It's luck. This person is lucky.\" \"He has bad luck,\" they say.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThey also understand that karma is \"work, and whatever you do, you will reap the benefits,\" and they tend to \"just make karma their own.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy niece and I live together at home. Since childhood, we have been in the same school, studied together, and passed the monthly exams without any hesitation. We were ranked first and second respectively. When she passed the tenth grade, she entered the medical school with three honors. My niece entered the veterinary school with two honors.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“What a difference in merit and karma, we went to the same school, graduated from the same medical school, and one of us went to medical school. How great would it be if we went to medical school together? My daughter has no talent to become a doctor,” her niece’s mother often said with a smile. It must be said that intelligence and diligence are the same, but talent and karma are different.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThat's why they often say \"luck, intelligence, and perseverance\" when it comes to success, isn't it?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy mother has two older brothers than my four sisters. My older brother joined the army during the revolution, and after the war he served as a general in Yamethin, Pyinmana, Taungoo, and Mingalardon. He fought in the black areas from time to time...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy younger brother has completed his criminal record and lives with us in Khema. A friend of my mother’s asked, “Even though he is not a soldier, he is a patriotic person. Only the eldest son was forced to join the army. Why don’t both of us join the army for the sake of the country?” My mother replied, “The younger son has to be looked after by his parents and sisters. The eldest son is already working to defend the country. If something happens, there will be only one son left. If both of us are in the army, we can’t trust fate.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDespite this, the elder brother, who was frequently sent to the front lines to fight, was unharmed, while the younger brother, who remained at home, died of typhoid fever at the age of 24.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The saying \"If you don't die, you don't lose your life\" and the twists and turns of fate are strange. In this case, I think I'll have to deal with the fate of my past life.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI have asthma and knee pain, and I have tried various treatments, but sometimes it's good and sometimes it's bad.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e My daughter recommended acupuncture treatment at Thingangyun Sanpya Hospital where she works. I met with Dr. Aung Myat Thwin, a doctor.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He is a specialist in anesthesiology and a Chinese acupuncture practitioner.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe needle insertion hurt, but it only hurt for a short time and the pain subsided after the insertion.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e (During acupuncture, the master often talks and asks questions.) I think the acupuncture pain is relieved by answering his questions.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAfter about four acupuncture treatments, my knee was so stiff that I could sit up straight. The pain when walking was relieved. The shortness of breath was also reduced. The pain from the wind was also greatly relieved. It was easier to walk and move around.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e When I had my fifth acupuncture, my daughter said, \"Dr. Mi Kyaw Thaung sent me to Singapore for treatment because the vocal cords in my neck were bad.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Yes, of course,\" he asked, still inserting the needle.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What is he doing to you?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Nope\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Aw... she's the daughter of the great writer Khin Hnin Yu. She's a writer, isn't she?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes, of course... Shit,\" I replied, gritting my teeth as I felt a sharp pain.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“What is the matter with you, Khin Hnin Yu?” the doctor asked, holding a needle in his hand and inserting it around his knee. He also asked about acupuncture. He also asked him about other things he wanted to know.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Although he already knew some things, he seemed to be asking questions to distract the patient (to distract him from the pain and focus his attention on the questions).\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Dr. Mi Kyaw Thaung is also an anesthesiologist,\" he said. \"I was so sore when they injected me.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes, of course...Shh...Get out...Get out\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “He is also very good. When he came to Yangon, he told young doctors what they should know. He is very good. He is very kind. Dr. Mi Kyaw Thaung has risen to the top and is very good.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI said nothing and rubbed the areas where the needles had been inserted. “What’s wrong with you, Daw Khin Hnin Yu?” I asked again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I think the doctor was trying to talk the patient into changing his mind before he finished the acupuncture.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Our eldest sister\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"\"Aw...his letters are so good. You're retired now, so why don't you write?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I wrote it.. it's all over\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I've never seen it. How long has it been since you wrote? What did you write?\" The doctor was very curious, and his questions were many.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I've been writing since around 1973. I've written for newspapers, and some magazines, including poetry, essays, and articles. But not much. It's sporadic.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe acupuncture is over and there is no more pain. It only took a moment for the acupuncture to be done, but it didn't hurt as much as the injection.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The doctor continued to speak.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Who is better, you or Khin Hnin Yu?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Ha..he's better, sir.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"You retired as an associate professor.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Even though he's an associate professor, he's not as good as him. Education is something that anyone can learn if they have the opportunity, right?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"\"You have to try\"\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes. When I was in my BA, he put me first before I went to university. The skills he was writing about were ones I couldn't have even if he taught me.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"That's genius.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNow that the acupuncture is over, I think the patient is really interested, not just talking to distract him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes. He and I were born and raised together, but when we encounter the same event, our feelings and thoughts are different. And he is persistent. He tends to make something happen.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Well...that's special. It's hard work.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “I want to tell you a similar story.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Whatever, I want to hear it too.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “She married Colonel Kyaw Thaung and one day, when my brother Kyaw Thaung needed 100 kyats to buy a gun, Ma Ma Su (Khin Hnin Yu) said that she got it from someone in the office. At that time, I think a gold coin was worth about 240 kyats.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“We live on Sule Pagoda Road. Ma Ma Suu Kyi works as the Prime Minister’s private secretary, so she can go to the office in Windermere. She doesn’t use the office car. She only goes to the office by bus.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “I was about to give Kyaw Thaung (100) baht back from the office in the evening when I realized that he had picked my pocket. Back then, I used to go to the office and school with just a bag.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Oh... that's right\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"My brother Kyaw Thaung was very angry and didn't say anything big. He's not a good woman, he can't even keep a hundred bucks safe. He's very careless,\" that's all he said.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Ma Ma Su cried and said, \"I'll show you the rope. Let's see what kind of woman Ma Khin Su is.\" She said with a disgruntled heart, \"I'll show you the rope. Let's see what kind of woman Ma Khin Su is.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Then I went to college and university and got a BA degree. I'm also trying my hand at literature. At university, Ma Suu studied Burmese language, world history, and Burmese history.\"\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45591031709845,"sku":"","price":5850.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/files\/001_4903955f-90e8-45f3-8eb9-d0cd92eb1941.jpg?v=1745660476"},{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-အတွတ်ရေ","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - Atut Re","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Dear Mr.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I am writing to you. I don't know where \"Mwee\" is while I am writing this letter. My mother also wrote to inform me of Ko Ko Naing's news, \"Atuk\".\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI live in a very remote area and I'm traveling a lot.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The newspaper did not arrive,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The radio I had was dead, so I had no connection to the city or to my mother.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It's thin.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e So, I apologize for not being able to come to Hmu Ye-sang when it was most important to Hmu.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn Hmu's circle, \"Atuk\" was known for being a person who never calculated time and was slow in everything, so this time, when Hmu was in so much trouble and could not find a solution, he had to explain again, as if he were blaming Hmu for not coming to Hmu's aid.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNow that I know about Ko Ko Naing's death, I want to tell you that the pain I feel is not greater than Hmwe's, but it is no less than Hmwe's. I want to run away again, but in another letter from Ma May, Hmwe left Taunggyi and did not reach Yangon. And Taunggyi did not go to just one place. It is known that he left with all his money and clothes. I want to apologize to my uncle in various ways.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI can't do it. Where are you going? It's so sweet.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I know, I know the character of a stubborn, loving, and unattractive girl.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI still remember, Hmwe, when we had to move to a school on the other side of the Wa Khema River, Hmwe and her sisters had to go to school together. When the water was strong and the rain was heavy, Hmwe would steer the boat herself and cross the river to the other side. Before we reached the other side, the river was full of people and we were afraid that we would get tired of rowing, so we asked for a turn to row, but Hmwe shook her head.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI had to paddle alone to reach the other side. In fact, at that time, I was a young and stubborn girl, and I felt a little bitter inside. I didn't value perseverance as a quality.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Now, calling Hmu stubborn isn't blaming Hmu, Hmu.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAt the moment, my health is failing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e 'No matter what you say, one life, one world, I think\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e If Ko Ko wins, I'll be in a state of shock after he's no longer in my arms.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e At this time, you shouldn't be stuck in a rut, wandering around aimlessly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSince I was young, I had been saying, \"Let me hold the paddle for a while.\" I handed the paddle to Atut, who was begging, and I took a leisurely stroll in Atut's lap.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e - I brought this up at the beginning of this story because it was not cute. I wanted to remind you of the time we spent together on the other side of the Thawka River, where we were born.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI don't want to be a fight anymore, I didn't call you \"ugly\" to make you angry like when you were young. I just wanted to show you that I still miss and love my hometown, Hmong.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Do you remember, Hmwe, when I first received the letter from Ko Ko Naing, Hmwe told me to read it all, so I read it all. The letter was almost as long as a poem. While reading it,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI regretted it. I felt that Ko Ko Naing should have gotten Hmwe. Even though he was a military officer, if we use his feelings precisely in the present, it is effective and artistic in presenting reality as it is.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIf you start by offering love to a girl like Hmu with the words, \"Sixty-four good times, blood and body alike,\" then Ko Ko Naing will have to successfully retreat here because\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Hmu's talent is based on the natural foundation of perseverance and a strong work ethic. The beauty of a girl born with the foundation of perseverance and a strong work ethic is like a waterfall.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIf you start a love letter to a woman with the words \"Sixty-four good things\" in this way, every sensible girl will know that this man is cheating on me and will back down.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAt that time, I thought... Isn't it only a soldier who can fight decisively? He also thought that he can present his ideas with artistic talent.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e If Hmu Ko Ko Naing spoke in military language,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe strategy of the death penalty was correct. On the other hand, the way he treated the love of the elders and the sweet girl with ``little care'' and approached the sweet girl's guardian mother was also correct.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e.' There was not a single word of violence in the request for Hmwe's love. There was no insult or bullying. To put it bluntly, Ko Ko Naing had only forced her to kiss him, saying, \"I can't help but kiss him, and I can't stand it when a girl is being abused.\" If Hmwe had to take Ko Ko Naing, what would Hmwe's marriage be like?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eYou will never succeed. You will be in a state of constant fear. I have learned a lot from this.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Let me write about it as an opportunity. I met a Karen female school teacher in Pauk. She was from Pantanaw. She said that she had moved to Pauk because she was appointed as a high school teacher. As we chatted, she told me.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Five years ago, the Shan Rifle Battalion (1) arrived in their territory.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e At first, the Shan (1) were known for eating human flesh, and they were greatly feared as innocent people.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e They were terrified, there were those who were in a hurry, but there were also those who were peacefully interacting with their own people.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"There are Karen men who want to live in peace, sharing the same land and drinking the same water.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Later, Shan (1) showed how gentle his treatment was, even if there were minor mistakes in his treatment of Comrade Ta Cho, he would not let them go.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe people of the land forgave the rebels and the situation reached a point where the Kachin people themselves were reporting, helping, and providing intelligence.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e ``The Shan (1) Battalion gave a large donation and forcibly summoned the villagers from the village border.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKaren men of all religions, “Women come and help, we help ourselves, we eat and drink while we donate, and the wives of officers in this battalion don’t know that they are officers’ wives, they wash dishes and sweep the floor, and we see them working together, and we love them too.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSo Atuk asked who the battalion commander was at that time and he said, \"Major Naing.\" \"Well, your birthday is not just about asking for a woman's love, but also about asking for the love of the local people, so please go and organize in a gentle and honest way.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI learned another lesson. Once, I met an old Shan comrade named U Aik Yaw in Hsipaw. He told me that when he was serving in Shan (1), he was a Shan (1)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe battalion was stationed in Panthat near Maubin. He was a Mali comrade who had repaired the battalion commander's house. He was passionate about agriculture. When the rice problem was difficult, the comrades also faced it with the local people. So the battalion commander's wife\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He left two pounds of all his rice, and gave the rest to U Aik Yau, his family, and his children.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMany Shan soldiers were forced to share their marriages with each other, and Shwe Kyin shared with the Shan woman Nan Mya Sein. Nan Mya Sein also received some rice pills and four pills.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e -,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e - And then, Thingyan Day arrived, and it was the day of the festival.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs the Shan people traditionally do, they held a kick-off party for the battalion commander and his wife, and when they started kicking, the battalion commander's wife said, \"Forgive me, but even though we are in different ranks, I will kick the Shan men who are older every day.\" The Shan soldiers who were kicked were shocked. Now that he has retired, he has only left to farm in Hsipaw, and he always remembers the time he spent in this battalion.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAtuk asked. Atuk asked who the battalion commander was at that time, “The major can do it.” Atuk’s head shot up like a chicken. It was Ko Ko Naing who showed the Shan men the meaning of eating together, going together, living together, and sitting together without preaching a single sermon, but showed them his inner feelings and actions.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEvery time I thought about it, Hmu, who had been so deeply loved by such a person, must have deeply appreciated this love. Hmu felt even more sorry for her.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Other Websites","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":43098250870933,"sku":"","price":0.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_b5da9102-b84e-44a8-b296-b1086cbffcb5.jpg?v=1745660479"},{"product_id":"ခင်နှင်းယု-အိပ်မက်-ဝတ္ထုတိုများ","title":"Khin Hnin Yu - Dream Short Stories","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDream world\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Mom\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIf I could have known from the past, I would have been surprised to see my daughter living the life of a “writer.” A “writer” is not a writer yet, Mom. The word “teacher” still has the characteristic of “being able to teach.” A “writer” can only present the reasons for what is happening. It cannot instruct anyone yet, Mom.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn fact, my mother taught me about life while I was alive, so I am writing to my daughter alone. My daughter has experienced many joys and sorrows in her life. The way she thinks about these joys and sorrows, the way she thinks about them, the way she studies them, the way she analyzes them, is what my mother taught me.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAfter my mother died, the world became wider, Mom. I really mean it, Mom. As the world became wider, my daughter ran after me, and I was tired of reading and studying. Before, there was only a daughter's role in the designated field of daughter, daughter's ability to dance, and there was no beauty, Mom. When Mom was gone, there were only 12 types of dances. There was a mother's role. There was a father's role as a money-maker. There was a social relationship role. And since I still couldn't stand myself, there was also a student's role called \"trying to learn,\" Mom.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSo, my daughter, aren't there many rooms? My daughter, isn't the world spacious? When I say \"spacious,\" I mean \"comfortable.\" In fact, if you live in a large house, you can't describe the comforts and joys of living there.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs for me, I'm participating as a \"worker\" and the world is as vast as it is beautiful, my dear. The corner is not even narrow.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e My mother would assume that my daughter is weak because she can't do her work properly. That's right, mother, in fact, my daughter is weak. She doesn't have the talent. But she can't do it, mother. She doesn't want to do it, but she has to do it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eYou can't limit your mind to just trying to make money. You can't limit your mind to just trying to write.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIf a family member gets sick again, they have to leave work and run to the doctors. They also get sick one by one, which is pitiful. After my mother is gone, my daughter will have to take care of them, right? Even though I don't have money for treatment, I still have to run around to earn money.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNo matter how much I taught my mother about the world and the Dhamma when she was alive, my daughter is not very skilled in the world. Since my Dhamma is not as complete as my mother, my daughter also does not have much patience in her heart. So, just as a mother is good at dealing with the world, my daughter is not good at dealing with it. I cannot follow in my mother's footsteps, mother.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAfter my mother died, I was so angry inside that I didn't know what to do. My daughter's pride, her insufferable stubbornness, her stubbornness that never wanted to bow down (I mean, I don't want to accept the idea of ​​vanity, my mother always had to do what I had to do), and her fragile, easily volatile mind, no one to control, were there to control her.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the past, I was brave enough to go through life. No matter what, Mom and Dad were behind me. Now I feel a little sad, Mom. I feel sad thinking about how many mistakes I will make in the future.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAnd then, when I was old enough, I was always busy with outside work. Whenever I encountered trouble or failed, I would run to my mother, bow my head, and cry. When I lost, I would tell her about my losses and not a single thing. In fact, my mother gave me my worries. My daughter was a very brave and timid girl. She relied on her mother a lot, and she always looked up to her mother. My mother was my confidant, my confidant, my confidant.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMother would say, “Before my mother passed away, I would have left with my daughter a person who would have been my life’s companion. That’s right, mother. The person my mother left behind was really good. My mother is a very good person. The way she contemplates the world and the Dhamma in her heart is also like my mother’s. My daughter likes the Dhamma in her mind more. But why doesn’t my daughter run to her arms when trouble comes, and why doesn’t she tell me everything she’s lost and won, just like she told her mother?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"We have women,\" she wanted to answer. It's hard, Mom. Women are really hard. Mom, I don't keep everything hot in my heart. I just throw it away.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e My husband, I don't want him to know about my troubles. I don't want him to feel the same way I feel. I hide it, I suppress it, I keep it hidden, I keep it bottled up inside. Don't tell me.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy mother would laugh. She would say that she was a girl who was always busy. \"I'll tell you that their husbands know better.\" When I told her, my mother told me, and my daughter admitted it. Isn't it the same with women, mother? When I was young, my mother had some unpleasant things. I never told my father, right?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSometimes I think about it carefully. Why do I only tell my boyfriend about happy things and not about my troubles?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e My mind immediately responded, \"I miss my husband.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThat's right. That's right. I don't want to get too emotional. But after that answer, a really specific answer came out. Because \"I don't believe it.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIf they heard this from their daughter, they would not be able to tolerate men who have to act as \"husbands\" in the world. They would question whether they are not worthy of being trusted as much as a mother.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Actually, Mom, let me whisper to you, \"I really don't trust them.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNo matter what a daughter does, no matter what crimes she commits, and in the end, she causes trouble for her mother, if she just rests her head in her mother's lap, her heart melts and she forgives her daughter with an immeasurable love, doesn't it?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMen can't: Mom, even if I don't do anything wrong and bow my knee and cry, if they don't want me, I can't help but run away.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAnd speaking of troubles, I can't just pour out everything that's hot inside me and say it like my mother said. If I just talk about all the worries and sorrows that I have every day, I'll soon be called \"A hot-tempered girl who is very hot-tempered, Mom. Of course, Mom. I've seen my brothers and sisters who ran away. I've seen my sisters who were abandoned.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBecause of these reasons, my daughter is very secretive. She doesn't keep anything to herself like she used to. The open and intrusive feelings that she used to have to say out loud have disappeared. I think nature has taught women to be more sensitive.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy daughter's letter is very long, so please be patient and read it, Mom. It's been a long time since I told you. It will be four years since my mother and daughter separated next year, on the full moon of Kason.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e So, I'll tell you why I became a writer.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs I walk through the cycle, I feel like my daughter is filled with sorrows and joys. Some things I can't solve. My mother is no longer here, and I don't dare to tell anyone about my inner problems. When I succeed, it doesn't matter. When I lose, there's nothing more satisfying than smiling and hiding my aching heart, Mom. At these times, my daughter wants to lay her head on my mother's lap and cry like she did when she was little, Mom.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy older sister, “Ko” also rarely spends time with her daughter. So, my daughter walked in the footsteps of her mother. One day, my daughter went to a celebration. I thought it was a celebration of a “writer.” At that celebration, “Dr. Chin Aung” said something.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“My dear, fiction is a place where humans can escape and hide. When humans get bored with their real surroundings, they pick up a novel and travel to the world of fiction. They escape from the suffering they are currently experiencing and hide in the world of fiction.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe said a lot. But this sentence stuck in my mind. When I got home, I kept thinking about it. When I got home, I couldn't stop thanking Dr. Tin Aung. Because this great man had shown me a way out of this suffocating world.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eFrom that day on, my daughter started writing letters. When I was having trouble breathing, when I was feeling overwhelmed and overwhelmed, I started writing letters. When those letters came out as novels, my daughter became a writer. In fact, my daughter ran away from her immediate surroundings and entered the world of writing for a while. When I was writing, Mom, I really forgot about the immediate world. My daughter was happy. So, in the two years that I started writing carefully, my daughter's health improved. Her cheeks started to swell again. There was no longer a time when people were lying in bed like before, Mom.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"When you're done writing, where are you going, my daughter?\" the mother might ask. \"You've created a world, Mom. You're going to live in that world.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Did your mother's eyes widen? She would be surprised, holding her chest in her hands. Oh, my... she would be surprised. \"My daughter created a world,\" so it's surprising.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThat world is a “dream world.” A world created in my imagination, Mom. Walking under the scorching sun before reaching the office, I was sweating profusely. This would not happen if my daughter was tired and exhausted. Could it be that my daughter hated the crowded bus life? So my daughter created the sun rays to be warm.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the winter, when the sun is warm, the birds and bees fly around happily, right? My daughter imagined that we too would be happy to wander around in the sunshine.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the evening, when I had to rush back to the teacher's office before class, my stomach was full of hunger. At that time, it was the time when those who could study at the university were finishing their studies, and big cars would pass by my daughter with a loud bang. My daughter was still running home with her school bag on her shoulder.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eLooking at all that, my daughter misses big cars and college friends, right? That's impossible, Mom. Such fantasies are called baseless, Mom.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e My daughter, if you run quickly to your teacher and study, you will forget about the boring and tiring world. Isn't that good, Mom?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI'll get back to the rain. When it rains, there's nothing more annoying than the rain that falls before I get to the office. No matter how much I wear an umbrella, my whole body gets wet, and when I get to the office, I'm shivering. So, I have to turn the raindrops into raindrops. Suddenly, the raindrops become my friends, and I play happily with them on the street. 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သာမန်စစ်ဗိုလ်လေးဘဝကနေ ဧကရာဇ်ဘုရင်မင်းမြတ်ကြီး ဖြစ်လာလို့လား၊ နပိုလီယံ ဗိုနာဘတ် မင်းဆက်မင်းနွယ်ကို ပထမဆုံး စတင်တည်ထောင်သူရဲ့ စာမို့လို့\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eလား၊ ဂုဏ်ကိုလိုက်ပြီး သူ့စာတွေဟာ ကမ္ဘာကျော်ခဲ့ရတာလား။ ဒါကိုတော့ ကျွန်တော်မသိ။ ရာဇဝင် သုတေသီတွေ ကျွန်တော့်ထက်ပိုသိမှာပေါ့။ အမှန်တော့ အသည်းစားဘုရင်ကြီးပေါ့။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eလူ့လောကများ သိပ်အံ့သြဖို့ကောင်းတာပဲ။ ဧကရာဇ် မင်းမျိုး မင်းနွယ်၊ မင်းဆက်တွေက ပြင်သစ်လူထုကို ညှဉ်းပန်း နှိပ်စက်လို့ ပေါ်ပေါက်လာရတဲ့ ပြင်သစ်တော်လှန်ရေးကြီး၊ ဒီကမ္ဘာ\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eကျော် ပြင်သစ်တော်လှန်ရေးက ပေါက်ပွားလာတဲ့ စစ်ဗိုလ်လေး နပိုလီယံက ဘယ့်နှယ် ဘယ့်နှယ့်၊ တော်လှန်ရေး လမ်းစပျောက်ပြီး သူကိုင်တိုင် ဧကရာဇ်ဘုရင်အဖြစ် သူ့ကိုယ်သူ ကြေညာပြီး အသက်ဦးဆံပိုင်ဘုရင်ခေတ်ကိုပဲ ပြန်လည် အသက်သွင်းခဲ့တယ်။ ဂျိုးဇက်ဖင်းကို မိဖုရားခေါင်ကြီးအဖြစ် တင်မြှောက်တဲ့ နေရာမှာ ဂိုဏ်းချုပ်ကြီးတွေကသာ ဘုရင်မိဖုရားတွေကို သရဖူဆောင်း ခဲ့ပေမယ်လို့ သူဧကရာဇ်ဖြစ်တော့မှ သူကိုယ်တိုင် ဆောင်းပေးခဲ့ တယ်လို့ ကျွန်တော်ဖတ်ဖူးပါတယ်။ ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e“ ဒါပေမယ့်လည်း ဂျိုးဇက်ဖင်းကို မတွေ့ခင်က အရပ်သူကအစ သူစစ်တိုက်လို့နိုင်တဲ့ တိုင်းပြည်ငယ်လေးတွေက မင်းသမီးတွေ အဆုံး၊ မိန်းမတွေရဲ့ အသည်းအမျိုးမျိုးကို ကင်လိုကင် ဖုတ်လိုဖုတ်ပြီး ပြင်သစ် အရက်ချိုနဲ့ မြည်းခဲ့တဲ့ နပိုလီယံ အသည်းစားဘုရင်ကြီးကို ဘယ်သူမှ မမေ့ခဲ့ကြဘူးနော်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eကျွန်တော်ကိုတော့ မေ့ကြပါပြီ။ ကျွန်တော်က နပိုလီယံမှ မဟုတ်ဘဲကိုး။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eဒါပေမယ့် နပိုလီယံလိုကမ္ဘာကျော် မဟုတ်သော်လည်း မိန်းမ တွေကို အသည်းခွဲတမ်း ကစားတဲ့ နေရာမှာတော့ နပိုလီယံ မသာ သော်လည်း တန်းတူလိုက်နိုင်တယ်လို့ ကိုယ့်ကိုယ်ကို ဖော်ကောင် လုပ်ပါရစေ ဒေါ်ခင်နှင်းယုခင်ဗျား။ ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eဟုတ်တယ်။ ကျွန်တော် ဖော်ကောင်လုပ်ရမယ်၊ ကျွန်တော် ဝန်ခံရမယ်၊ အသည်းနာနာနဲ့ ဖွင့်ဟ ထုတ်ဖော် ဝန်ခံရတော့မယ်။တကယ်လည်း ကျွန်တော်အသည်းတွေဟာ အရက်ကြောင့် အသည်းကြွပ်ရောဂါ၊ အသည်းကျွမ်းရောဂါဖြစ်ခဲ့ပြီကိုး။ ခုခေတ် မြီးကောင် ပေါက်တွေလို အသည်းကွဲစာရေးရတော့မယ်လို့ အထင် မသေးပါနဲ့နော်။ ဆုံးအောင်လည်းဖတ်ပါ။ စာရေးလေ့မရှိတော့ တောင်းပန်ရသေးတယ်။ ထပ်မံပြီး ပြောပါရစေ။ ။ ဒီစာရေးသူ ကျွန်တော်ဟာ တင်အောင်ထွန်းပေါ့။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eဒေါ်ခင်နှင်းယုကိုယ်တိုင် မွေးထုတ်တဲ့ ဇာတ်ကောင် အသီး သီးမှာ မွေးထုတ်သူကိုယ်တိုင် ပစ်ပယ်ခံရ၊ အမေ့ခံရ၊ ဝိုင်းပယ်ခံရတဲ့ တင်အောင်ထွန်းပါပဲ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e“မွှေး” ၊ “ကုသိုလ်ကြမ္မာမှီပါခဲ့” ၊ “အတွတ်ရေ” ဒီစာအုပ်သုံးအုပ်စလုံးကို ကျွန်တော်ဖတ်ခဲ့ပြီးပါပြီ၊ ဒီသုံးအုပ် ကိုဖတ်ပြီးတော့မှ ဒီစာကို ဒေါ်ခင်နှင်းယုဆီ ကျွန်တော်ရေးမိတာပဲ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eဒေါ်ခင်နှင်းယုဟာ ဇာတ်ကောင်အသီးသီးဖြစ်ကြတဲ့မွှေး။ ကိုကိုနိုင်၊ အတွတ်တို့ကို ပွဲထုတ်ပြီးခဲ့ပေမဲ့ ကျွန်တော် တင်အောင် ထွန်းကိုတော့ မေ့ကျန်ရစ်ခဲ့လို့လား၊ စိတ်နာကြည်းလွန်းလို့လား၊ ဗီလိန်သို့မဟုတ် ငမိုက်သား၊ မုဆိုး၊ အသည်းစားကောင်ကို မုန်းလွန်း လို့လား ဒေါ်ခင်နှင်းယုရယ်။ တင်အောင်ထွန်းဆိုတဲ့ အကောင်ကို\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eအေမီနဲ့ လက်ထပ်ပြီးတဲ့နောက် ဒေါ်ခင်နှင်းယုရဲ့ မွန်မြတ်တဲ့ ဇာတ်စင်ပေါ်ကို ဆွဲတင်မပြတော့ဘူး။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eမတရားဘူးလို့တော့ မစွပ်စွဲလိုပါဘူး။ ဒါပေမင့် လောကရဲ့ ဇာတ်သဘင်ကို အညီအမျှ ရှုတတ်သူသာ ဒေါ်ခင်နှင်းယု ဖြစ်ခဲ့ရင်\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eတော့ ကျွန်တော် တင်အောင်ထွန်းကို ငယုတ်မာကြီး ဘဝအနေနဲ့ပဲ ဖြစ်ဖြစ်၊ အသည်းစား မုဆိုးအခန်းကပဲဖြစ်ဖြစ် ကျွန်တော့ကို ကပြခွင့် တစ်နေရာတော့ ပေးသင့်ပါတယ်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e| ကျွန်တော်လျှောက်လဲပါရစေဦး။အီဂျစ်ဘုရင် ဖာရောက်လို အသည်းစားဧကရာဇ် ဖြစ်ရုံမက တိုင်းပြည်ရဲ့ ရေနံတွင်းတွေကို ကိုယ်ကျိုးအတွက် ရောင်းစားတဲ့ ဘုရင်တွေကျတော့ ဘုရင်ရင့်မာကြီးမို့လိုလားဗျာ၊ သူတို့အကြောင်းကို တခမ်းတနားပွဲထုတ်ခွင့် ကမ္ဘာ့စာပေမှာ ရခဲ့ပါတယ်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eကျွန်တော်ကတော့ သာမန်လူတစ်ယောက် ဖြစ်ပါတယ်။ ဒေါ်ခင်နှင်းယုဟာ ဘက်မလိုက်စာရေးဆရာ ဖြစ်ခဲ့ရိုးမှန်ရင် ကျွန်တော့်ကို ဒေါ်ခင်နှင်းယုရဲ့ တခြားဇာတ်ကောင်များနဲ့ အတူ အသိ အမှတ်ပြုစေ ချင်တယ်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eဒီစာကို မွှေးရဲ့ အပါးမှာ ကျွန်တော်ရောက်နေရင်းကနေ ရေးတယ်ဆိုရင် ဒေါ်ခင်နှင်းယု အံ့ဩမှာပဲ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e“အတွတ်ရေ ဝတ္ထုတစ်အုပ်လုံးမှာ များသောအားဖြင့်ဇနက္က ဇာတ်တော်လာ စကားလုံးတွေကို အများဆုံးသုံးခဲ့တယ်။ ကျွန်တော် လည်း ရင်ထဲကလှုပ်ရှားလာလို့ စာရေးချင်လွန်းလို့သာ ရေးရတယ်။ မွှေးတို့ ကိုကိုနိုင် အတွတ်တို့လိုတော့ စာရေး 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I had just gotten married, but I didn't take care of my younger sister. However, while my two sisters were watching, she got a degree and became a teacher at a university. Ma Kyay Yoon was no longer a teenager, but I always worried about her like a child.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy biggest flaw is my fear and hatred of men, even though I'm married.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOne morning, he and I were walking along the streets of Bagan. That day, the streets of Bagan were green after the rain. 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After passing about three houses, we slowly approached Inya Saung.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn front of a house on the right, there is a large Chinese proverb tree. In front of the tree, an old woman is standing on the road, following us. Her hips are extremely wide, and her body is so fat that her belly skin seems to cover her waist.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ma Kyamong giggled like a child.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What's wrong with you, Ma Mong?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Oh... In your novel, the old man walks down this Bagan road. A young woman walks in front of him. In describing this, the author carefully depicts the beauty of the young woman walking in front. Her hips are round and round like a bowl, and when she walks, she feels like she is returning to her youth and is full of sensual pleasures.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI read it as Ma Kyaw Mon said and I liked the way the teacher was thinking. However, I didn't understand why he was laughing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"That's not funny..\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I said.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Mama Hmoon said, ‘Look at the woman in front of us, compare her to the young woman in the story of the teacher’s story.’”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He laughed again without saying anything.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I don't believe it... the baby is crying, I'll go and get her.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I whispered.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e We reached the end of Bagan Road and turned right towards Inya.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “After reading that novel, I felt something different in my heart,” Ma Kyaw Mon continued.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"We treat older men who are older than us without any worries and are friendly. As you say, old people can be very emotional, so where can we be sure to treat them?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe was a student of philosophy at university. I was a student of two historical sciences. So we had different perspectives when we talked. But here we were in agreement.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Hey... Men are not as reliable as young men. In fact, they are like poisonous creatures. It is better to be careful when you treat them. When their poison is at its peak, it is dangerous for women. When we were in 10th grade, our principal always said, “In your era, the relationship between boys and girls has become more intimate, and we cannot force it like in the old days. So, if we treat people in accordance with the times, it is not important to treat young people intimately. We always said that we do not want them to be intimate with old people.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMa Kyayon saw it and thought about it. I continued.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What the teacher said is true. Being an old man, you already understand women, and you already know how to handle a woman, so older men are more dangerous to our girls.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Well... yes, it's beautiful, even if you're a young man with a limp and a limping leg. It's more painful for me to be married to an old man.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The mirror gave its own answer.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Aye Kwe... I'm still not brave enough to trust men.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMa Kyaw Mon laughed again. As we walked that morning, my two sisters were discussing men. I had originally thought that men were “servants of desire,” and we discussed them based on that view.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI don't know what Ma Kyi Yoon's attitude towards men is, but he gave me a conclusion.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"You don't care about Ma Ma Hmung very much. You're so cold. I can't imagine why Ma Ma Hmung hates men when she has such a family.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He said.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I don't hate you, I'm just afraid,\" was all I replied.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e ***\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAbout a week later, my mother's cousin, Daw Lay, came to our house. She had a full butt, like the kind of water-filled bank that writers like to draw. Her full butt was delightful on a long, slender figure. She had a slim waist and a wide chest, and she must have been very beautiful in her youth. Her eyebrows were thick like ours. But her skin was not as dark as ours. Her lips, under her high nose, were full and kissable when she was young.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI thought to myself that even though I was no longer a virgin, I was still beautiful at the age of 40.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy aunt said she wanted to see me. “If you are not a good person, please give me five hundred shillings.” She put the five hundred shillings in my hand. My aunt’s face was not happy. I know my aunt’s story. My aunt had a concubine before she turned 30. But now, 3-4 years later, my aunt has told me not to come to her house, so she has stopped coming in and out altogether.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the past, my aunt used to prepare a big meal for my uncle and feed him properly, as if she didn't know that he had a concubine. She took care of him gently. We were young and didn't talk about our aunt. Since she broke up with my uncle, my aunt has been running her own sawmill. 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