{"title":"University Honor","description":"\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/my.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/%E1%80%90%E1%80%80%E1%80%B9%E1%80%80%E1%80%9E%E1%80%AD%E1%80%AF%E1%80%9C%E1%80%BA%E1%80%98%E1%80%AF%E1%80%94%E1%80%BA%E1%80%B8%E1%80%94%E1%80%AD%E1%80%AF%E1%80%84%E1%80%BA\"\u003eThe author's autobiography\u003c\/a\u003e","products":[{"product_id":"တက္ကသိုဘ်ဘုန်းနိုင်-ညနက်နက်မှာလထွက်ခြင်း","title":"University of Phonaing - Moonrise in the dead of night","description":"\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\" 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 Unbelievable..., ah...unbelievable, but believable, Ko Hla Wai is still grieving the truth of the matter.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe meaning of truth... how should the words appear in the heart, how should they appear on the surface... the words should be appropriate to the situation.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Look, a graveyard... ah... what in this world is closer to the true meaning of Dharma than a graveyard?...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eTruth is what it is. A person does not follow my wishes. Whether he likes it or not, whether he invites it or rejects it, he follows his own wishes and does his work. So...death is the nature of truth.... The cemetery is the symbol, the sign of the nature of truth....\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe problem is... the cemetery is beautiful.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Hla Wai's mind was filled with a strange feeling because he thought the cemetery was beautiful. However... beautiful, it was indeed beautiful.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The cemetery is beautiful because it is different from other cemeteries.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA stone's throw away... the beach, the sand from the beach is smooth, wide, and low. The tide is still high, so the waves of the sea are still far away. The roar of the waves has not yet been heard. The sea has not yet shown its fury. The mist has descended in the eight directions... the silver dew is like a dewdrop, and the whole sea of ​​Myanmar is free of fury on this day. The sea water is green and blood-red in the distance. At the end of the beach, the broken waves are white.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe mountain elephants on both sides of the crescent-shaped bay are also beautiful. Isn't it beautiful? The moon is covered in mist in the eight directions. It is called blue mist in the language. In fact, it is not blue, it is just a beautiful dull gray. It is also thin. The mountain elephants' trunks that can be seen through the beautiful dull gray and thin layers of mist can be said to be blue.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThere is no forest on the coastal highlands, including the cemetery. However, in the more inland areas, coconut groves and forests are dark and green.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe cemetery is actually a small hill. The only land connecting the cemetery to the land is a small field with only a few stumps left. The hill slopes down to the northwest, with a small stream running through it. On the other side of the stream, in the lowlands, are salt ponds.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe cemetery is not very large, ah...how large or narrow it is is hard to say, because there are no signs to show where the cemetery begins and ends, no caves or maps, just a plain, sandy hill. It is just a plain, unmarked hill crossed by a dirt road and a cart path. When he arrived, Ko Hla Wai followed the path and cart path to the village. He followed the same path and cart path back to the Marine Biology Camp where he was staying. He passed through the hill without knowing what it was. A small piece of land that he had passed on his journey. Ko Hla Wai smiled a smile that was not a smile.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhat..., A piece of land that we passed through on our journey... Let's be poetic, Oh... That's right, It's even good enough to compose a verse of poetry..., Truly, a cemetery is a piece of land that every living being... has passed through on their journey. \"Hmm... Why don't people explain the meaning of the word cemetery? .\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAt that moment, the four villagers were filling the pit with soil as the conclusion of their work, and the sound of the earth falling made Ko Hla Wai feel as if he had woken up from a dream.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In fact... these days, Ko Hla Wai feels like he's dreaming. Because it feels like he's dreaming,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA variety of emotions were surging inside him...he didn't even know what he was feeling, and because he didn't know what to feel, he was like a person without emotions.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e A beautiful feeling welled up inside him as he heard the sound of the earth falling into the pit. A feeling of emptiness.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo Hla Wai stood motionless under the shade of a single, upright tree. He didn't say anything or do anything about what they were doing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In fact, she was an expert in how to bury the dead, and she watched quietly from the sidelines as the experts did it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOh...it's over now. Suddenly his chest felt tight and tight.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e A man has gone... On the path of samsara, a man has passed through a small piece of land.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e With that, Ko Hla Wai stepped out from under the shade of the tree. He threw three or four stones of earth into the almost full field. That was all he had to do, what else was there to do?.......\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo Hla Wai brushed the dirt from his hands and stretched his hunched back, looking around.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The cemetery was still different from the cemetery until a small map appeared.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Oh... a funeral procession is different from a funeral procession, completely different.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThere were only four people... ten or fifteen. Everything was so quiet. There were no cries or cries of sorrow. There were no sounds. The funeral was so... different from a funeral...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Oh... a person who is gone, leaving no one to cry. Ko Hla Wai frowned involuntarily.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThat's right. There is no one to cry. But there is one who is surrounded by tears. That one is...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Hla Wai looked at Bai Bi again with tear-filled eyes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Some people have already returned. One of the four men from earlier was poking a short stick into the base of the tree.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThree or four leagues from the map, there is a thicket of thorns. Two old women are sitting cross-legged in the shade of the thicket. Two children are sitting near them.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The boy is about three years old, and the girl is about five years old.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe boy was looking at the map with big round eyes. There were no tears in his eyes, and his face was not pale. He didn't seem to understand anything. He just stared at the adults with a look of amazement and interest.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe girl wasn't crying, but there was a look of sadness on her face. I think it would be more accurate to say she was scared and trembling rather than sad.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Only now did Hla Wae enter cautiously. She also blamed herself for being so sleepy earlier.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo Hla Wai walked slowly and stopped near the two children. Ko Hla Wai's eyes quickly met the little girl's. Those little eyes spoke. They expressed worry, fear, weakness, everything.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Looking at Ko Hla Wai, the little girl, for some reason, reached out and grabbed her brother's small arm.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe man looked at Hla Wai from head to toe. He stared at Hla Wai, who was standing there in black shoes, gray checkered pants, and a light blue checkered shirt, as if he were looking at a strange creature.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Hla Wai put on a sweet face and offered her hand to the boy.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe child didn't pull her hand, didn't pull her, and instead turned around and pulled away from her sister's hand, running down the path towards the village. The girl glanced up at Ko Hla Wa and ran after her brother.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e An old woman, without saying anything, ran away with two children.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe other one stood up and commented to Ko Hla Wai. \"It's still raw, the blood will tell soon enough.\" \u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Other Websites","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":42481860509845,"sku":"","price":0.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_48c18a25-a3bc-4390-a460-a335404ffc15.jpg?v=1730270711"},{"product_id":"တက္ကသိုဘ်ဘုန်းနိုင်-နှင်းငွေ့တစ်ထောင့်မိုးတစ်မှောင့်","title":"University of Phonaing - A Corner of Snow and a Corner of Rain","description":"\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\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\n\n \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e(\u003c\/strong\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003ea)\u003c\/strong\u003e\n\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe winter has already passed. The winter has already passed, and in the evening, the snow mist is floating and hazy. It is so blue that it looks like fog. However, fog is a summer thing. It is not a winter thing. And fog has no smell, at least I think it has no smell. Snow has a smell. It cannot be said that it is fragrant. It has a refreshing smell. If you smell it, you know that winter is already here. Or you understand that snow has arrived.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eActually, I think that the new winter and the arrival of snow have the same meaning. There is only one problem. Can we say that the rainy season has ended because the new winter has arrived? I don't think so, the old and the new often overlap.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eLook at the evening, the eastern half of the world is covered with snow and blue. The western sky is cloudy. It is full of colors like the sunset during the rainy season. There are also purple and gray clouds. The wind is blowing hard every now and then. It is not a north wind. When will the clouds continue to sweep over? If so, will the stars still be visible in the night sky? If there are clouds on the beautiful Tansaung Shwe Daing, it would be sad.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eLecturer Dr. U Myint Nwe smiled as he walked down the narrow street in the center of Mandalay University, flanked by Hta Naung and Tamarin.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e As a psychology lecturer, I understand the mind. Especially my own mind.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI imagine. I have never thought it was shameful to be imaginative. In fact, a human mind needs a reasonable amount of imagination to be human.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The season is so dreamy, so beautiful, so strange, so nostalgic, so brown.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eU Myint Nwe was walking south from the row of wooden houses where many assistant lecturers, known as Ba Sha Hat (Ht) by government engineers, were housed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe red, brown and wooden houses are beautiful. The soil in the courtyard is different from the other soil around it, it is light and white. It is called the soil that has been laid. Because the soil is light and white, the green of the trees and flowers that grow there stands out more clearly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEngineers' terminology is also complicated. I don't know why they call beautiful wooden houses \"barsha huts\".\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I don't know why people didn't tell me before that Mandalay was beautiful.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Poetic beauty doesn't like the word yet. Poetic beauty - yes. Poetic beauty. Mandalay's beauty has a poetic life.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eFar away in the distance, the Shan Mountain... Yes, the Mountain... high, majestic, majestic, and peaceful. The snow-covered sky was still blue and dark. Between the Mountain and the viewer were fields. There were a few forests here and there. There were also many white pagodas. They were also peaceful. What would happen to the landscape without them? It would certainly be incomplete, unbeautiful.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eU Myint Nwe turned east and walked towards the blue mountains. He passed the two-story buildings one after the other. Entering his own compound, U Myint Nwe looked around at the buildings on either side.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOn the other side of the yard, a botany professor, about the same age as him, was waving goodbye to his little son, who was about a month old. He must have just come home from school, just like him. He hadn't changed his clothes yet. As the professor was waving and caressing his little son, the middle son was hugging him from behind. A big boy was riding a bicycle around the yard.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eU Myint Nwe sighed softly and entered the room. There was no one to greet him. There was no one to embrace him with joy and to caress him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e U Myint Nwe changed his clothes upstairs, his chest heavy with pride. He hung his clothes on a clothesline and hung them on hooks. He spread his blanket at the foot of the bed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe came downstairs and sat down on the piano bench. He opened the piano lid and tried the sound. What should I play? I didn’t know what to play, and I didn’t feel like playing anything. I heard footsteps and Kyaw Thet Wai appeared holding a cup of coffee. Thet Wai placed the cup on the small table. U Myint Nwe stopped playing the piano and asked Thet Wai. “Is this the only cup of coffee?” “Yes, sir, just one cup. Is it because the guests are coming?” “My father, are the guests coming? I want to drink more strong coffee.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Sorry, sir, that's what I meant. I read an article in the newspaper the other day. Coffee contains caffeine or benzoin. It definitely says that caffeine can cause heart disease, heart palpitations, or something like that.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What's wrong?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“That’s why I only gave you one cup of coffee,” U Myint Nwe asked, looking at Thet Wai intently. “Here… Thet Wai, are you the teacher or am I the teacher?” “Ha… This matter is clear, I am me, the teacher is the teacher.” “Okay… If it’s clear, I’ll make you another cup of coffee, can you drink one?” “Can you finish it?” “Don’t be long, Thet Wai, do what I ask.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I'm afraid I'll be left with nothing, sugar is expensive, and you're not going to the golf course, are you?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “I... didn't play golf today.” * Oh... that's why....” “What? That's why.” “Looking for rain in the winter,” Thet Wai said and left the room. U Myint Nwe sat down to drink coffee, dissatisfied.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThet Wai is a long-winded man. He makes good coffee. Just like U Myint Nwe likes, it's slightly bitter and sugary.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eU Myint Nwe smiled as he drank his coffee. What the wise Thet Wai said was true. Drinking too much coffee is not good. The problem is that he really likes bitter coffee without milk. If he has nothing to do, he is satisfied with just sitting and drinking bitter coffee like black tea.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThere's nothing to do this evening, and it's time to go to the golf course. Well... after coffee, I'll go down to the yard and practice putting (close-range golf). An hour or so of leisurely time will pass. \u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Other Websites","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":42481868046485,"sku":"","price":0.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_ee254568-055e-49ae-b596-f6ba38743075.jpg?v=1730270740"},{"product_id":"တက္ကသိုဘ်ဘုန်းနိုင်-မိုးတွေရွာမှဖြင့်လျင်ကွယ်","title":"University of Phonaing - The rain is falling from the village","description":"\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\" 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 Walking under the gray rain.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDr. Myo Mon smiled. He didn't know what kind of smile he was smiling. He felt a little melancholy in his heart. Resentment was also present. Pride and anger were also present. In between, melancholy. Melancholy in his heart.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Rain is dark. Diamonds are red. Love. Oh... love, wow.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDr. Myo Mon stopped walking. \"Dear Wawa. Does the word 'dear Wawa' still exist?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Oh ... there will be Wa Wa. There will still be. Dear Wa Wa or dear Wa Wa. Wa Wa that can be called like this. Dear Wa Wa. Is he still there?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Oh... I have a love interest.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Whether it exists in the world or not, it exists in our hearts.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBecause of this knowledge, the heart becomes filled with longing. Because of this knowledge, the heart becomes filled with resentment. Because of this knowledge, the vapors of pride and anger rise in the heart.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It's been a long time. Is it still worth having those feelings in my heart? Is it still worth walking under that gray rain?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEspecially in this place. In this city. Even to this innocent homeland, this city, I haven't returned for a long time. Now, for good reason, I have returned temporarily.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e There is no sufficient reason for walking here, at this time, under this dark rain. I think there is none.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe knew that if he saw the big diamond tree with ruby ​​flowers here in the dark, he would remember the love he once had. Knowing this, why did he have to walk to this place?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Dr. Myo Mon smiled again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe love I once loved. Is this true? The love I once loved is now the love I no longer love.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e This time, he knew his own smile. He smiled when he was sad, he smiled when he was angry.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ah... At this moment, what other smile could I possibly smile besides this one? Dr. Myo Mon continued.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI don't want to deceive myself. I have already walked to that place, so I walked because I wanted to. Why did I walk because I wanted to? I don't think I need to find the answer to this question. I walked because I wanted to. My heart commanded me to walk. The heart doesn't always show reason. So I walked.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Oh... Myo Mon, please continue.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDr. Myo Mon walked along the narrow path. The ground gradually became higher. The bushes that were under his command gradually became thicker. He saw a large diamond tree standing tall. Against the background of the dark rain, the ruby ​​flowers were shining red. The narrow path continued forward past the diamond tree, but Dr. Myo Mon did not follow and stopped under the diamond tree. Dr. Myo Mon looked up at the diamond tree, which looked like a large ruby ​​umbrella. The green leaves were thin. However, the bright red flowers dominated the whole tree. The diamond flower pattern was dense and full.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOh... how deep and full of feelings you can feel. Holding the smooth trunk with one hand, Dr. Myo Mon looked ahead.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe mountain range is majestic and peaceful. This mountain has not changed at all. It was majestic and peaceful in the past. It is majestic and peaceful now. If only we could look at the world and life with the same majestic and peaceful gaze as this mountain.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDr. Myo Mon took out a cigarette, inhaled deeply, and turned his back on the mountain. He leaned against the trunk of a large Seinpan tree and looked west.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe path I was walking on was a narrow dirt road. The exposed land sloped downwards to the west. To the right of the scene, I could see the white building of Mawlamyine College emerging from the dark green trees. To the left, Shwe Nat Taung and the pagoda. Facing west, large durian and mango plantations. Beyond that, as far as the eye could see, was a straight line of forest. Above this, the sky was covered with dark clouds.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDr. Myo Mon, squinting from afar, looked back at the rolling land.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The narrow path split into two at the lowest point of the land. One path led to the college grounds. The other path led to the durian plantations.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDr. Myo Mon looked up at the road leading to the durian plantations. But... back then, he had also looked up at this road. It was the road that his lover had come to. Is there anyone in the world who doesn't look up at the road that his lover has come to?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Now my heart is not beating. I am only feeling longing. Back then, I was so excited. I was so excited while looking towards the path where my lover was coming.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWa Wa. Her skin is yellow to match her name. She chooses to wear yellow clothes. She also remembers that. When her lover comes, she turns yellow. The whole world turns yellow. Inside her, there is only the moon. Dr. Myo Mon closed her eyes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen I closed my eyes, the paintings of the past became more vivid. The beloved Wa Wa walked gracefully along the dirt road. When the bushes near the big diamond tree protected it, it ran. On a day when the monsoon wind was blowing, the hair on Wa Wa's head fluttered beautifully in the wind.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe was waiting for her under the diamond tree. He had to gently pick up the moon that had jumped into his lap and hold it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The sky would be dark. The big diamond tree would be bright red. But on the ground, the moon would be bright. The sky would be bright and clear. Dr. Myo Mon opened his eyes. He looked up wearily towards the road where his lover had come.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDr. Myo Mon's whole body trembled. For a moment, he couldn't believe it and rubbed his eyes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The posture is elegant. The neckline is clear. The whole body is beautiful. My beloved, my dear. In that place, in that way, there will be only one person with that appearance. My dear, my dear.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOh... how could I meet Wa Wa this time? Wa Wa slowly approached.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In the past, when he reached this place, Wa Wa would run to the young deer that his mother had found.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Now, Wa Wa's expression was very determined. Dr. Myo Mon thought it was too determined.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWa Wa's head was raised, her face was lifted, and her eyes were looking straight ahead. She didn't even glance at the big diamond tree or herself.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In the sudden shock of surprise, shame and resentment rose in Dr. Myo Mon's heart.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWa Wa doesn't see himself, he must see. It's impossible not to see a person standing under a large, solitary tree. It's natural to look at someone you see at least once. Now, don't look. Oh.... Seeing but not looking is a clear sign. Because you don't want to look.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIf he doesn't want to look, I have to turn my face away.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e As Dr. Myo Mon tried to turn away, Wa Wa's face turned straight towards him. It wasn't intentional. It was just that the road curved slightly towards him, so they happened to meet.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDr. Myo Mon's face didn't move. Not only did he not move, but he also frowned and looked intently at Wa Wa's face.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWa Wa's face was unique. Her eyes were even more unique. Her face was unique because it showed no trace of emotion. Her eyes were unique because they were fixed, focused, and did not move.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe wind was blowing, Wa Wa's hair blowing back. Her face seemed lifeless. Her eyes seemed to be devoid of consciousness. Wa Wa approached Dr. Myo Mon to within a foot of her.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e As the road turned, Wa Wa passed by, passing close to Dr. Myo Mon.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHis head was raised. His face was lifted. His eyes were still. Without even a hint of seeing Dr. Myo Mon, Wa Wa passed by. \u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Other Websites","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":42481870897301,"sku":"","price":0.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_e239aaf4-f6c0-4495-b684-866eb14c2f14.jpg?v=1730270747"},{"product_id":"တက္ကသိုဘ်ဘုန်းနိုင်-လွမ်းပါလေရစ်သည်းသောင်ငွေဦး","title":"University of Phonaing - Lump Pa Le Ri Theng Ngwe U","description":"\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003ePart (1)\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Dawn (or nightfall)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I didn't notice that the moonlit summer night was beautiful for me.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe moon is setting. I don't know when I even noticed that. Yes....... the moon is setting. It's outside...... outside my room. And outside my continuum.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI think I can hear the sound of yellow leaves falling. No. It can't be the sound of yellow leaves falling. Have you heard the sound of yellow leaves falling? It can't be. I think it's just the sound of the yellow leaves already falling being pushed by the wind and hitting the ground. I think...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I know when it's night. I know very well when it's a summer night with a full moon. It's hard... How do I know when?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe night seemed so quiet despite the sound of the yellow leaves moving. Well.......the yellow leaves weren't screaming incessantly, and the wind wasn't blowing non-stop............\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The wind blows. The yellow leaves scream. The moon also shines....... What's going on...... Everyone is outside. I'm outside....\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBuddha... Outside........... Outside... I'm outside. Outside... I'm laughing, I'm laughing....... Outside. I'm killing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Only from the outside. Oh dear............ Am I alone? Am I alone?............\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI stopped walking. As soon as I stopped, I realized that I had been walking backwards and forwards earlier. Can't you walk backwards and forwards in a room that's only about 10 feet wide?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I sat down at the writing table.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy brother... My brother is staring at me in the photo. Yes... staring. He's not smiling. He's not smiling in the photo. But... he's smiling outside too. My brother is smiling.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Don't smile, Ko Ko.. don't smile, you know? From now on, you'll be better off not smiling.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy desk is cluttered with clutter because the exam is coming up. It's even more cluttered because of the letters from Ko Ko that I've opened and read.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Little brother...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI miss my younger brother Ko Ko very much. Being separated from my younger brother is harder than when I was young, when my younger brother was so mean and used to punch Ko Ko in the chin. Would my hard-hearted younger brother make fun of Ko Ko? Ko Ko said, \"You talk like a woman...\". You only talk like a woman, you only talk like a woman... I really miss my younger brother Ko Ko. Oh my... When were we ever separated? And... In this world, Ko Ko and my younger brother are the only two...\" That letter was the first letter I received from Ko Ko when I first entered university a year ago.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAnother book... I got this one at the beginning of the year. ... Do you know about the bond, little brother? They say it's a bond. They say it's attached. It's something that can't be broken, something that can't be separated. The Dharma says that no one does what is right. For a human being, the Dharma is just a word. Isn't it..... little brother. A voice came into my ear. And then\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eLost. In the heart, there is a bond... not just once, not every year, not every third year. It's better to write it like this, not \"bond\" but \"bonded with iron.\" It's very strong, you know, little brother...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI understood the meaning (or) the external grammatical meaning of the letter. But I didn't understand the inner meaning at all. Back then...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In another letter, Ko Ko openly opens up about his feelings.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“...Crazy. This is the word that I found. Her beauty is crazy. I wonder if my younger brother, who doesn't imagine beauty, will ask. What is crazy... Do you call it crazy when the children become like the cat in the Ummadanti play, which is performed by the comedians? For example... The goddess of the rain, who is smiling and smiling, is the desire for the world that does not disappear, in this life... if it is not close... great suffering... what is the meaning of... being crazy?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWell...big trouble... Ko Ko's trouble......\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I was planning to tell my younger brother when he came back during the school holidays. But I didn't. My younger brother thought that I had found someone who loved me more than him... and that was it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Forgive me, I love you too. I love you too. I will tell you who he is when you come back. Oh... I will show you. Your words of \"I am crazy\" are not enough... Then you decided...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The next letter is the last one I received from Ko Ko.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Little brother\"...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSpring is coming. The leaves are falling. People... writers... write about the falling leaves, loving them. Falling leaves are lovely. And what about beauty... beauty?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Little brother\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e For Ko Ko, everything has fallen apart. As for expectations... Ko Ko never expected anything. Life started with a negative attitude from the beginning.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI didn't expect it this time. Hope is really a closed eye. It never opens on its own. It only opens when a ray of light shines on it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Not every color is gold. Not every ray of light is a dawn. Oh.. The Pali word aruna means the first color of the sun, but also the final color of the sunset...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"You're wrong, little brother... You're wrong. You're not afraid of the dark. Everyone comes from the dark. And then they go back to the dark...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e One day I received this mysterious letter.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e That evening, the chain letter...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The one who chained me was my aunt. Ko Ko and our aunt.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe lines are short because they are chain letters. Oh.. do you still need to make them longer? The content is too short. 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Our mind, unable to focus on the senses, is still in the present moment, shrouded, haunted, and modified by the shadows of the past and the shadows of the future.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The city is beautiful. More beautiful than before.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Hey, Myat Thanh, okay... Myat Maung, get in. The other cars have already left. What are you looking at?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"They're going somewhere, let them go, we'll just go calmly.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “You’ve changed a lot.” “Really, Myint Aung?” “Well... talk to you later, well..... we have a lot to talk about.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMyint Aung got in the driver's seat and sat next to him in the front seat. Myat Thanh closed the car door.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e A yellow pickup truck rolled out of the clean, wide, and beautiful coastal road.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Now... tell me, what have I changed so much?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"You've become more handsome and graceful, your sexuality seems to have grown, and your face no longer has the youthful, arrogant look. Well, your name is Myat Maung now. Do you prefer me calling you Myat Thang? I'm a broken-hearted person.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Call me whatever you like, and now you know how to call me. I won't answer anymore.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"What did you say?\" \"But... it's all over.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e While steering the car, Myint Aung frowned and glanced at Myat Thanh.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Then he looked back and said calmly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Aye.....it's all over,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Myat Thanh remained silent, saying nothing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Since specialists from Yangon will be attending the opening of the new operating room, I don’t think you’ll be there first, and then I’ll get a call from you.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “This is an invitation to show you how to handle and use the new tools.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Aye... Anyway, you're back in our city, and I'm honored that you're staying at my house.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"That's all, you're a university lecturer too.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e After a few moments, Myint Aung burst out laughing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Hey.. Hey, we’re not two boys walking on dry land in the stream anymore, what are you talking about, primitive(v) a(j), ha ha”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"You still remember me.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Huh... I remember, Bal... Have you forgotten everything?\" - Myat Thanh sighed involuntarily.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I don't deceive myself like that. What's done is done, but what's left in my heart remains. I have to accept that fact and live my life straight.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"You're done being like this.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I got it, I got it, just like you said, I'm back in this city, I dare to come back.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Oh... I'm glad to hear that.\" The car started driving along the winding road.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Taung Waing Road, No Thanya is speaking. The scenery is different from before.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Why are you quiet?” “The scenery.” “What happened?” “It seems cleaner... more beautiful... more peaceful.” “Yes. It's not like you're destroying the beauty of the city anymore.” “Ah... yes.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Myat Thanh looked back at the natural slope, the meadow, and the garden that gently sloped down from the mountain.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Look at the pond in front of you, you'll be amazed.\" Yes. Amazing. That\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003ePreviously, if you looked from that place, you could see it. A dark,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNow, the road running east from the intersection is as green as a country road, wide and magnificent. At the intersection, there is a beautiful stone pillar, a symbol of the city. “The most beautiful place is the one where there is no longer a big tree that spoils the beauty. How beautiful it is now!”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAfter reaching the intersection, Myint Aung drove the car to the left, following the Kyaik Ma Yaw intersection.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Isn't your house on the university campus?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes, I have something to show you, roads that didn't exist before, and I'll turn back from the General's Road and go to my house.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the distance to the left is the green Kyaik Thalan mountain range. And because it is spring, there are golden brown remnants of broken trees and fields, and because there is a swamp, there are green grass and plantations.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e On the right, from the forest to the mountain, new houses, new buildings, new neighborhoods.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Myint Aung stopped the car somewhere on the right side of the road.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“What are you doing?” “You must be interested.” “What?” “Don't you remember? It's the Pi Tauk Yeik Thar where you can't pick flowers.” He remembered. Not only did he remember, his heart skipped a beat. He got out of the car with Myint Aung.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“You said, what’s left in me is left, but if you accept it and live life straight, it’s good, if you look at life straight, and if you accept that what’s gone is also a part of life.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “I understand what you’re doing, Myint Aung. Don’t talk too much, just go.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"The past...\" \"Don't talk too much\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I'm just saying, I don't know if you remember the old place, let's go look for it.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I don't know if it makes sense.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e However, a strange interest is stirring.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e A small hill, a small, pure hill.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Only small trees are growing. Here and there, small patches of trees still remain.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe surrounding forests are lush green in spring.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ah... well, nature is nature.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The sky was blue, with white clouds, thin and beautiful. The sun was bright and clear.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Is the spring breeze blowing naturally?\" Myint Aung said as he walked ahead.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"It's nice, they've planned to use this place to make it more beautiful and elegant.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Even as he spoke, Myint Aung's eyes kept looking here and there.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e After a moment, he said, \"Ha... over there, isn't that the place?\" He pointed to a small, isolated clump of trees.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThere are about three fairly large jackfruit trees, a diamond tree, and a hibiscus tree.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The two friends stopped under the shade of the trees.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Myint Aung pointed to the trunk of a jackfruit tree.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThere was a rusty iron rod on the trunk. Myat Thanh looked at the ground. Nothing. Nothing. Only the red flowers of the diamond tree were on the ground. The yellow flowers of the lotus tree were also golden.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The paddy fields are not yet in bloom. 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It's pitch black. Have you ever experienced such darkness? How far should I go? The further I go, the darker it gets. Will the darkness end? Will I have to stay in the darkness? Oh...not yet. I have to run. I have to run. Run..run - run --. Run even in the darkness. Oh...run as far as I can, ah...only if I can run will I escape.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOh...in the back. As far as I can remember, there was a wall in the back. A wall of rejection, a wall of defiance, a cruel, dark wall. I was afraid of that wall. I was more afraid of the small room inside that wall.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAlone. Alone in a small room. Ah... I'm alone. Alone like a candle in the dark. When the candle goes out, there's only darkness. What if the candle of my life goes out? . .\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Only by running and running will you escape.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDid you stumble while running in the dark? Your speed suddenly slowed down. Your head hit something.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e When I opened my eyes in shock, the light came in sharply.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e There were also sounds of conversation. “What’s wrong?” “It’s written there.” “Oh..yes, are you close to Hintha?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“There’s still a long way to go. In between, there are Khamauksu, Yongthalin, Nibbana, Natmaw, and even Laybhu.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I don't know if there are even four stations left. I've never been on this road before.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He, who had woken up clearly, looked around.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOh, is it on a train? Earlier, I hit my head against the back of a wooden bench. The side of the horn is a little sore.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e His other hand reached for the sore spot. He tried everything. When he pulled it back, he saw a small amount of blood on the tip of his hand.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIs the wound not healing well yet? If not, well....well...how many days has it been?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He frowned. I don't remember. How did you get it? Well, that's a problem. Leave it. Haven't you escaped now? If you escape, it's over. After running away, you must be injured. Not strange. Not strange at all.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The train stopped at the station for only a short while and then left.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe station is small. The village is small. There aren't many people getting on or off the train.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The slow train may sway and sway as it starts to move.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He looked at the passengers in the carriage again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The two people who had been talking earlier were sitting together on the bench opposite him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNow they are talking again. \"The couple is very friendly.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The person who made the comment was a man in his thirties with a bald head and blond hair. He was wearing a raincoat. Near him was a blue leather handbag with the logo of a foreign airline.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHis conversation partner was wearing a well-worn brown suit jacket. He was a hunchback with dark hair mixed with gray.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He spoke again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Usually, this line is crowded. Now, they're enforcing rules on the trains again. And there's a curfew in Yangon, right? The train changed its time so that you can enter Yangon before 6 p.m., and it left Pathein at 4 a.m., so it was empty.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e For him, the only one who was face to face, a problem was solved.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDark and pitch black. Yes. It was dark and pitch black when it first came out. It was still dark and pitch black at four in the morning.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI didn't even notice when the train left. When I fell asleep, what dreams did I have? In my dreams, it was dark and black. Traveling in the dark, oh... but the big wall, the small room, those were not dreams. They were in my dreams. But they weren't dreams. No. And his hand went back to the wound from his head. He felt the blood dripping from his body again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThis time, without thinking about the injury, he looked at the passengers individually.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e On the left bench are two young men. Their hair is red and long, reaching over their waists. Their pants are tight. They are wide at the ankles. Their wristwatches are big and shiny. The dials are colorful.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe rest of the passengers were like him and me. Men and women, like him and me. They had bags. They had baskets. They had clothes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNot far away stood an old man. He was tall and stooped. He had nothing under his rough cloth. His chest was bare. His face, under his bamboo helmet, was square and strong-jawed. But his cheeks were hollow and his eyes were pale and dull.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe old man leaned against the back of the bench with one side of his body. He was holding a bamboo stick with both hands, holding his head up.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He thought as he absentmindedly rubbed the sticky blood on his fingertips with his thumb.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Why isn't the old man sitting down? Does anyone ask the old man to sit down anymore?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe looked back at where he was sitting.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He was alone in the two-person chair. He had previously curled up on the chair, looking as if he were sleeping comfortably. Now, he had his feet propped up and was leaning against the wall behind him. It was not very comfortable. It was as if he had taken up extra space.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe sat down. A man was standing next to him. He looked at the old man and made an inviting gesture.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The old man, trembling and weak, walked over and sat down next to him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Sadhu...Sadhu, may you be glorious, may you live long\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e When the old man sat down and gave the reward, the two long-haired boys looked at him with small smiles.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe thought about the gift his grandfather had given him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Be a monk. Well, what does being a monk have to do with this situation in life? You want to live a long life. Isn't living a long life the only goal of life? Life is also like a candle in the dark. Don't let that candle go out, don't let it go out like a blow.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSo... run away. The old man asked softly. \"Where are you going?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"You\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"How far will it go?\" \"Oh...well...I'm from Pathein.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e His answer was wrong. After answering, he realized that the answer was wrong. But he couldn't. There was no other answer.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe old man stared at him. But there was no special curiosity in those eyes. The kind of eyes that could ignore everything. Or, it seemed, the kind of eyes that were used to ignoring everything. But as he grew older, he could ignore everything. What could be interesting in life when the sun was setting?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAfter the eyes were gone, the old man said nothing more. He continued to walk, his head shaking as he stared at the floor of the carriage.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He noticed that two pairs of eyes were fixed on him from across the room.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He turned his face away, avoiding their eyes and looking outside. \u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Other Websites","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":42481889575061,"sku":"","price":0.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_e4544de7-1c66-4d89-a95a-8d04d0582f49.jpg?v=1730270780"},{"product_id":"တက္ကသိုဘ်ဘုန်းနိုင်-သူငယ်ချင်းလိုပဲဆကိ-ခေါ်မည်ခိုင်","title":"University of Phonaing - I'll call you Sakhi like a friend.","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"\u003c\/strong\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI long for the love flower,\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThancho Mya Mya Mya Mya Pyar Win\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Stay here...\u003c\/strong\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Sister Pyar Win, stay here... stay here... stay here..\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe last lines of this poem echo in my mind, like the summer song of a hornbill responding to the sound from the mountainside.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI know that literature, poetry, and the arts are good to cherish. I know that literature, poetry, and the arts are good to cherish, but I do not understand that literature, poetry, and the arts are born from the bonds of suffering and suffering in the path of life, which is based on the truth of the universe, and which is the source of new suffering. I do not understand clearly... Since ancient times, I have repeatedly recited these verses of \"Shin Aggamadhi\" in the \"Namāi Bom Kān\" without reason, and I have repeatedly recited them in my imagination.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNow... this poem, which cannot be recited from the mouth, but only resonates in the heart, must be for you...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Forgive me, Khaing. May there be a future life, Khaing. May there be a cycle of rebirths and a drop of water that meets again in the cycle. May there be a drop of water that meets again in the cycle of rebirth\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThey call someone who is no longer able to hear a person who speaks a madman. Try saying that. I am indeed a madman. Because my dear Khine cannot hear the words I have spoken above.... No matter how much I want to hear them, my dear Khine cannot hear them.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Knowing that I can't hear you clearly...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Don't say anything, my lord...\" I couldn't bring myself to utter these words, but if I did, the invisible mountain wind would carry me from the dark shadows of the spiritual world beyond the unknown summer clouds to the place where I would stand in silence.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Don't get me wrong.....\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I don't want to say, 'Namko Win, Ne Ri Min...'\" I don't want to say it. If I could, I wouldn't say it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eJust as the old tree cannot say goodbye to the yellow leaves that have left the old tree of summer, I wish I could say no more.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The hard thing is... Khaing is not a yellow leaf. I am not an old tree either.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e All the pain I've experienced.... I can't stand the yellow leaves and the old tree. For the old tree, if the brown leaves fall, the young leaves will grow.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eJust as a single leaf, which is made up of two layers, has fallen off, leaving one leaf uncut, and I, who do not know how long I will endure this incomplete, lonely life, am lucky. I am even luckier because I have no feelings.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the three worlds of feeling and perception... I, who am the highest, do not forget the past. I know the present. I am the one who can foresee the future. I am the one who is the worst. With the sharp senses that a person possesses, I do not know whether I should hate the body, the mind, the mind, the mind, the mind, the body\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I don’t want to see, hear, or know about my surroundings, Khaing. I also want to forget the past, Khaing. I’m not happy in the present either, Khaing. I’m scared every time I think about the future, Mi Khaing.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I don't want to see it, but I can see the surroundings.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe surroundings I saw were wild and wild, with the wind blowing wildly, the yellow and golden leaves falling one after another, the blue of the summer twilight. Where I stood was a desolate cemetery, with only the graves and the gravestones scattered everywhere.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe yellow leaves are just the dancers of the season who, at the end of the story, carry the mourning festival with gestures, without singing a melancholy song.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e As I watched the season dancers' crying ceremony with a heartbroken heart, I was the only one who didn't dare to cry.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I want to cry, Khaing... But I don't want Khaing's peaceful spiritual world to be destroyed by the echoes of my brother's sobs, Mi Khaing...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMay you be a Mi Khaing and have peace in your life...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"My life can no longer be peaceful, my dear.... 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The sound of hailstones rushing down the wind was piercing and continuous.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eLightning flashed. After each flash, the sound of thunder echoed throughout the world. The sound of the water rushing from the village of Montha in the distance mixed with the sound of the rain. Nyunt May's whole body was drenched in rain. She shivered and felt cold. The hailstones that appeared on her face and arms were like hailstones.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI am also suffering from the effects of the rain.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"God...God\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e A long bolt of lightning struck Nyunt May, causing her to scream in horror. In the long flash of lightning, she briefly saw the ruins of Nu Nu Nge's house, sprawled out in a single shadow.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Fear began to overwhelm Nyunt May's entire being.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNyunt May continued walking. Her heart wanted to run, but she couldn't. A person can only move as much as their feet can carry.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Soon, they arrived at the dark, dark forest. All the trees in the forest were swaying and making a loud noise.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe giant palm tree stands out in its own right. Unlike other trees, its trunk does not sway, and its long branches, like the palm trees, stretch out and reach halfway up its body.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Standing there trembling, Nyunt May called out, “Nunu Neng, Nunu Neng, are you here?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e There was no answer, but he saw something moving in the shadows under the palm tree.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAt that moment, a flash of lightning struck. In the flash, I could clearly see the shape of a small child.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e A young girl stands in the palm grove with her back to the trunk.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The little girl's skin was pale and white. Her dark hair was blowing back in the wind.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"N... Nu... Nu Nu, are you young?\" A voice answered from the figure in the shade of the palm tree. \"Yes, of course, Ma Ma Nyunt, Nu Nu, Nu Nu, please.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThere was no lightning. But strangely enough, the tiny figure was clearly visible.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The flesh is white, oh... the clothes are white too,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Her dark hair was also blowing in the wind, constantly flying.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNyunt May just remembered something. The moment she remembered, her breasts fluttered. She asked in a trembling voice that she couldn't control.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “But, but, Nu Nu, little Nu Nu is dead, isn't she?” A loud laugh quickly followed. Then a reply.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes. He's dead. But Nu Nu Neung is waiting here. Come, Ma Nyunt, come to Nu Neung.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe little girl stretched out her arms in a welcoming gesture.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Nyunt May tried to say something in denial. Her voice wouldn't come out, she could only shake her head repeatedly. She shook her head and retreated without turning around.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eFrom the high ground under the palm tree, Nu Nu Nege came down. Her hair was white, white, white. Her clothes were white, white, white. Oh, her dark hair was flying in the wind.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWithout turning around, Nyunt May only retreated. With both hands stretched out in front of her, Nu Nu slowly followed. Nyunt May turned around and started to run. At that moment, one of her feet slipped into a hole and she fell.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I thought I heard a loud clap of thunder. Nyunt May screamed in fear.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Koba-khet, koba-khet, Nyunt Nyunt Nyunt,” Nyunt May couldn’t finish her words, but she felt a firm hand holding her brother’s. A firm, warm, and correct hand,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The voice came back. \"Nyunt Nyunt, what's wrong? Are you dreaming?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt was only a very brief moment of mental activity, and the heavy weight that had been pressing on my chest, like a large object, fell away.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Like someone who had just emerged from the water, Nyunt May gasped for air. She felt the warmth of her husband's hand, which was firmly holding her arm, more clearly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Nyunt May smiled and spoke.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Yes, I had a dream and I called you. It's been a long time, haven't you heard?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Not long now, all I heard was a snort, snort, snort, snort.” “But you’re awake.” “Oh, I asked you, I asked you, I asked you.” Nyunt May smiled for the second time. She said sweetly, gently stroking the other arm of Baek who was hugging her.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"You're so sleepy.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Hey, you’re a sleepwalker. You guys came from the military. You’re a sleepwalker. You’re careful with your studies, your eating habits, your sleeping habits, and everything else.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"But you haven't slept for three nights in a row.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"When I fought with the Chinese, I slept in the Buddha Suu Temple for fifteen days. I told you that too. Leave it alone, what are you dreaming about, Nyunt? I'll build a house for you.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Bach got out of bed and lit the kerosene lamp to give it more light.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNyunt May noticed that it was raining heavily outside. The clouds were also gathering. The rain was also thundering.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The bed was hard to get back on.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Now tell me, what are you dreaming about?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Nyon May laughed softly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What are you laughing at?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"If you tell me, you'll laugh too.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I'll laugh if you want me to, and I won't laugh if you don't want me to. Just say it.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Nyunt May laughed again without saying anything.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Nyun Ya is laughing again, why do you like it?\" \"Because I like dreams.\" \"What dreams are you talking about, \"Nu Nu Nge?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Hey, little one\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Nyunt May recounted her dream. When Nyunt May finished speaking, Bakhat calmly commented.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Nyunt is obsessed with me. Well, how can we forget little Minu? Nyunt can't forget me, I can't forget him either. If that guy is rich, I don't know how he'll survive.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Nyunt May whispered, resting her head on Bakhat's lap.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I think it's a different kind of arrow.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What do you think, stupid?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I don't think the baby will come out.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Hey\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Yes, in my dream, Nu Nge spoke to me carefully. I still hear it in my ears, “What? Yes, of course, he is dead. But Nu Nge is waiting here. That’s what he said, Ko Ba Khet.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e This time, Bach laughed out loud, as was his custom.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Look, you're kidding, what's so funny about my words?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"It's funny. If someone else said it, I would laugh. But when a teacher like Nyunt, who has a B.Ed. degree, said it, I laughed.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What's the matter, idiot?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Oh, I just said that, you idiot. You should have studied psychology. 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Literary artists are writers who create various literary works such as poetry, novels, plays, prose, literary criticism, rhetoric, language, literary theory, and scriptwriting. They are experts who understand and analyze the principles of poetry, prose, drama, and literary criticism, and who are skilled in the methods and methods of writing. It is not easy to become a literary artist who is respected by readers. It is not easy to become a literary scholar who is respected by the public. It is even more difficult for an individual to be both a literary artist and a literary scholar. Because it is not easy, it is rare for a person to be a literary artist and a literary scholar in the same era.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the world of Burmese literature, Saya Zawgyi and Saya Min Thuwan are two great scholars who are both literary artists and scholars. After these two great scholars, one of the few rare scholars who are both literary artists and scholars is Saya Uthman Phonaing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eProfessor U Myint Po Naing is a literary artist who can create great works of Burmese poetry, Burmese songs, and Burmese novels. He is also a literary scholar who has deeply analyzed and written about the concepts of the novel, literary criticism, poetry, and world literature and Burmese literature.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eProfessor University Honorary Professor, who has worked hard to introduce Burmese literature, which is at least a thousand years old, and Western European literature, which is more than a thousand to two thousand years old, to Burmese people, has written and presented it with great effort.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe book \"Everything is Beautiful\", the book \"Liyana Ganga Irrawaddy\" (The Principle of Poetry and the Essence of Poetry), the book \"Khoma Tamayo Yeipya\" (The Classical Drama), the book \"Ascending to the Heights\" (The Poetry), and \"No One is Above Criticism\", were written and presented during the last fourteen years of the Master's life for the audience of the poets, especially for the new generation of aspiring young poets and aspiring writers of poetry, according to the Master.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI believe that young people who want to become outstanding poets and writers should not only have a deep and thorough understanding of their national literature (or Burmese literature), but also be well-versed in world literature, world literary theory, and Western artistic theory, as well as the historical developments and great works of world literature.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEspecially, the teacher seems to want to warn aspiring poets and novelists about various Western literary ideologies and artistic ideologies. Before the new writings are introduced to world literature, Burmese literature. I do not want to be a teacher who follows the Western literary ideologies and literary and artistic ideologies. The teacher does not encourage people who do not know the vast ocean of literature that consists of many streams and who do not understand them thoroughly and who follow only one stream of literary ideology and who become handcuffed with one ideology and their own writing and their own views. A literary ideology is often only a limited perspective of the holder and is often separated from the plural perspective. Therefore, the teacher tries to provide readers and aspiring poets and novelists with a plural perspective (or a broad perspective) for the audience.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe teacher's idea is that we should know the world. We should know Myanmar. We can't do it by just pickled fish and pickled fish. We can't do it by not knowing the good things about foreign cheese, but also by not understanding the side effects and extremes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eYou should also know what you have, what is good and what is high. You should also know what he has, what is good and what is high. You should avoid being arrogant, arrogant, and extreme. You should learn how to learn the good that you do not have. You should not hide or lose the good, high, and good that you have, as the ancient sages used to warn, and you should not cover the bones with fangs. In translating and presenting the world literature that is unknown to the audience of Myanmar literature from foreign languages ​​to Burmese, the writing style and usage used by the teacher are amazingly imitative. If you are not able to translate and present it, some parts of the world-famous Plato's works, which would be very sleepy, and some of Aristotle's works, which are very attractive, The way he skillfully and fluently translates the world's great scriptures into Burmese, teaches us how to translate them into Burmese so that they are easy to read.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAll Poems Are Crazy, a book that compares world literature and Burmese literature, Galina Ganga Irrawaddy, the principles of poetry and the essence of poetry (a book that compares world poetry and Burmese poetry), and the history of the classics, the author uses the method of comparison and contrast to present world literature and to show that Burmese literature has advanced and advanced things that are comparable to their literature. The way he presented the book to the Burmese readers and aspiring writers, without preaching, is a great literary masterpiece that uses translation technology to attract the audience.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the original story, the stories of the heroes and heroines\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe way the translation is presented and the way it is presented are both elegant and elegant, without being embarrassing to the eyes or ears. The teacher knows how to write well, without being embarrassing to the eyes or ears.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe teacher shared his literature, his thoughts, his history, In presenting the Ma culture, he skillfully translated some important figures from the historical and classical stories of the Khmer people, and then translated and presented the “heroes” based on these historical and classical stories. In addition, he translated and presented the ancient Burmese historical myths, such as Tagaung Naga Naing Min, Tagaung Naga Ra Min, Tagaung hero Maung Pauk Khaing, Sri Kshetra hero Dwatta Paung who founded the first Burmese kingdom, Bagan hero Uthanaze and hero Lulin Pyu Saw Htee who founded the second Burmese kingdom, and hero Anawrahta who continued to build the third Burmese kingdom, and the remaining soldiers of Anawrahta, Nga Htwe Ru, Nga Lone Lep Pha, and Nyaung Oo Phi, and two brave men named Byat Wi and Byat. The ancient Burmese historical myths and the myths of Sri Kshetra and Bagan There is no doubt that the teacher will have something to compare, analyze, and write about.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eUnfortunately for the readers, the editor-in-chief of Longmalay Magazine, Ms. Malay Long, has passed away. Ms. Malay Long, who has a literary heart and a literary spirit for the Myanmar readers, has been regularly including the “New Classics of Khao Ma History” that Master Takkanth Phonaing wanted to pass on to the readers, in a monthly serial translation in Longmalay Magazine. Just when the “Khao Ma Powers” ​​section was about to be finished, Ms. Malay Long, who has a literary heart, passed away. Master Takkanth Phonaing wanted to continue translating and writing the Khao Ma Heroes section, but it was not possible.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe author wants to familiarize the Burmese reader with the important original source of world literature, the European literary culture. It is impossible to fully understand Western literature and thought without knowing the terms and concepts of Western literature and Western literature. It is not easy to write a new type of novel called novel that meets world standards without knowing the artistic techniques and methods of Western literature and Western literature. There are things to imitate and learn from the techniques and artistic methods of novel from Western literature and Western literature. If we understand these as well as our own Burmese literature, Burmese culture, and Burmese thought, we will be able to create good novels that do not cover the bones. This is the literary dedication of the author.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMaster Zawgyi began translating the world literature book \"Plato's Introduction\" for the Burmese literature. A few years after the publication of the book \"Plato's Introduction\", when I met Master Yi, Saya Uthman Phonaing praised Master Zawgyi and asked him about it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I am very happy that you have translated Plato’s Introduction, sir. 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I don't want to blame myself for not hating or forgetting a beloved sword that I met in the shade of Pi Tauk, who is just a \"commoner\" in my country of ideas, but I don't want to find evidence to hate it, a reason to forget it...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEvery time I see a beautiful lotus, I imagine someone I don't like, and although my aching heart is not relieved, I think I'm the only one who is surprised that I repeat the cycle of pain once a year.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e When the lotus blossoms, I always look up to the sky, breathing in the fresh air.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen I see it, it doesn't move, but somewhere deep in my heart, it still stirs up the lingering pain, and I don't understand myself, \"The flower is the best flower.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I don't know if I cherished the freshness of the seasonal flowers and valued them.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e (3)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt was the Thingyan period, when the moon was full of clouds and the clouds were thick and cloudy. “The smell of rain, oil, and pine trees mixed with the smell of the earth and drifted around.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I was sitting alone and calmly under a sycamore tree by the still-flooded stream of Nyaung Waing village.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA little further away, in the courtyard of the house of the chairman of the Asian Youth, Ko Thein Maung, I could not see the floating rice field because the surrounding trees were protecting me, but I could hear the sounds clearly. “Uk ka la pa... hum ma so ka…”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe sound of Daw Pu, the strong woman of Nyaung Waing village, singing the monkey song and the sound of her cane hitting the ground came out. The sound of the bamboo flutes played by adults, youth, women, and men also came out.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Captain. . Please help me here, the real man has grown a tail and is now a monkey, ahh.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe loud, playful cry, which was made to sound like that of my disciple, Comrade Than Htut, continued to emerge.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Wow.. I'm relying on your captains, now... if you don't dance, will you have to pull out the tail in front of you...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Oh my.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Than Htut Gyi also said, \"Don't be shy, Prince, hey, hey, Daw Pu.\" The audience was shocked again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Oh my, what did Thano do to me? Heal him, now now...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA sound of a thumping sound echoed in the background. The two of us, Kyaw Than Htut Gyi, the most cheerful and last-looking soldier of the Burmese Army revolutionary battalion that had temporarily camped in Nyaung Waing village, and Daw Pu Gyi, the “young lady” of Nyaung Waing village, were going to compete with each other in this way.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThingyan is a truly joyful Myanmar festival for those who enjoy it. I, who prefer to be alone and enjoy my own thoughts rather than having fun with friends, sat quietly by the stream.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe shadows of the drooping reed trees swayed peacefully as the water of the falling stream rose. Along with the ripples that swirled in the muddy stream, the betel and mangrove trees also swayed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe petals of the lotus flower are falling towards the ground. The golden yellow petals are scattered around the water that surrounds the ground.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThis Thingyan, which is reminiscent of the revolutionary era, is when two different types of paddy fields bloom at the same time. Lost in thought, my mind drifted along with the water of the stream, I don't know how far. With the sound of the water pouring down, my whole body became wet, and then I turned around in surprise. At the same time, I heard a pleasant, hearty laugh.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eLeave...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I was laughing heartily as if I was enjoying myself, as if I was enjoying the water of a hidden person who had been practicing alone during the Thingyan festival. My two pairs of blue eyes, surrounded by long, flowing, bumblebee-colored eyelashes, were filled with tears of joy.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSuddenly, he stopped speaking, only staring at the bright white teeth that flashed as he laughed, his fair skin and blue eyes. \"What's wrong, Ko Myint Khaing, are you surprised that someone is hiding under the palm tree, quietly chatting?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAlthough the whole village respectfully calls me a three-star lieutenant colonel, I am affectionately called by my first name. There is a reason why I deserve to be called that.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBefore the war, Da and I studied together at the university. At that time, I didn't know Da, who was a girl studying zoology, which was popular among the Kala and Kabyas, and Da didn't know me, who spent his time in the philosophy department and the books on theology. During the war, while serving in the Tatmadaw, I often visited the Asian Youth Headquarters, and I became friends with Da, who I met forever in the Women's Department. When we met, Da's family fled to Nyaung Waing village, and I was on duty, so we got to know each other better.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt was also not unusual for the two of us, who had been away from the university, and who were unfamiliar with the university “lingo” and the language that was so foreign to outsiders, to be able to talk endlessly in every spare moment.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"It's true that I was surprised, but the sad thing is that I still don't have a master to miss...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Is that what you said...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The dog happily followed and sat down next to me, his paws splayed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I don't know. Are you talking about the song \"Hlaaraa\" that your soldiers used to sing... \"I don't want to give you a choice, I want to give you a beautiful flower...\"?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe was playing quietly, picking up the little pistils under the bowl that was placed upside down on his lap.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I smiled and gazed up at the golden lotus flower that bloomed above the tree.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I love the lotus flower so much, and sometimes I'm afraid that I might accidentally connect with the lotus flower and the nostalgic stories it tells.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Hey... you're imagining it again...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I don't know where my words were funny, I'm laughing out loud. Even after I stop laughing, I keep criticizing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"You dreamers, writers, and poets, it's quite funny. You want to make nature bloom, but the blooming lotus won't let go, the jasmine won't let go, the sedge won't give you peace, and there's no rose left. You want to make excuses and smear it with tears.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“This is how it is. The poet’s job is to create a general concept of a subject that is committed to the work of the poet. For example, it may seem like they are creating a specific topic such as the blooming and falling of a flower, but poets create a general concept of the existence, destruction, and impermanence of a certain worldly nature in order to make it seem to the reader’s mind. I think I once explained this concept in the poems of Saya Zaw Gyi and Saya Mya Ke Tu, who delicately presented human pain and goodwill in the description of the flower…”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"While you were talking, I seemed to understand. Then, there was nothing wrong with you. You think art is just like that. Wait a minute, you're not a poet, but how do you see the lotus flower...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I smiled, knowing what kind of criticism Da would get if I answered.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I see it as a romantic fantasy love...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He turned to me with wide eyes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Is it funny for a sword...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Here, my view and yours are so similar that I'm surprised...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I was surprised too. \u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Other Websites","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":42482127437973,"sku":"","price":0.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_ea54f9a0-52ec-4308-be7c-0710fc63c778.jpg?v=1730271109"},{"product_id":"တက္ကသိုလ်ဘုန်းနိုင်-ပညာရဲ့သဘော","title":"University of Phonaing - The meaning of knowledge","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e What about Myanmar?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the literal sense.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn Myanmar, there are many words related to wisdom that come from Buddhist culture. The Buddha preached and taught wisdom in a very unique way. Wisdom is the top in Buddhism. The Buddha preached three teachings: morality, concentration, and wisdom. When you look at this in depth, you will find words that you should pay attention to. The most important is the word wisdom that teachers have taken from Myanmar.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThen there's the word \"intelligence,\" then there's the word \"wisdom,\" then there's the word \"knowledge,\" as I just mentioned, and then there's the word \"knowledge,\" which is not very well known. The word \"passion.\" Then there's the word \"philosophy.\" All of these will have to be included in the discussion of knowledge.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eFirst, I will explain in very general terms that are understandable to most people. What is wisdom? Wisdom can be considered a quality of a person, a human energy. A wise person has the energy of wisdom. When it comes to quality, it cannot be touched with the eyes, ears, or hands. It can only be known with the mind. Its energy is the mind. Wisdom is the energy that benefits people. What kind of beneficial energy is it? Generally, wisdom can make people do what they want to do and prevent what they don't want to do. This is a very high meaning, so I will explain it. It needs to be understood.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen talking about knowledge, there is knowledge, there is knowledge. So, when we use the English word Information, we mean knowledge. What kind of knowledge is knowledge? How do you know? There is knowledge by looking. There is knowledge by hearing. There is knowledge through what others say. However, there is no guarantee that information is knowledge. It may not have infallible accuracy.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI know it when I know it. I want to know it when I know it is true. I want to know it when I know it is true. I want to know it when I know it is true even if it is half true. That's why there are words these days, right? Disinformation and Misinformation. This is information that people give to people, and people believe it is true.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBy doing so, the intelligent can play the less intelligent. It can be good or bad. It can be right or wrong. There are no guarantees.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Knowledge is also a teacher.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Knowledge is\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe is a little closer to the truth. That kind of knowing is called. The collection of information based on observation, study, etc. is called Knowledge. It is not just one. It is not just that collection, but the thoughts that are based on the collected information and draw conclusions is called Knowledge.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe body of knowledge that I have explored. But from that body of knowledge, I think and draw conclusions. An idea is a matter of the mind. It is not something that can be grasped with objects. In English, it is called an idea. Plato called it the id. It is the same. A matter of the mind.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAgain, not just knowing and understanding, but also understanding, the kind of knowledge that reaches the level of understanding, not just knowing, is called Knowledge. The word Knowledge also has the connotation of understanding.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAnother word, Learning, is usually said to be learning. Its meaning is the knowledge gained through study. In most fields such as philosophy and language, the study of knowledge is called Learning. It is different from knowledge and Learning. It is similar. But knowledge is broader. I want to be more specific.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIntuition is something that is very rarely used by people. He also knows it. But what kind of knowledge is it called? It is a deep knowledge that is not known by the general public, and it is called a kind of knowledge that cannot be understood by the general public. In Pali, it is called आणाना विशाया. It is difficult and profound. It has meanings that cannot be easily known.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSo, for example, nowadays, people talk about it. Everyone has heard of Relativity, they talk about it. I don't know if they really understand it. Only people like Einstein can understand this. You can't follow everything. There are these ideas.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe most comprehensive word related to all of these is wisdom, wisdom is called “wisdom” because it is a Pali word, and English translators often translate wisdom as “wisdown.” It is not ordinary knowledge. It is not a collection of ordinary knowledge. It is a high-level understanding based on a broad understanding. Here is the use of wisdom. It is a meaning. It is not just knowing how to understand. Based on knowing how to understand, a person has the ability to decide. And then he understands from every corner of the world. That is what is called wisdom.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn English, when we interpret wisdom (wisdom implies superior judgment and understanding based on broad knowledge), wisdom is not just common sense, but a sense that can lead and maintain people in areas where they work, talk, and think.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn Pali, there is a saying that does not say \"knowledge is not a virtue\". The Lord Buddha said that in the minds of the noble monks, knowledge always comes first. Ordinary people often do not put knowledge first, but things other than knowledge take precedence, which is why there is so much sadness and heartache in the world.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eTherefore, wisdom is not just about knowing. It is about maintaining and improving one's physical, mental, and spiritual karma. It has many good meanings. It should be understood in a general sense.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The word 'knowledge' in Burmese is\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhere does the word wisdom come from? It comes from the word pajanana. When it comes to very difficult wisdom, the Buddha used the word pajanati. For example, in the Mahasatipatthana Sutta, where the Buddha described the only path and the only vehicle to reach the path of Nibbana, he used the word pajanati repeatedly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eFor example, if you walk, you know that you are walking. If you sit, you know that you are sitting. There, the Buddha used the word “know” as a pajanāti. Because the nature of knowing\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThere are many Pali words that say. Pajanati is the highest. It is known by wisdom that if you walk, you walk. That is why it is called pajanati. It is not used without reason. The Buddha said “know” in general, know deeply, know from all sides, know deeply. It is a little difficult to translate into Burmese.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe word \"wisdom\" also comes from the word \"pyazanya\". It's the same. It comes from that same word \"pyazanya\".\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThere is a word related to wisdom. Wisdom is also knowledge. In Pali, it means knowing wisdom, wisdom. When we talk about wisdom, we talk about wisdom, and when we talk about wisdom, we talk about wisdom. In terms of meaning, they are often similar. They are just used differently according to grammar.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eFor example, I have heard the words \"manga nyan\" and \"phul nyan\". In the context of \"nyan\", \"magga nyan\" and \"phul nyan\" are also used. Similarly, \"sinta maya nyan\", \"sutama nyan\", \"sota maya nyan\", \"bhavana nama nyan\" are also used, as are \"seinta maya nyan\", \"suta maya nyan\", \"sota maya nyan\", and \"bhavana nama nyan\". In some places, they can be used interchangeably.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThat is why the wise are called in many ways. Most people have heard of the wise as a pundit. There is also Medavi. Medavi also refers to the wise. Because Meda also refers to knowledge. Similarly, Vinyu is also called the wise. Kavi is also the wise, and similarly there is the wise called Nani. The words are related to each other.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen we talk about knowledge, there is a word that is inevitably associated with it. Wijja. The Pali dictionary defines Wijja as knowledge, wisdom, divine knowledge, mantra, and ariya nyan. There are many different meanings for the same word. In English, Wijja is known as knowledge or learning or schorlarship or science, wisdom, skill, and so on.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the Dhamma, when talking about the attainment of wisdom, the words sakkhon udapadi, nanam udapadi, viñña udapadi, vijja udapadi, aloka udapadi are used. Udpadi means that which is evident. Udpadi means that which becomes clear and distinct. Here, the words viñña and vijja are used. If the concepts that are hidden there are explained clearly, it will become a book. I will not expand on this. Those who want to know more, please continue to read the books of the Buddha and the books preached by the great sages. That is all I want to say.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cbr data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003cbr data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Other Websites","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":42482149359765,"sku":"","price":0.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_0f7693ea-b1d8-4cbf-9592-a3ddc4731f3c.jpg?v=1730271137"},{"product_id":"တက္ကသိုလ်ဘုန်းနိုင်-မိုးညအိမ်မက်မြူ","title":"University of Phonaing - Rainy Night Dream","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003ePart (1)\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSister from a past life\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Tenfold bond\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Mom and Dad\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The Himalayas\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Every time I go up\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Maung Thar's side\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e With one hand\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Golden handshake\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The body is shaking.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Entrance to the cave\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e They arrived together.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He is in front.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e With the air of a king\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e If you are, then\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It's still there.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e (1)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eLooking out the glass window of the train, you can see the green fields and the hailstones that have just begun to fall.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt was the beginning of the Thadingyut month, and the rice fields were already waist-high. Looking beyond this emerald sea of ​​rice fields, swaying in the wind and swaying, I could see the Bago River in the east, as if it were a misty, misty landscape.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs the train slowed down, the sound of a clatter, the kind you hear when crossing a large iron bridge, suddenly appeared.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Under the bridge, I saw a brown stream flowing furiously and heaving.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“That’s the Phoe Tha Aung Bridge, Tu Magay, on the border of Tharyarwady District and Pyay District. In fifteen to twenty minutes, we’ll reach Paungthi.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe old man in front of me, about fifty years old, spoke, and the woman, who was called \"Big Sister,\" was about thirty years old, with fair skin, dark, flowing eyelashes, a prominent nose, and a face that was both beautiful and steadfast, smiled politely, showing her white, even teeth.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Ah...we're going to Paungthi Aung, thank you for letting us know in advance, but I'll continue on to Thaekone…” he said.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes, ah...we've only spoken in private, let's get to know each other before we part ways. My name is U Thein Maung, and I'm...the owner of the machine...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The young woman smiled. Her smile was bright but calm and dignified.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“My name is Dr. Ma Thet Yi, I am a lecturer in the Department of Psychology at Yangon University. It is a pleasure to meet you.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e U Thein Maung's eyes widened in surprise.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Dr....Dr. Ma Thet Yi, a doctor means you have a doctorate.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"The word 'professor' is too lofty, but it's still used as a term today...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eU Thein Maung nodded and commented, “Well... times have changed a lot.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Back then, was it really rare to have a doctorate? All you know is Dr. Ba Maw, Dr. Ba Han, Dr. Thein, and then your cousin, Professor Dr. U Hla Phu, who would become a teacher, there were only these great people.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Yes... Master U Hla Phu is our teacher, yes, he is our father, he is a great and inexhaustible benefactor.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Well... well... it's a pleasure to meet you. Seeing a woman like you have a doctorate degree makes me happy for the future of Myanmar. I wish you happiness while you are visiting the region. The people of the region are very friendly. Now... now... take your things, my dear.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eU Thein Maung politely interrupted and turned his face to the newspaper. Ma Thet Yi thanked U Thein Maung.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs a former world traveler, Ma Thet Yi had prepared in advance, so she didn't have to pack anything until she got off at the station. However, she had one important matter to attend to. That's why Ma Thet Yi was grateful to U Thein Maung for his understanding.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMa Thet Yi pulled out a piece of paper from her notebook. She had to write as best she could in the motion of the train, so her handwriting was not neat. But it didn't matter.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ma Theri smiled faintly, folded the paper, and put it in an envelope. Then she addressed it. The train was not moving very fast, so it was not difficult to write.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“U Min Lwin, Deputy Secretary, Ministry of Culture, Secretariat, Yangon”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e After sealing the envelope, Ma Thet Yi put it in an empty bag and started to pack and prepare everything. After finishing everything in a few minutes, she sat down and looked out the window again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMa Thet Yi was a little excited to come to Paungsing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Through a fellow writer and lecturer, Ma Thet Yi got to know many writers, poets, and artists from Paungthina. The beauty of Paungthina that they described was breathtaking.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Green fields, lush forests, dark mountains...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBut Ma Thet Yi could not see these beauties clearly, because the rain outside was already pouring down with great anger and bitterness.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The train slowed down again and crossed a small stream. It was entering Paungthi town.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe train started to enter the city from the side of a building that looked like the police station. At that moment, U Thein Maung looked up from the newspaper and spoke.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Since this is my sister’s first visit to this area, I have to ask, what kind of people will be waiting to meet me at the station?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Yes, I am staying at the house of retired Justice Minister U Min Khaing. I will come and pick you up.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Ah... U Min Khaing, huh... So don’t worry even if there’s no one to greet you. They know who to ask at the station. Well... I’ll tell you the context. Your Paungthina area was famous during the Saya San Rebellion, so some people think that Paungthina people are tough and ruthless. Well, when it comes to matters of the Wan Thanu, you’re tough and ruthless, but in normal times, your people are very polite. That means even if there’s no one to greet you, don’t worry about anything, right?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMa Thet Yi had to say “Yes sir” out of politeness, but she was deeply moved. The people of this region seem to be very proud of their region. The writer Thaw Ta Swe, who was a close friend of Ma Thet Yi, once wrote proudly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Gasconia in France, Scotland in England, and Paungthina in Burma\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhether what \"Brother Swe\" said was true or not, Ma Thet Yi was truly thrilled to have arrived in Paungsing...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Before Ma Theri could finish her thoughts, the train arrived at Paungthi Station.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ma Thet Yi said goodbye to U Thein Maung, pulled out her leather suitcase and other belongings, and got off the train.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen I got outside, the rain was heavier than I expected, Ma Thet Yi said.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The strong wind was blowing hailstones everywhere. It was still midday, but the rain was dark and seemed to be late evening. The sound of thunder drowned out the sound of the trees swaying in the wind.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen she found the letter in her bag, she put it in the mailbox and stood on the platform of the station, looking up.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I don't know if it was because of the rain or because there were fewer people getting off, but the station was empty.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ma Thet Yi was a little worried.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It's a good thing that a stranger has arrived in this land amidst this rain, this wind, this water.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMa Thet Yi sighed and braced herself. She had traveled far and wide, even in foreign lands, hadn't she?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e At that moment, a man in his forties approached Ma Theri.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Excuse me, sir, is this Dr. Daw Thet Yi?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe man's question made Ma Thet Yi happy, and she quickly looked at him before answering.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e His appearance is noble, his dress is honest and neat. He has a calm and steady demeanor in his polite and respectful manner.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ma Ther Yi smiled calmly and replied, \"That's right, my name is Ther Yi.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“My name is Soe Hlaing, I am the steward of the great master U Min Khaing. The great master gave me this letter for you.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e As she took the letter that U Bo Hlaing had handed her, Ma Thet Yi glanced at his face. Judging by the way he called her “teacher,” it seemed that U Bo Hlaing knew her well in advance.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe handwriting on the letter was that of U Min Khaing, whom Ma Thet Yi clearly recognized. There was nothing special about the letter. U Min Khaing had to leave for the country on an urgent matter, so he would try to return today, but he would not be able to make it before the train arrived. If he did not, he would be asked to forgive him and to trust the treasurer Hlaing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Other Websites","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":42482162204821,"sku":"","price":0.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_23683d55-24b9-403b-89eb-b47bf68f39e0.jpg?v=1730271165"},{"product_id":"တက္ကသိုလ်ဘုန်းနိုင်-သူ့ကျွန်မခံပြီ","title":"University of Phonaing - I have accepted his servant.","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Chapter (1)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It was a rainy night in late May, 1885.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOn this dark night, filled with the sound of rain and wind, a bullock cart suddenly crashed into the courtyard of the three-story house of Francis M. Frederik Hacts, surrounded by a five-story wall in the western part of the jewel-like city of Nay Pyi Taw, a horse-drawn carriage.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThree people, their heads and bodies covered in black robes, descended from the carriage. At that moment, a sharp sound like the chirping of a hundred birds broke through the sound of the rain and wind, and the three people who had descended from the carriage took a step back. However, a guard with a bayonet appeared from inside the gate.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Please, Ko Yin Kyauk Lone Yar, isn't Ko Yin Kin Wut first? Let us feed you first.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Another replied, spitting out betel leaves.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"If you bend, bend, Ko Yin Chit San Nel, I don't want to bend either. I'm not used to guarding the Golden Palace, but I'm tired of coming and serving in this white-and-white iron hut, Twi.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKyauk Lone also spat in response, and Chit San warned, \"Watch your mouth, Ko Yin.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The stone continued to laugh loudly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Minister Yang Ko Yin Nay, I am talking about something that is not hot. . That English-owned Saint Barbe and his white-faced dogs, who are still left in Nay Pyi Taw after they ran away because they could not stand the wrath of the Monk?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"It's okay, Korin, if you mix a little palm juice - the wind has grown, the words spoken by Saha and the North will be right and wrong, it's okay, I'll go on a day off, when the hour is up, Saha will wake up.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Chit San went inside the tent and the other two also got up. Only Kyaung Lone and her companion were left outside by the fire.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe stone said, lazily picking up a song.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"My dear mother...she didn't have mercy, so I added a golden child, the tide is rising, Thailand, with this rain and this wind.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What about Thailand, Ko Rin, if you're going to visit this time, shouldn't it be Yangon or Hanthawaddy?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e His companion nodded, and the voice of love emerged from within.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Korin, Korin, please keep your mouth shut,\" Kyauk Lone continued to speak without hesitation.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Aye...yes, if you march this time, you will have to drive the white troops of Yangon, Hanthawaddy, and this Bengal city into the sea. My mother, she has no mercy, so I added a golden child.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I added it...heh..heh.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe companion next to him gave a nod and lay down on the mat by the fire. Only the stone continued to sing, mumbling.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Yangon, Hanthawaddy, with this rain and this wind, even if it means death, I will always be with you, I miss you so much.. I miss you so much”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBetween the brick wall and the water tank, the two men nodded and cast their shadows. They could see no one else on the right. Inside the tent, there was only one stone, leaning against their side, enjoying himself.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Therefore, immediately after the next flash of lightning, the two of them quickly crossed over to the shadow of the iron tent, which was a few yards away.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe iron tent has long legs, so a person can stand comfortably from the bottom.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe man in the courtyard led the major to the southeast corner of this dark basement. When they reached a place, they stopped and the one who had led them climbed onto a small stool that seemed to have been prepared and used a long sword to separate the floor. Then, he spread his hands across the separated floor. A man opened a small opening.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Major, don't sit on this chair, I'll climb up. I'll pull you up from above, then Major, climb up.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The major nodded in understanding. Soon, both of them were climbing up gracefully. \"You're so smart, bloodthirsty bastard.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs soon as they reached the top floor, the colonel placed his hand on the shoulder of the person who had led them and praised them.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"This room is closest to the inner chamber of the Chief of Staff. No one is allowed to enter this side of the room except him and his assistants. Come on, Major, we'll go to the hotel.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe bloodsucker, who had been called the Great Bloodsucker, walked towards a nearby window as he spoke, and the Major followed him, stepping on his toes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The room was airy, so the sound of the rain outside was barely audible.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe window they approached had a Chinese-style door, and a thick curtain was hanging from the inside. The light from the curtain was shining softly here. The bloodthirsty man slipped between the dagger and the Chinese-style door, and the curtain was slightly moved.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In the other room, large candles were lit by the colors.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOn the floor of the other room, two large, thick, crimson French carpets were spread out in the center. At the entrance to the room, there was a large green velvet curtain. The white walls were hung with gold-plated candlesticks. Silver-plated rifles were also hung on the wall. In the center of the wall, to the left of those watching from the other room, there was a gold-plated painting of a tall, white man. At the bottom of the painting, two Western swords, called sabots, were brought out of the house and hung in a cross-shaped pattern.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDirectly below the painting, two large, upholstered chairs are arranged side by side, and the two figures seated above them are of the greatest interest. The one on the right is the French monarch himself, dressed in a brown sheepskin coat with a goatee, a flowing moustache, a stern but smiling face. The one on his left is a Burmese man in his forties, wearing a tight silk shirt and a long, gold-colored shawl. The figure is tall and strong, and his posture is that of a man accustomed to command, giving the impression of a man who is feared and feared.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAt this moment, the person was leaning forward slightly, still asking one of the two people who were sitting on the floor, each kneeling on a mat, something, so those watching from this side of the room couldn't see his face directly, but they could clearly see the large dragon tattooed on his neck.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe Major and the Blood Drinker were facing each other. They turned to look at each other. The Blood Drinker was examining his neck again, and his eyes fell on the Major's neck. The Major's neck also had a dragon on it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Is it you, the Secretary of the Navy?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe Major's mouth whispered. The Blood Drinker was visibly shaken. At that moment, the Secretary sat up straight and saw his face clearly, and the Blood Drinker immediately felt a chill down his spine. The Secretary of the Boat was the highest and most difficult in the entire Golden Palace. As one of King Thibaw's most trusted generals, the Blood Drinker already knew that\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe secretary began to speak, looking directly into the eyes of the chief minister. His voice was as sharp as a human voice.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Know that I have come to your palace at such an untimely hour, and that what I am about to say must not be uttered in the open air. Before I open this important matter, I would like to ask you some questions. Please answer me honestly and truthfully, as befits a true and loyal ally, Ambassador.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen the secretary finished speaking, someone sitting on the carpet spoke again in French.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The bloodthirsty man pointed to the interpreter, who was thin, with bloodshot eyes, a crooked nose, and a high forehead.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I don't want to be too suspicious of this man, Major. He often comes to Than Te, drinks wine. He also hangs out with Franciscans like Bon Vision.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The major nodded and listened intently to the conversation between the secretary and the French ambassador through the interpreter.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHaas replied, leaning forward slightly and bowing politely.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I am very honored that the Secretary has come in person. In response to your question, Your Majesty knows that our Franciscans, despite the hostility of our neighboring country, England, paved the way for the benefit of the Golden King of Inwa, and I will answer all the questions you have. Please give me your order. I will answer everything I know and everything I have.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe Secretary of the Navy's face became more determined, and he stared intently through the French ambassador's face, as if he were examining his mind, and asked a brief question.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Is it true that M. Jules Ferry, the Minister of Foreign Affairs of our Republic, has been dismissed?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"That's right, Secretary.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“In this case, the affairs of our two countries were discussed and worked out during the time of Im(r) Julius(r) Ferry. At this time, Im(r) Julius(r) Ferry is awaiting death in prison. Who will support our possible leaders?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA faint smile appeared on Haas' face as he perceived the secretary's attitude, which was characterized by an oriental mindset and little knowledge of world affairs.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"There is no need to worry about this, I am not going to prison, I am not expecting death, I am not going to lose anything, it is just a change of government due to lack of support in parliament.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e When the secretary heard Hart's reply through the interpreter, his expression darkened as if he did not understand. Then\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Why not imprison them? Why not eliminate the culprits? Your president is a weakling.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"He muttered to himself. Haas continued to explain.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“According to our country’s system of governance, even if the government changes, the new government must still abide by the international commitments of the previous government. So, even though Empress Julien Ferry is gone, France will continue to fulfill the promise it made to the Inwa Shwe Palace.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"How do I present evidence?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHart glanced at the oriental court official, who seemed to trust no one.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The ship's secretary continued to give orders.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"You said this, all we know is that Lord Lyons, the British ambassador in Paris, was so insistent on the Queen's order to cancel the plan with France and Burma that even the Empress Julius Ferry had to give in a little, didn't you?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I can explain this very well. The true communications between Francis and Burma are kept secret, don't you think? It is also not true that Minister Ferry gave Lord Lyon a concession. Lord Lyon threatened that the British government would use force to prevent a military treaty between Francis and the Shwe Nandaw, so Minister Ferry replied as a political ploy that Francis would not give any military aid to the Shwe Nandaw. In any case, on the same day that this reply was made, Minister Ferry handed over to the Burmese embassy in Paris a notice of the plan to send arms and ammunition to the Yadanarbon capital via Tonkin, which I believe reached the Shwe Nandaw.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHart stroked his beard and gently tilted his head forward as if asking for a favor from the secretary.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"It is true that the letter arrived. However, the plan to send arms and ammunition mentioned in the letter has not been implemented to this day.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Let it be realized. At present, the situation we are facing in Tonkin is not over, nor is the war between the Chinese Emperor and our Anan Province extinguished. Even if these matters are over, Minister Ferri's letter will not be changed. Minister Ferri's government resigned last March. The fact that I arrived in the Yadanarbon capital this May, two months after the letter, to process the information contained in it, is sufficient proof that the French government has not changed its position regarding the Inwa Shwe Nan.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe secretary frowned, his brow furrowing in thought until his eyes fell on the two men on the carpet. The interpreter nodded involuntarily.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The secretary's face brightened again and he looked at Hart meaningfully.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I am satisfied with this explanation. 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Please come.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e As he spoke, Hart himself opened the velvet curtain at the entrance and invited them to make way.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSoon the room was deserted and silent.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Other Websites","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":42482170757269,"sku":"","price":0.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_12744c8d-f282-49ca-bf28-ee1924003a19.jpg?v=1730271180"},{"product_id":"တက္ကသိုဘ်ဘုန်းနိုင်-မောင့်ဘ၀ညအလားကွယ်","title":"University of Phonaing - The Night of the Dead","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e (1)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA small, thin man, like his songs, and as frail as he could be, Yenntha Ko Soe Hlaing, who could not bear the harsh weather, arrived in Taunggyi in the cold December winter. When he arrived, Ko Luman Naung, who had been separated from me since we left school, and who is now a nationally renowned writer, was also waiting at my house.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo Soe Hlaing also brought a song that was as deep and cool as a winter night. The song's name was \"Night.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e One night, while the snowdrops were dancing in the moonlight outside the house, Soe Hlaing and I were sitting by the fireplace, smelling of pine oil, and a friend and student, the former president of the Mandalay University Artists' Association, who had come to my house to rest for a while.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo Tin Maung Myint and his wife are planning to broadcast the song “Nya” on Thazin.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Soe Hlaing originally composed the song with (5) pauk. Ko Tin Maung Myint and I thought it was too simple. Then\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Soe Hlaing tried a strange sound sequence with a (4) downbeat.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Ha... yes, the song's theme and melody are catchy.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo Soe Hlaing, as usual, batted his eyelashes under his glasses, swayed one leg and played the mandolin. Ko Tin Maung Myint closed his eyes and seemed to be listening to the melody. When the melody ended, he commented, “Yes, it’s better with this sound.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eUntil now, Ko Luan Naung had been staring at the flickering flames in the fireplace, barely noticing a cigarette. It was only when Ko Tin Maung Myint made a comment that he asked.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"The melody is quite beautiful. I think it's more heart-wrenching than beautiful. What's the name of the song?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I replied.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Night\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA subtle but noticeable change swept over Ko Lumanaw's face.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Ah... \"night\"?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Yes... Ko Myint Thein composed the lyrics for the song based on Tagore's poem \"Night\".”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Who is Ko Myint Thein?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“We are friends. I don’t have a pen name yet. I write poems called Pyinmana Maung Yi Naung. My job is as an agricultural officer. You must have heard of Ko Soe Hlaing’s work, “Khaung Aung Myay,” which you call Tin Tin Mya. The lyrics in it were written by Ko Myint Thein.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Ha... Then it would be a good song. I'm interested in the name \"Night\".\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Why are you interested in this name, Ko Luman Naung?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I was thinking of writing a novel called Nya. My friend Maung Moe Thu has already written a novel with that name. His novel is also quite good, but the Nya he means is one way, the Nya I mean is another way, oh... I don’t know if I should say it’s a homonym.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Tin Maung Myint looked at him and gave him advice.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“So, let’s do this, write another song called My Life is Like a Night”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Luman Naung's eyes, covered in sorrow, lost their color.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"My life is like a night sky.\" This name is very good.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e (1)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA small, thin man, like his songs, and as frail as he could be, Yenntha Ko Soe Hlaing, who could not bear the harsh weather, arrived in Taunggyi in the cold December winter. When he arrived, Ko Luman Naung, who had been separated from me since we left school, and who is now a nationally renowned writer, was also waiting at my house.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo Soe Hlaing also brought a song that was as deep and cool as a winter night. The song's name was \"Night.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e One night, while the snowdrops were dancing in the moonlight outside the house, Soe Hlaing and I were sitting by the fireplace, smelling of pine oil, and a friend and student, the former president of the Mandalay University Artists' Association, who had come to my house to rest for a while.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo Tin Maung Myint and his wife are planning to broadcast the song “Nya” on Thazin.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Soe Hlaing originally composed the song with (5) pauk. Ko Tin Maung Myint and I thought it was too simple. Then\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Soe Hlaing tried a strange sound sequence with a (4) downbeat.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Ha... yes, the song's theme and melody are catchy.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo Soe Hlaing, as usual, batted his eyelashes under his glasses, swayed one leg, and played the mandolin. Ko Tin Maung Myint closed his eyes and seemed to be gazing out into the distance, his mind racing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It's the same. When the song ended, he commented, \"Yes, it sounds better with this sound.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eUntil now, Ko Luan Naung had been staring at the flickering flames in the fireplace, barely noticing a cigarette. It was only when Ko Tin Maung Myint made a comment that he asked.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"The melody is quite beautiful. I think it's more heart-wrenching than beautiful. What's the name of the song?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I replied.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Night\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA subtle but noticeable change swept over Ko Lumanaw's face.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Ah... \"night\"?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Yes... Ko Myint Thein composed the lyrics for the song based on Tagore's poem \"Night\".”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Who is Ko Myint Thein?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“We are friends. I don’t have a pen name yet. I write poems called Pyinmana Maung Yi Naung. My job is as an agricultural officer. You must have heard of Ko Soe Hlaing’s work, “Khaung Aung Myay,” which you call Tin Tin Mya. The lyrics in it were written by Ko Myint Thein.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Ha... Then it would be a good song. I'm interested in the name \"Night\".\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Why are you interested in this name, Ko Luman Naung?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I was thinking of writing a novel called Nya. My friend Maung Moe Thu has already written a novel with that name. His novel is also quite good, but the Nya he means is one way, the Nya I mean is another way, oh... I don’t know if I should say it’s a homonym.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Tin Maung Myint looked at him and gave him advice.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“So, let’s do this, write another song called My Life is Like a Night”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Luman Naung's eyes, covered in sorrow, lost their color.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"My life is like a night sky.\" This name is very good.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e (1)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA small, thin man, like his songs, and as frail as he could be, Yenntha Ko Soe Hlaing, who could not bear the harsh weather, arrived in Taunggyi in the cold December winter. When he arrived, Ko Luman Naung, who had been separated from me since we left school, and who is now a nationally renowned writer, was also waiting at my house.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo Soe Hlaing also brought a song that was as deep and cool as a winter night. The song's name was \"Night.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e One night, while the snowdrops were dancing in the moonlight outside the house, Soe Hlaing and I were sitting by the fireplace, smelling of pine oil, and a friend and student, the former president of the Mandalay University Artists' Association, who had come to my house to rest for a while.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo Tin Maung Myint and his wife are planning to broadcast the song “Nya” on Thazin.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Soe Hlaing originally composed the song with (5) pauk. Ko Tin Maung Myint and I thought it was too simple. Then\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Soe Hlaing tried a strange sound sequence with a (4) downbeat.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Ha... yes, the song's theme and melody are catchy.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo Soe Hlaing, as usual, batted his eyelashes under his glasses, swayed one leg, and played the mandolin. Ko Tin Maung Myint closed his eyes and seemed to be gazing out into the distance, his mind racing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It's the same. When the song ended, he commented, \"Yes, it sounds better with this sound.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eUntil now, Ko Luan Naung had been staring at the flickering flames in the fireplace, barely noticing a cigarette. It was only when Ko Tin Maung Myint made a comment that he asked.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"The melody is quite beautiful. I think it's more heart-wrenching than beautiful. What's the name of the song?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I replied.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Night\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA subtle but noticeable change swept over Ko Lumanaw's face.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Ah... \"night\"?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Yes... Ko Myint Thein composed the lyrics for the song based on Tagore's poem \"Night\".”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Who is Ko Myint Thein?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“We are friends. I don’t have a pen name yet. I write poems called Pyinmana Maung Yi Naung. My job is as an agricultural officer. You must have heard of Ko Soe Hlaing’s work, “Khaung Aung Myay,” which you call Tin Tin Mya. The lyrics in it were written by Ko Myint Thein.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Ha... Then it would be a good song. I'm interested in the name \"Night\".\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Why are you interested in this name, Ko Luman Naung?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I was thinking of writing a novel called Nya. My friend Maung Moe Thu has already written a novel with that name. His novel is also quite good, but the Nya he means is one way, the Nya I mean is another way, oh... I don’t know if I should say it’s a homonym.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Tin Maung Myint looked at him and gave him advice.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“So, let’s do this, write another song called My Life is Like a Night”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Luman Naung's eyes, covered in sorrow, lost their color.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"My life is like a night sky.\" This name is very good. \u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Now... you guys sing.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Soe Hlaing looked at me and asked.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Are you satisfied with the lyrics, sir? Ko Myint Thein ordered them. Please correct them if you think they need to be corrected.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Yes, I want to fix three places.” “Which places?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"The clouds are covered with the autumn colors, and the stars are like silver, and the beauty of the sky is like silver.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Why, teacher?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“It seems like Karen is being stubborn. I don’t like the phrase “Ryong Lwin Ma Maung.” I’ll change it to “Tim Thar Pyay Shin, T’ayan Linsa, Y’el Min Tha Ma, Ngha Ngwe Sai.” That way, the first sentence will be consistent with the second sentence.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Soe Hlaing nodded in agreement. Then he urged, “Continue, teacher.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I bought a palace in the sun, and that's also a mistake. Instead, I'll change it to \"I bought a palace in the sun, and that's a mistake.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"And then?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “I think the words are too harsh for a man to sing, and the whole song emphasizes the metaphor, and I don’t like the direct lyrics where tears are shed.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I've done it, so how can the teacher shed tears like this?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Yes, I don’t have the courage to sing a song with tears in it, but I have the courage to sing a song like ‘Don’t cry, teacher.’ I feel like a butterfly, and I feel like a butterfly, teacher. Now, how do I change the lyrics?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I don’t know if the meanings are too secret, but I want to correct them like this. You are the one who is the dust of the world, the north wind, the heart of the world, what do you think, Ko Luman Naung?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Luam Naung's face turned gloomy.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"The north wind is blowing. What do you mean by the snow that is falling from the sky, Ko Pho Naing? I don't think it's tears, okay?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I didn't answer him, I just smiled.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI picked up the string, and Ko Tin Maung Myint took the violin and tuned it to Ko Soe Hlaing's mandolin. When everyone was ready, Ko Soe Hlaing said while playing the mandolin.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"The misty sky... the waves of silver... the mist of the moon, the vast expanse of the sky... the clouds, the temporary light, the king of stars... the beauty of silver... the world's own beginning.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWinter...Choose, the middle of the machine room...For example, the life of the mountain is hidden like the night...”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIf you notice the sound of the winter wind outside, you can hear it. In the night, covered with snow and mist, the beautiful flowers of the city of flowers, the night's love, are refreshed and ready to shine in the palace of the world tomorrow. When these beautiful flowers come together and celebrate, it is only the day that belongs to the sun, so there is no room for the night to cool them with snow and sweeten them with the gentle breeze.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Night is coming... I am buying a field of land that is more peaceful... I am buying a moment before dawn... I am buying a palace of the day that is surrounded by darkness, I am waiting for you, I am not proud, I am hiding from the enemy, I am not afraid, I am not afraid of others, I am not afraid of the night that is left behind... I am leaving it and it is night.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe gardener is the one who makes a flower beautiful. When the time is right and the flower blooms well, the one who is ready to take care of it is often someone else. This inconvenient nature is revealed by “Night”.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I was young... I was in love with you when I was in my teens... I was lost in thought... I was exhausted... My life was truly like the night, the north wind... the dust of the world... I could have left you as my husband instead of me...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The song returns to the verse of the night. (Leaving the night, saying \"night is over\"), ending with the verse\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThere was a distinct hint of crying in Ko Soe Hlaing's voice. We were all satisfied.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e We have a habit. When we create a work of art, we often feel light inside. At that time, we wake up feeling light and refreshed. 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I do write when I write, but we also want to read about the truth of the heart.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy teacher, a great teacher, Ra Zaw Gyi, advised me not to waste my time on the world's great literary heritage and to focus on delivering it to the people of Myanmar, since I had already reached the level of education, age, and position that I should have attained. His advice reached my ears. My age, experience, and work obligations also helped me and spoke to me.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the meantime, I wrote \"May the song of longing never end, Saw Thakin.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In fact, the age of 35 is the age of transition from youth to adulthood. In other words, it is the transition between winter and summer.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs I composed in the song “The End of the World Is Wide.” “The land is open to summer.” It is a place of mourning, but it is still in the shadow of winter.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I wrote this great novel, \"Let the Song of Longing Never End, Saw Thakin,\" with the mist and snow of Shan State as the backdrop.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I have found it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe beautiful winter that we long for is a song of community.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e However, even though it was a rainy season and the leaves were falling, we could feel that the spring flowers and buds were also delightful in their own way.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Love, University Honors.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e1. Blood loyalty and love\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It was the end of winter and the beginning of summer in 1931, during the month of Tabaung.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe patriotic peasant rebellion that began in the Tharyarwadi area spread throughout Burma, opening a new chapter in colonial and revolutionary history with blood and sword.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAt the call of the country, everyone with a strong character rose up with swords and blood, not only among the natives but also among the descendants of the Shan State people who had a long history of fighting against the British, starting from the 1885 Uprising.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHowever, just as the farmers who relied on their own strength and courage fell one by one to the bullets of British mercenaries, leaving behind tears and blood on the cracked fields, so too did the patriots of the Shan highlands, who fell scattered on the ground, covered in trees and willow leaves.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThus, amidst the sounds of shouting, wailing, gunfire, and the roar of the flames, a small, inconspicuous hut stands quietly amidst the misty mountains of the northern Sinai and the yellow leaves of every forest.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It was night, and the moonlight was falling softly and peacefully. It was misty and could be more diffused on a summer night.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“The leaves are yellow... the summer is drunk... the moon is just before the season, the dark clouds are hidden, the golden leaves... will appear... I can forget, I can live.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e From inside the hut, a woman's voice, singing softly and softly, accompanied by the sound of a harp, was coming out pleasantly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eInside the hut, a woman of about thirty, who was more graceful and dignified than the high-class bamboo floor, was playing a golden harp and singing softly. Not far away, a Shan man, about half his age, was holding a child of about the age of eight, listening to the music and singing. The young woman looked at the man and the child for a moment and asked the harpist, \"What is this?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Are you happy, my son, Khun Moi?” Khun Moi asked at this moment…\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"The baby has been asleep for a long time. I was so surprised by the sound of your voice that I didn't wake him up,\" he said respectfully.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe old woman said nothing more, but lowered her scythe and went to the nearby cradle, where the baby would sleep. Seeing the old woman's signal, the old man picked up the baby and gently placed him in the cradle.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e While Khun Moi was swinging the hammock to gain momentum, the young woman stood leaning against the window of the hut, looking outside.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe yellow leaves on the mountains outside could be seen faintly in the moonlight. The mountains were shrouded in mist and dark.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The young woman's beautiful face showed a hint of unhappiness. But it was not a look of weakness or weakness. It was the unhappiness of a woman who had calmly accepted whatever unpleasant event might happen.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKhun Moi looked at the sleeping child's pure face, at his mistress, and sighed softly. Then he came to a short distance from his mistress and stood there. The young woman whispered as if to herself.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"It's been over a month\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKhun Moi did not answer at all. He did not show any movement on his face. He understood what the lady meant. He knew that there was nothing to answer. He had feelings in his heart. But he was not one to show feelings, nor was he one to show them. So he stood still with a face that was completely motionless.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThere was only a single hand-held kerosene lamp inside the hut, so it wasn't very bright, but the moonlight outside made it not too dark.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e While Khun Moi was silent, the woman turned to Khun Moi and asked. \"It's been over a month, Khun Moi, haven't you heard anything?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKhun Moi's lips moved imperceptibly, but no words came out. His body and face remained as still as a stone.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The young woman sighed and smiled faintly, approaching Khun Mai.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"You have something to say, Khun Moi. No matter how much you keep your mouth shut, my lord knows what's inside you.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKhun Moi had not moved yet, the young woman looked at Khun Moi intently and then clapped her hands three times. Before long, a young Shan woman, about 20 years old, came in from the kitchen, looking dazed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The woman continued.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Even though you didn't tell me, Nanthi has ears and eyes by the fireplace, Khun Moi, do you know? Now, Nanthi.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eLook at the Shan girl named Nanthita, who is a woman of middle age. Please explain the meaning.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Having said that, Nanthida glanced at the queen and then raised her eyes to look at Khun Moi again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e At this moment, Khun Moi began to move. His expression showed that he was not satisfied with Nanthida. He began to speak with a determined expression, \"No more.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I have some things to say, but I am a young servant who is afraid of displeasing my master.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Do you need anything more unpleasant than this, Khun Moi?\" Khun Moi didn't answer. \"Now... try it.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"There was a battle in Sinni Ahol more than two weeks ago. 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I don't know when I even noticed that. Yes....... the moon is setting. It's outside...... outside my room. And outside my continuum.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI think I can hear the sound of yellow leaves falling. No. It can't be the sound of yellow leaves falling. Have you heard the sound of yellow leaves falling? It can't be. I think it's just the sound of the yellow leaves already falling being pushed by the wind and hitting the ground. I think...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I know when it's night. I know very well when it's a summer night with a full moon. It's hard... How do I know when?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe night seemed so quiet despite the sound of the yellow leaves moving. Well.......the yellow leaves weren't screaming incessantly, and the wind wasn't blowing non-stop............\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The wind blows. The yellow leaves scream. The moon also shines. What's going on? Everyone is outside. I'm outside....\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBuddha... Outside........... Outside... I'm outside. Outside... I'm laughing, I'm laughing....... Outside. I'm killing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Only from the outside. Oh dear............ Am I alone? Am I alone?............\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI stopped walking. As soon as I stopped, I realized that I had been walking backwards and forwards earlier. Can't you walk backwards and forwards in a room that's only about 10 feet wide?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I sat down at the writing table.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy brother... My brother is staring at me in the photo. Yes... staring. He's not smiling. He's not smiling in the photo. But... he's smiling outside too. My brother is smiling.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Don't smile, Ko Ko.. don't smile, you know? From now on, you'll be better off not smiling.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy desk is cluttered with clutter because the exam is coming up. It's even more cluttered because of the letters from Ko Ko that I've opened and read.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Little brother...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI miss my younger brother Ko Ko very much. Being separated from my younger brother is harder than when I was young, when my younger brother was so mean and used to punch Ko Ko in the chin. Would my hard-hearted younger brother make fun of Ko Ko? Ko Ko said, \"You talk like a woman...\". You only talk like a woman, you only talk like a woman... I really miss my younger brother Ko Ko. Oh my... When were we ever separated? And... In this world, Ko Ko and my younger brother are the only two...\" That letter was the first letter I received from Ko Ko when I first entered university a year ago.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAnother book... I got this one at the beginning of the year. ... Do you know about the bond, little brother? They say it's a bond. They say it's attached. It's something that can't be broken, something that can't be separated. The Dharma says that no one does what is right. For a human being, the Dharma is just a word. Isn't it..... little brother. A voice came into my ear. And then\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eLost. In the heart, there is a bond... not just once, not every year, not every third year. It's better to write it like this, not \"bond\" but \"bonded with iron.\" It's very strong, you know, little brother...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI understood the meaning (or) the external grammatical meaning of the letter. But I didn't understand the inner meaning at all. Back then...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In another letter, Ko Ko openly opens up about his feelings.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“...Crazy. This is the word that I found. Her beauty is crazy. I wonder if my younger brother, who doesn't imagine beauty, will ask. What is crazy... Do you call it crazy when the children become like the cat in the Ummadanti play, which is performed by the comedians? For example... The goddess of the rain, who is smiling and smiling, is the desire for the world that does not disappear, in this life... if it is not close... great suffering... what is the meaning of... being crazy?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWell...big trouble... Ko Ko's trouble......\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I was planning to tell my younger brother when he came back during the school holidays. But I didn't. My younger brother thought that I had found someone who loved me more than him... and that was it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Forgive me, I love you too. I love you too. I will tell you who he is when you come back. Oh... I will show you. Your words of madness are not enough... Then you decided...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The next letter is the last one I received from Ko Ko.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Little brother\"...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSpring is coming. The leaves are falling. People... writers... write about the falling leaves, loving them. Falling leaves are lovely. And what about beauty... beauty?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Little brother\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e For Ko Ko, everything has fallen apart. As for expectations... Ko Ko never expected anything. Life started with a negative connotation from the very beginning.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI didn't expect it this time. Hope is really a closed eye. It never opens on its own. It only opens when a ray of light shines on it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Not every color is gold. 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It was the middle of the month of November, and the rain was getting colder.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e From where he stood, Chit Than looked up at the Chinese \"Keut Shin\" shop, three houses to the right. It was late afternoon, and customers were already pouring in.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Chit Than cursed Ngata as he struck the ground with the stick in his hand.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eToe Thaw (aka Thet Wai), who claims to be Shwe Mi's nephew from Ma Shwe Mi's house, was today appointed as a guitar instructor at the Panthia School in Jubilee Hall. Toe Nyeha (aka Thet Wai) has a strong reason to be the dayaka for today. Thet Wai has also promised.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt must be Nga Ta Mwe. The driver of the parliamentary secretary of the Department of Culture, Soe Maung, said that Thet Wai got the job because of him. Nga Ta (aka Bo Ta), the information and culture officer of the Yebwa Phyu Lu Khin, also said that he was talented. Who is talented is not important to Chit Than. The only thing that is important is that Thet Wai returns on time. He does not drink or eat when he does not return.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt's unlikely that it was because of Soe Maung. It must have been because of Nga Ta, who had a more intellectual mind and was more quick to seize opportunities, when the \"Che\" child entered.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Chit Than banged his cane on the ground. Every time the wind from the kitchen, which knew no evil, hit his throat, Chit Than banged the innocent ground with his cane.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eChit Than and this stick are inseparable. Why is he holding this stick? Chit Than himself does not know much. However, he thinks that the fact that he is holding this stick is like the generals of the army who usually hold short leather sticks, and he is also majestic in his own way. Like this stick, there is also something inseparable on Chit Than's head. It is a piece of wool that has started to be bitten by worms.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eChit Than is just over 5 feet tall. His skin is dark, but his face is red with red eyes. His stomach is not yet as big as a pot, but it is quite large. The upper part of his body, including this stomach, is protected by a military khaki shirt that is green in color. The wide, loose-fitting shirt is too tight to wrap around his waist. Chit Than understands that this is an inconvenience in the world.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI think it's worth mentioning the geographical location and potential of the neighborhood where Chit Than is located here.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In front of Chit Than, there is a tarmac road with rickshaws, horse-drawn carriages, and cars constantly passing by. At the back of Chit Than, there is a hill about ten feet high. This hill is a cemetery in downtown Yangon where the dead are still buried.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSurrounding this square cemetery are dilapidated huts, old huts, dilapidated houses, and old houses. In Chit Than's ears, he could hear the sound of horseshoes and cars, as well as the sound of hammers and chisels.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eTo the left of Chit Than’s office is the hut of a rickshaw driver, Kasin, and his wife, Atin. After Kasin’s hut, there is the blacksmith’s shop of U Sit Kyaw and Ma Wanu, then the house of Ma Shwe Mi, a single widow who has no job, no husband, no children, and nothing, and who is a member of the Mahaddhi Ichsathaya sect. After Ma Shwe Mi’s house, there is a new house, a new fence, and\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe house of Ko Phoe Sein, a driver of a university lecturer, Ms. Somti, and Ms. Somkyi. Ms. Somty is Ko Phoe Sein's sister-in-law and Ms. Somkyi is Ko Phoe Sein's wife. However, the neighborhood calls Ko Phoe Sein \"Phogodaka\" and Ms. Somty and Ms. Somkyi are called Leybat Khin Nyunt and College Sein.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eChit Than likes Ms. Somti, so he has a crush on Ko Phoe Sein. Ko Phoe Sein's brother is a member of the ruling party from Thayarwady and has a crush on him. Ko Phoe Sein also hangs out with the dirty kids from the university and talks big, so he has a crush on him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eJust as the Lion King Ketha rules over the three mountains, Chit Than rules over this cemetery platform area. Just as the Lion King Ketha was born with a mane, Chit Than also has a pointed beard. That is why his name is Bearded Chit Than.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe ones who dared to disrespect the bearded Chit Than were the driver, the Buddha Daka, U Phoe Sein, and the horse-drawn cart driver, Ko Htun Maung, Ma Hla Yin, Thein Saung, and the whole family from the same house. Thein Saung was a young man who was only twelve years old. Thein Saung and the whole family\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThey just came up from the forest. They just came up from the forest and they don't understand anything. How much they don't understand is that they don't understand that they should be afraid of someone like themselves. They are so ignorant. Let them be... They must be \"educated\".\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBetween Ko Po Sein and Ko Tun Maung’s house, there is a sign that says “Twante, Tawa Ko San Pa, Ma Nyo Mya, Goldsmith, We make all kinds of gold, silver, stone, and iron jewelry at reasonable prices.” Ko San Pa and Ma Nyo Mya’s goldsmith shop. Ko San Pa can beat Ma Nyo Mya if he loses a horse, and Ma Nyo Mya can beat her husband, just like a strong woman who can shout seven times in a row, so that the whole neighborhood can hear her. Chit Than is not happy with this couple. While Chit Than is watching quietly, a jeep pulls up in front of Ko Po Sein’s house. Chit Than knows that this gray jeep is the jeep that Ko Po Sein drives.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe car was loaded with boxes, bedding, and other items. Soon after the car arrived, Ko Phoe Sein and a young man, about seventeen years old, with fair skin, got out to unload the items. Chit Than, who was interested, went to the blacksmith shop.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I don't know what the Buddha's plan is.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eChit Than pointed to the car and said to U Sit Kyaw. Chit Than knew that Ko Po Sein used his teacher's car to carry goods and carry people, and he was referring to this.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eU Sit Kyaw, who had just put the “lay” for the horse-drawn carriage, looked at Chit Than Ko and then at Ko Phoe Sein’s car. He said nothing. This old man was more interested in the sound of his feet, which was so loud that it almost pierced his ears, than in the words he heard.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e However, Mawanu, who was serving the food, responded.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"This time, it's not a wedding, it's a delivery service for people who rent a room on the other side of his house.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"That's just a joke too.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What's wrong with cooking it yourself?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e This wise saying came from the mouth of U Tun Maung, the horse-drawn cart driver, Thein Saung's father and Ma Hla Yin's husband, who was sitting on a nearby deck chair, leaning against a stool.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eChit Than suddenly became agitated. Then, with his right hand supporting the cane on the ground and his left hand braiding his beard, he frowned and stared at U Tun Maung's face without speaking. Wouldn't even a police officer respect this kind of look?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHowever, U Tun Maung effortlessly spit out saliva that gurgled between his teeth, reaching more than four feet, and then said to U Sit Kyaw.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"A real jeep, Master.\" This was for U Tun Maung's second cart, and he was anxious to get a good one, so he stopped asking Chit Than. U Sit Kyan lowered the hammer.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Here, Ko Tun Maung…..a real jeep, I started handling jeeps in Myanmar, do you understand?” \u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Other Websites","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":43127410655381,"sku":"","price":0.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_83892e6a-6f40-4d77-945d-2ff2bef78f26.jpg?v=1730272901"},{"product_id":"တက္ကသိုလ်ဘုန်းနိုင်-မိုးညအိမ်မက်မြူ-1","title":"University of Phonaing - Rainy Night Dream","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003ePart (1)\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSister from a past life\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Tenfold bond\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Mom and Dad\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The Himalayas\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEvery time I go up\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Maung Thar's side\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e With one hand\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Golden handshake\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The body is shaking.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Entrance to the cave\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e They arrived together.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He is in front.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e With the air of a king\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e If you are, then\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It's still there.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e (1)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Looking out the glass window of the train, you can see the green fields and the hailstones that have just begun to fall.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt was the beginning of the Thadingyut month, and the rice fields were already waist-high. Looking beyond this emerald sea of ​​rice fields, swaying in the wind and swaying, I could see the Bago River in the east, as if it were a misty, misty landscape.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs the train slowed down, the sound of a clatter, the kind you hear when crossing a large iron bridge, was heard not long ago.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Under the bridge, I saw a brown stream flowing furiously and heaving.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“That’s the Phoe Tha Aung Bridge, Tu Magay, on the border of Tharyarwady District and Pyay District. In fifteen to twenty minutes, we’ll reach Paungthi.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe old man in front of me, about fifty years old, spoke, and the woman, who was called \"Big Sister,\" was about thirty years old, with fair skin, dark, flowing eyelashes, a prominent nose, and a face that was both beautiful and steadfast, smiled politely, showing her white, even teeth.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Ah...we're going to Paungthi Aung, thank you for letting us know in advance, but I'll continue on to the sand dunes…” he said.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes, ah...we've only spoken in private, let's get to know each other before we part ways. My name is U Thein Maung, and I'm...the owner of the machine...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The young woman smiled. Her smile was bright but calm and dignified.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“My name is Dr. Ma Thet Yi, I am a lecturer in the Department of Psychology at Yangon University. It is a pleasure to meet you.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e U Thein Maung's eyes widened in surprise.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Dr....Dr. Ma Thet Yi, a doctor means you have a doctorate.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"The word 'professor' is too lofty, but it's still used as a term today...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eU Thein Maung nodded and commented, “Well... times have changed a lot.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Back then, was it really rare to have a doctorate? All you know is Dr. Ba Maw, Dr. Ba Han, Dr. Thein, and then your cousin, Professor Dr. U Hla Phu, who would become a teacher, there were only these great people.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Yes... Master U Hla Phu is our teacher, yes, he is our father, he is a great and inexhaustible benefactor.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Well... well... it's a pleasure to meet you. Seeing a woman like you have a doctorate degree makes me happy for the future of Myanmar. I wish you happiness while you are visiting the region. The people of the region are very friendly. Now... now... take your things, my dear.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eU Thein Maung politely interrupted and turned his face to the newspaper. Ma Thet Yi thanked U Thein Maung.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs a former world traveler, Ma Thet Yi had prepared in advance, so she didn't have to pack anything until she got off at the station. However, she had one important matter to attend to. That's why Ma Thet Yi was grateful to U Thein Maung for his understanding.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMa Thet Yi pulled out a piece of paper from her notebook. She had to write as best she could in the motion of the train, so her handwriting was not neat. But it didn't matter.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ma Theri smiled faintly, folded the paper, and put it in an envelope. Then she addressed it. The train was not moving very fast, so it was not difficult to write.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“U Min Lwin, Deputy Secretary, Ministry of Culture, Secretariat, Yangon”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e After sealing the envelope, Ma Thet Yi put it in an empty bag and started to pack and prepare everything. After finishing everything in a few minutes, she sat down and looked out the window again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMa Thet Yi was a little excited to come to Paungsing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Through a fellow writer and lecturer, Ma Thet Yi got to know many writers, poets, and artists from Paungthina. The beauty of Paungthina that they described was breathtaking.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Green fields, lush forests, dark mountains...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBut Ma Thet Yi could not see these beauties clearly, because the rain outside was already pouring down with great anger and bitterness.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The train slowed down again and crossed a small stream. It was entering Paungthi town.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe train started to enter the city from the side of a building that looked like the police station. At that moment, U Thein Maung looked up from the newspaper and spoke.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Since this is my sister’s first visit to this area, I have to ask, what kind of people will be waiting to meet me at the station?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Yes, I am staying at the house of retired Justice Minister U Min Khaing. I will come and pick you up.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Ah... U Min Khaing, huh... So don’t worry even if there’s no one to greet you. They know who to ask at the station. Well... I’ll tell you the context. Your Paungthina area was famous during the Saya San Rebellion, so some people think that Paungthina people are tough and ruthless. Well, when it comes to matters of the Wan Thanu, you’re tough and ruthless, but in normal times, your people are very polite. That means even if there’s no one to greet you, don’t worry about anything, right?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMa Thet Yi had to say “Yes sir” out of politeness, but she was deeply moved. The people of this region seem to be very proud of their region. The writer Thaw Ta Swe, who was a close friend of Ma Thet Yi, once wrote proudly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Gasconia in France, Scotland in England, and Paungthina in Burma\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhether what \"Brother Swe\" said was true or not, Ma Thet Yi was truly thrilled to have arrived in Paungsing...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Before Ma Theri could finish her thoughts, the train arrived at Paungthi Station.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ma Thet Yi said goodbye to U Thein Maung, pulled out her leather suitcase and other belongings, and got off the train.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen I got outside, the rain was heavier than I expected, Ma Thet Yi said.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The strong wind was blowing hailstones everywhere. It was still midday, but the rain was dark and seemed to be late evening. The sound of thunder drowned out the sound of the trees swaying in the wind.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen she found the letter in her bag, she put it in the mailbox and stood on the platform of the station, looking up.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I don't know if it was because of the rain or because there were fewer people getting off, but the station was empty.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ma Thet Yi was a little worried.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It's a good thing that a stranger has arrived in this land amidst this rain, this wind, this water.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMa Thet Yi sighed and braced herself. She had traveled far and wide, even in foreign lands, hadn't she?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e At that moment, a man in his forties approached Ma Theri.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Excuse me, sir, is this Dr. Daw Thet Yi?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe man's question made Ma Thei happy, and she quickly looked at him before answering.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e His appearance was noble, his dress was honest and neat, and his manner was polite and respectful, and he had a calm and steady demeanor.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ma Ther Yi smiled calmly and replied, \"That's right, my name is Ther Yi.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“My name is Soe Hlaing, I am the steward of the great master U Min Khaing. The great master gave me this letter for you.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e As she took the letter that U Bo Hlaing had handed her, Ma Thet Yi glanced at his face. Judging by the way he called her “teacher,” it seemed that U Bo Hlaing knew her well in advance.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe handwriting on the letter was that of U Min Khaing, whom Ma Thet Yi clearly recognized. There was nothing special about the letter. U Min Khaing had to leave for the country on an urgent matter, so he would try to return today, but he would not be able to make it before the train arrived. 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There are mostly love affairs, marriage affairs, and scandals from that world. There's more gossip than news. I'm not the only one who's interested. I don't blame them for following the trends.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e ( 2 )\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI translated the classic stories of Khoma history, also known as Khomamix.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Like many ancient myths, the Khoma myths contain valuable lessons. They are not ordinary lessons. They are symbolic lessons that remain in the mind and heart and, when they are read, reveal their meanings in a wide and profound way.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHere are two symbolic images from the Khoma Gandhavin story that are relevant to the subject of this article:\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e (1) Harpies and (2) Pandora's Jar.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe Harpies are three sisters. They have human faces and bodies, bird wings, bird tails, and bird legs. Their feet have long, sharp claws. They are not beautiful and lovely like the Queen, but are terrifying, lustful, and cruel, like the great birds of prey.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eTheir three mistresses are the more fearsome Furies and the Erineyes. The Furies have snakes in their hair. These three goddesses know every evil deed. The evildoer must hide his sin from others. But the Furies cannot hide it from them. They remember the evildoers. If you dare to do evil in a place that you think is “secret,” do it. The Furies are always watching. When the time is right, they release the Harpies. The Harpies carry the evildoer to the Furies. Under the torture of the Furies, the evildoer pays for his sin and dies a shameful death.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003ePandora was a woman created by Zeus, the king of gods. She was beautiful. She had no brain. Zeus created Pandora to punish mankind.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Humans are often stupid..\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA king named Lycaon slaughtered his own people and sacrificed both humans and gods. Zeus, enraged, turned Lycaon into a wolf and destroyed his palace with lightning.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThere were two sons in the line of Cain. They did not remember that their father had been killed. 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A nostalgic past....\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eThe sad past of a lustful, lustful bull, whose love for my beloved (or more precisely, my one-sided love) sword is centered around a sword...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e If the winter is over, the summer is over, and the new year is coming...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eI don't remember where I read that phrase, but whenever I think of the sword... especially when I think back to my first encounter with it... the phrase comes to my lips.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e If the winter is over, the summer is over, and the new year is coming...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e Yes.... One... If the winter is old and the summer is ripe, it's time for the new year to be celebrated....\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e Chapter (2)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eMy hometown is among the most beautiful cities in Myanmar.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e It's not because your own fish is sour that you are sour. British general Field Marshal Sir William Salem, in his book \"From Defeat to Victory,\" never forgets the beauty of the country that he was about to lose.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eOn that late afternoon in February 1942, Sir William Slynn had not yet arrived in Burma. I did not even know that a person called Sir William Slynn existed in this world.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e I am 13 years old. I am in the 6th grade.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eJust as we did not know about Sir William Salem, we did not know in advance that the terrible fire of World War II would devour our beautiful city, which was once the capital of the Yangon region.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e Everyone has already started to decorate the red flowers of the lotus flower and the red ruby ​​flower.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eThe golden leaves of the tamarind tree, swaying in the wind, are falling to the ground one by one. The emerald blue waters of the Ayeyarwady River are flowing gently and clearly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e On that side, the sandbanks were beginning to swell. On the other side, the sandbanks were rising, and the emerald-green waters were flowing freely around the base of Mount Tan Kyi.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eA thin layer of mist had already settled over the mountains stretching from Tan Kyi Mountain to Pho Oo Mountain in the north.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e A short distance south of the scenic A-B-M Girls' High School, on the west side of the tarmac road, on the riverbank, under the shade of a grove of tamarind trees, stands a row of stilt houses.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eThere is a sign on the ground on the east side of a shed in the far south. The sign is old and worn. The black background on the tin plate is starting to fade. The white text is also a bit dirty.... If you read the text...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003e“Son of Pyay Sayar Aye Gyi. Sayar Maung Chan. Teaches harp, donmin, pattala, banjo. For donations, weddings, parties, sit-down bands, etc. …”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e You will see that. This sign and tent belong to Saya Lay U Chantharan, a music teacher who is a benefactor of Maung Myat Swe.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eI was sitting on the bright bamboo slatted floor, playing the mandolin. The teacher was sitting on a bamboo pole, playing the strings and singing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e The song is a never-ending,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eThe time is not yet the time of the rain and the wind in the song lyrics. The end of the month of Tapo, which divides winter and summer, is the time of the wind and the wind. In this river, the fish and the fish are not yet in the river.... We can see Ko Tang flying in the shallow water. We can't say that we are happy because we are hanging out with each other. However, we can see birds such as the tern, the gull, the tern, and the peony flying in pairs.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eWhat I see is for me. Not for my teacher. Because my teacher Ko Chan is not the one who has the seven circles of light...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eThe teacher was singing a song. Not this song. The teacher sang a song of longing. The teacher always sang a song of weeping in his own voice. That is why the donors did not like the teacher's song at the charity events. At that time, either I or another student sang. The teacher wore dark glasses and played the lute or the harp. At weddings, the teacher's band, who was not fully formed, was not often hired. The donations that were hired were not big-name donations. They were donations from poor people and artisans. That is why my teacher was not rich except in name.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eAfter the last song, I laid my small, carved mandolin on the floor. The teacher did not move from his seat, but looked towards the river with unseeing eyes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \"Sir... would you like to smoke...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \"Aw... cool... cool... good...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eI lit a cigarette from the fish tin tobacco case and put it in the teacher's hand. After inhaling the cigarette three or four times, the teacher spoke.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \"Just mentioning the Yamuna makes my heart ache... My dear... Isn't the river as beautiful as it looks in the picture...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003e\"It's beautiful, sir... ah... I see unusual things on the beach...\" I said, looking at the beach on that side and at the elephant pier on the other side.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \"Hey... what's up...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e I didn't answer right away, I just smiled.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \"Tell me... what are you...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \"Ah... I remember what I told you when I was in Yamuntha...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \"What... langkutty and kalas?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003e\"Yes... Yamuna is a river in the land of Kala... It's the Jamuna River... The fishermen in the Jamuna River are Lamkutti and Kala... The Appanas who pull the ropes... The Samis... The Mutus...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003e“You are not saying that... The original Yamuna (or Yamuna) River is a river in the Kala region... The river protected by the sun god Yama... That's what it means... But the Yamuna song is based on our Irrawaddy River... Yamuna... Yamuna and Yamuna are words adopted by the Burmese... It's just a river... It's just water... It's just a river... It's just water... ”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003e“Teacher, it’s clear that I’ve told you once... but I’m telling you now that I’ve seen it with my own eyes…” “You’re not the same as I thought... The story is so beautiful... The fisherman is so clever... “Now I’m going to tell you so beautifully... On the bank of the river, there are langkutty and kalyans....” “What... On the bank of the river, there are langkutty and kalyans... “Yes, teacher... Deserters... kalyans...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eAt that time, the Japanese were bombing Rangoon frequently. Many black deserters fled to Pyay.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \"I think the British are retreating because the blacks are running away... What news have you heard about the war?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \"I read in the newspapers that the British's Singapore fortress was very strong... that the Japanese could not fall to Singapore... that the Japanese could not reach Burma until Singapore fell...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003e“Ha... I've heard that much too... I'm asking about other news....” “The other news is just anecdotal... It's not just Japanese troops in Thailand now... Burmese troops are also there.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e “Hey... Burmese troops....” “Yes... Our people are among those Burmese troops....” “Really....”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003e“I heard the same thing... There are a lot of arrests in the city right now... Even the principal of our national school has been arrested...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \"Why were you arrested...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003e“Anyone who opposes the British is arrested... The masters are arrested from the top... Some have disappeared from their homes without being arrested... They are also preaching... The British are against Burma... If Japan wins, Burma will have independence... I have to whisper it to you... Now everyone is looking to Japan...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003e\"I'm not looking forward to Japan... I'm looking forward to the independence you mentioned... More than that... did you see the moon being pierced by stars...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \"Ha... 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၁ \u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e ခရီးသည် \u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e         မန္တလေးမြို့တော်၏ ချမ်းမြသာစည်လေဆိပ် လေယာဉ်ပြေးလမ်း မြောက်ပိုင်း အစွန်၌ ယူဘီအေအဖွဲ့ပိုင် ဒါကိုးတားလေယာဉ်ကြီးသည် တောင်ဘက်သို့ ဦးတည် လျက် အားယူပျံသန်းရန် အဆင်သင့်ရှိနေသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eဖြူစင်သော အသားအရေ၊ ချိုပြုံနုနယ်သော မျက်နှာ၊ ကြော့ရှင်း သော ကိုယ်ဟန်နှင့် ချောမောလှပသော လေယာဉ်မယ်ကလေးက ကြွေရည် သုတ် လင်ပန်းလေးတွင် ထည့်ထားသော သကြားလုံးများကို ခရီးသည်များ အား လိုက်လံဝေငှပေးနေ၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          အချိန်ကား ဗိုလ်ချုပ်ကြီးနေဝင်း၏ အိမ်စောင့်အစိုးရက ရွေးကောက်ပွဲ တွင် အနိုင်ယူ တက်လာသော ဦးနု၏ ပြည်ထောင်စုပါတီ အစိုးရလက်သို့ အာဏာလွှဲပြောင်းပေးပြီးစ ဖြစ်သည်။ အိမ်စောင့်အစိုးရ၏ တရားဥပဒေ စိုးမိုးရေး၊ တိုင်းပြည် ငြိမ်ဝပ်အေးချမ်းရေး လုပ်ငန်းစဉ်တို့၏ အောင်မြင်မှု အရှိန်သည် ဆက်လက်တည်ဆဲ ဖြစ်သောကြောင့် ရေလမ်း၊ ကုန်းလမ်းတို့ အန္တရာယ်ကင်း ဘေးရှင်းလျက် ဖွံ့ဖြိုးစည်ပင်နေသည်။ ရန်ကုန်နှင့် မန္တလေးတို့ ကြား၌ နေ့ရထား၊ ညရထားတို့ အဆက်မပြတ် ပြေးဆွဲနေသည်။ ထို့ကြောငလည်း ရှေးယခင်အခါများက အထူး လူကျပ်လေ့ရှိသော လေယာဉ်အတွင်း၌ ယခုမူ ခရီးသည် အနည်းငယ်သာ ရှိနေ၏။ \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          လေယာဉ်၏ လက်ယာဘက် ထိုင်ခုံများအနက် ပြတင်းနှင့် ကပ်လျက် ရှိသော ထိုင်ခုံတစ်ခုတွင် အသက် သုံးဆယ်ကျော်ခန့်ရှိ လူရွယ်တစ်ဦးသည် ထိုင်လျက် ရှိနေ၏။ သူ့ဘေးမှ ထိုင်ခုံကား လွတ်နေ၏။ \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          လူရွယ်၏ အရပ်အမောင်းမှာ ရှည်သွယ်၍ အသားမှာ အတန်အသင့် လတ်သည်။ စတစ်ကော်လာအင်္ကျီ အဖြူ၊ မီးခိုးရောင်ဖျော့ဖျော့ သက္ကလတ် အပါးစား တိုက်ပုံအင်္ကျီ၊ ရေညှိစိမ်း နောက်ခံတွင် အပြာရောင် ကွက်ကျဲဖော် ထားသော ဗန်ကောက်လုံချည်တို့ကို အဆင်ပြေပြေ သပ်သပ်ရပ်ရပ် ဝတ်ထား သည်။ နှာတံပေါ်ပြီး မျက်ခုံးများက ထူထဲနက်မှောင်၍ ကြည်လင်သော မျက်လုံးများမှာမူ တည်ငြိမ်အေးချမ်းသည်။ မေးရိုးထောင့် ပေါ်ထင်သော မျက်နှာထားသည် ဣန္ဒြေကြီးမှုဘက် လှသော်လည်း ပါးသော နှုတ်ခမ်းများက ဖော်ရွေမှု ရှိတတ်ကြောင်းကိုလည်း ပြနေ၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          လေယာဉ်မယ်ကလေးသည် လူရွယ်၏အနီးသို့ ကပ်သွားပြီး သကြားလုံး လင်ပန်းကို ရှေ့ထိုးပေးသောအခါ လူရွယ်က ချိုသာယဉ်ကျေးစွာနှင့် မလိုချင် ပါကြောင်း ပြန်ကြား၏။ လေယာဉ်မယ်သည် ရှေ့ဆက်ထွက်သွားမည် ပြုပြီးမှ ခေါင်းကလေး ပြန်ငဲ့ကာ လူရွယ်အား စူးစိုက်ကြည့်သည်။ လှပသေးသွယ်သော မျက်ခုံးကလေးများက ခေတ္တတွန့်သွားပြီးနောက် မျက်တောင်ကလေးများက ပုတ်ခတ်ပုတ်ခတ်လှုပ်ရှားလာ၏။ ခဏ၌မူလေယာဉ်မယ်\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eကလေးသည် တစ်စုံတစ်ခုကို ကျေနပ်ဟန်ဖြင့် ပြုံးရိပ်ဝေဝေနှင့် ထွက်ခွာသွား၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          လေယာဉ်၏ ပန်ကာများ စမ်းသံသည် ဆူညံစွာ ပေါ်ထွက်လာ သည်။ မကြာမီပင် လေယာဉ်သည် အရှိန်နှင့် ပြေးကာ ငှက်သွင်ပျံကြွလျက် တောင်စူးစူးသို့ ထွက်ခွာလာခဲ့လေ၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          လူရွယ်သည် ပြတင်းမှနေ၍ အောက်မြေပြင်ဆီသို့ ငါ့မျှော်ကြည့် ရင်း ပါလာခဲ့၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          တစ်ဆယ့်နှစ်ရာသီ ရေရှင်စီးသည့် ဆည်ချောင်းမြောင်းတို့၏ ဌာန ချမ်းမြသာစည် စိမ်းရိပ်လည်သော မန်းမြေစရိုက်သည် ကွေ့ဝိုက်ပတ်ကာ ရွေ့လျားနောက်ချန် ကျန်လေရစ်သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          နောက်ကြောင်းပြန်ချည် ရှေ့စီးချည်နှင့် စက်ဝန်းပြတ် အထပ်ထပ်ကို ဆက်စပ်ထားသည့် ပုံသဏ္ဌာန်နှင့် အကွေ့အကောက် လွန်အပ်သော ဒုဋ္ဌာဝတီမြစ်သည်လည်းကောင်း၊ နွေဦးရိပ်ဝယ်မျှင်မျှင်သွယ်သွယ် နီလာရေ\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eရောင်အခြယ်ခြယ်ထက်သောင်စွယ်ကျွန်းလှပေါ်ထွန်းစသည့် မြစ်မဧရာဝတီအနောက်ကမ်းဝယ်မြှောင်ဆွယ်\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eဖြောင့်တန်း ဝပ်စင်း လျောင်းတည်လေသော ဂူပုထိုးစေတီ အလီလီ တို့ကြောင့် ရှုမြင်တိုင်း ကြည်နူးဖွယ်ရာ စစ်ကိုင်းတောင်တော်သည် လည်းကောင်း၊ မြူငွေ့ငွေ့တို့ တိမ်နှင့် တွေ့စဉ် ဖြစ်၍ ဝေ့ဝေ့မှုန်မှုန် ကမ္ပလာပါး သိုင်းရစ်ခြုံသော ရှမ်းရိုးမမင်း တောင်နန်းဘုံသည်ပင် လည်းကောင်း အဝေးဝယ် တဖြည်းဖြည်းနှင့် တရေးရေး ပျောက်ကွယ် နေရစ်လေပြီတကား။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ရှုမြင်ခင်းကို ကောင်းခိုက်လူရွယ်၏နားတွင် သိမ်မွေ့ညင်သာသော ခြေသံကိုကြားရသဖြင့်လှည့်ကြည့်\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eလိုက်သောအခါ အပါးတွင် လာရပ်နေပြန်သော လေယာဉ်မယ်ကလေးကို တွေ့ရ၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          လေယာဉ်မယ်၏ လက်တစ်ဖက်တွင် သတင်းစာတစ်စောင် ကိုင် ထားသည်ကို မြင်သောကြောင့် သူက အသာအယာ ငြင်းသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “ကျေးဇူးတင်ပါတယ်ကွယ်၊ သတင်းစာ မဖတ်တော့ပါဘူး”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          လေယာဉ်မယ်ကလေးသည် နေရာမှ ခွာမသွား။ တောင့်တောင့်ကလေး ရပ်ရင်း မျက်တောင်ကော့များကို တဖျတ်ဖျပ် ပုတ်ခတ်လျက် သူ့အား ကြည့် နေပုံမှာ ဆရာတစ်ဦးရှေ့၌ တစ်စုံတစ်ခုကို ခွင့်တောင်းလို၍ ရပ်နေသော ကျောင်းသူလေးတစ်ဦးနှင့် တူနေ၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          လေယာဉ်မယ်လေးက ပြုံးလိုက်ပြီး ကိုယ်ကို ယုံ၍ သူ့ဘေးရှိ နေရာ အလွတ်၌ ဝင်ထိုင်လိုက်သည်။ သူ အံ့အားသင့်နေစဉ် ကလေးမက အော်တို ဂရပ်(ဖ်)စာအုပ်တစ်အုပ်ကို လှမ်းပေးရင်း ယဉ်ကျေးလေးစားစွာ တောင်းပန်၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “ဆရာ့ကို နှောင့်ယှက်သလို ဖြစ်နေရင် ခွင့်လွှတ်ပါ ဆရာ၊ ဒါပေမဲ့ ဒီအထဲမှာ ကျွန်မအတွက် တစ်ခုခု ရေးပေးစေလိုပါတယ်”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          သူက မျက်မှောင် မသိမသာတွန့်၍ လေယာဉ်မယ်လေးအားတစ်ချက်စူးစိုက်ကြည့်သည်။ဤအကြည့်သည် စူးရှ၍ ထက်မြက်လေရကား လေယာဉ် မယ်ကလေးသည် မိမိ တောင်းဆိုမိသည်မှာ မှားသွားလေသလောဟု နောင်တ ရ၍ အနည်းငယ် မျက်နှာပျက်သွား၏။ သို့ရာတွင် ခဏမှာပင် သူက ပြန်ပြုံး လာသည်။ ပြုံးရာတွင် မျက်လုံးများက အရင်စပြီးမှ နှုတ်ခမ်းများဆီ ကူးစက် လာကြောင်း လေယာဉ်မယ်ကလေးက ဂရုပြုမိ၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e           သူက အော်တိုဂရပ်(ဖ်)စာအုပ်ကို ယူလိုက်ပြီး ဟိုလှန် သည်လှန် ကြည့်သည်။ တွေ့မြင်နေကျ သာမန်အော်တိုဂရပ်(ဖ်)မျိုး မဟုတ်၊ ထင်ရှားကျော်ကြားသော သတင်းစာဆရာများ၊ စာရေးဆရာများနှင့် အနုပညာရှင်များ ၏ လက်မှတ်များကို တွေ့ရသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          သူကတစ်စုံတစ်ခုကိုအော်တိုဂရပ်(ဖ်)ပေါ်၌ရေးလေသောအခါ လေယာဉ်မယ်လေးသည်သွယ်ပျောင်း\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eရှည်လျားသော သူ၏ လက်ချောင်း ကြီးများကို ချီးမွမ်းအံ့သြလျက် ကြည့်နေသည်။ သူ၏ လက်ချောင်းများသာ သွယ်ပျောင်းရှည်လျားသည် မဟုတ်။ ညီညာစွာ လှီးဖြတ်ထားသော သူ၏ လက်သည်းခွံများကလည်း ရှည်သွယ်၍ လှပသည်။ သူ့လက်ဖဝါးများက လည်း နူးညံ့ဟန်ပေါ်၍ ပန်းနုရောင် ရဲနေသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          သူက “ကျေနပ်ပြီလား” ဟု မေးသော မျက်နှာအသွင်နှင့် အော်တို ဂရပ်(ဖ်)ကို လေယာဉ်မယ်လေးအား ပြန်ပေးသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          လေယာဉ်မယ်လေးက အော်တိုဂရပ်(ဖ်)ကို လှန်ကာ ဖတ်ရှုသည်။ လက်ရေးက ကဗျာလက်ရေးဟု ခေါ်ရမည့်ဝိုင်းစက်ညီညာလှပသပ်ရပ်သောလက်ရေးဖြစ်သည်။ရေးသားချက်မှာလည်းရိုးရိုးလေးနှင့်ဣန္ဒြေပြည့့််် ပြည့်ဖြစ်၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e         \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ထာဝစဉ် ကျန်းမာ ရွှင်လန်း၍ မြင်သူတိုင်းအတွက် စိတ်ချမ်းသာမှု \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ကို ပေးစွမ်းနိုင်ပါစေသတည်း။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e                                                                                       သက်ခိုင် \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e           ဤမျှသာ ဖြစ်၏။ \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e           လေယာဉ်မယ်ကလေးသည် နှစ်ခြိုက်စွာ ပြုံးပြီး\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “ကျေးဇူးတင်ပါတယ် ဆရာ၊ ပြီးတော့ ဆရာ ပေးတဲ့ဆုနဲ့ ပြည့်ရ ပါလို၏လို့ ကျွန်မ ဆန္ဒပြုပါတယ်” ဟု ဆို၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ကလေးမလေး၏ကျေးဇူးတင်စကားကို သူကအပြုံးနှင့်သာတုံ့ပြန်သည်။ စကားကတော့ဆက်မဆို။  \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eသို့ရာတွင် ကလေးမကမူ ပြောစရာတွေ ကျန်သေးဟန်တူ၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “မကွေးကိုတင်ပဲနော် ဆရာ” \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “ဟုတ်ပါတယ်၊ မကွေးတင်ပါပဲ”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “ဝတ္ထုဇာတ်လမ်းအတွက် သွားတာလား”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e            “မဟုတ်ပါဘူးကွယ်၊ စာမေးပွဲကိစ္စနဲ့ပါ”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          လေယာဉ်မယ်လေးသည် သူ့ဘာသာသူ ဘာကို သဘောကျမိသည် မသိ၊ အသံလေးထွက်အောင် ရယ်ပြီး ဆိုပြန်၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “ဒါပေမဲ့ ကျွန်မ ကြားဖူးတာကစာရေးဆရာတွေအတွက် ခရီးထွက်ရင်ဇာတ်လမ်းတစ်ပုဒ်ပုဒ်ရတတ်တယ်\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eလို့ ဆိုတာပဲ”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “ဒါလည်း မှန်ပါတယ်၊ ရတဲ့အခါ ရတတ်ပါတယ်”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “အခုတစ်ခေါက်လည်း ဆရာ ဇာတ်လမ်းကောင်းတစ်ပုဒ် ရပါစေ၊ ဒါပေမဲ့ ဆရာ...”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e           ကလေးမက စကားတစ်ပိုင်းတစ်စနှင့် ရပ်ထားသဖြင့် ကိုသက်ခိုင်က မော့ကြည့်ပြီး မေးသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e           “ဒါပေမဲ့ ဘာဖြစ်သလဲ”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          လေယာဉ်မယ်လေးသည် ခေတ္တ တုံ့တုံ့ဆိုင်းဆိုင်းလေး ဖြစ်သွားပြီးနောက် ချိုသာ တောင်းပန်သော အသံနှင့် ပြော၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “ဒါပေမဲ့... ဒီတစ်ခါ ဆရာ ရတဲ့ဇာတ်လမ်းဟာ ခါတိုင်းလို အသည်း နှင့်နင့်နဲ့ လွမ်းစရာ မဟုတ်ဘဲ အဆုံးမှာ အားလုံး ပေါင်းရပြီး ပျော်စရာကောင်းတဲ့ ဇာတ်လမ်းတစ်ပုဒ်ပဲ ဖြစ်စေချင်ပါတယ်”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          လေယာဉ်မယ်ကလေးသည် ဤစကားနှင့် ဆုံးပြီး ကျေးဇူးတင်ကြောင်း ထပ်မံပြောဆို၍ နေရာမှ ခွာသွားသောအခါ ကိုသက်ခိုင်မှာ မသိမသာ ငိုင် ကျန်ရစ်သည်။ အပြင်ပန်း မျက်နှာ ဣန္ဒြေမှာ မပျက်သော်လည်း သူ့စိတ်မှာ ခပ်သိမ့်သိမ့် လှုပ်ရှားလာပြီး ရင်၌ ငွေ့ငွေ့မြည့်မြည့် ဝေဒနာတစ်ရပ် ပေါ်လာ၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ပြတင်းမှ လှမ်းငေးမျှော်ကြည့်နေမိစဉ် အောက်မြေပြင်ဝယ် စိမ်းလန်း သော တောင်တန်း မြက်ခင်းတို့ ကွယ်ပျောက်လျက် မွဲခြောက်ညိုမှောင်သော အရိုင်းပထဝီ အနေအထားတို့ကို မြင်ရသည် ထောက်၍ အပူပိုင်းဇုန်အတွင်းသို့ ချဉ်းနင်းဝင်ရောက်မိပြီ ဖြစ်ကြောင်း ကိုသက်ခိုင်က သိမိသည်။ ဤရှုခင်းတို့ က သူ့စိတ်ကို ပိုမို လှုပ်ရှားစေသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          အမြင့်မှ စီးမြင်ရသည် ဖြစ်ရကား ကြိုးမျှင်သဖွယ် ဖြူဖြူဖွေးဖွေး သေးသေးသွယ်သွယ်ရှိသည့် ဖုန်သဲထူသော လှည်းလမ်းကြောင်းများ ဟိုတစ်စု ဒီတစ်စု ကျိုးကျိုးကျဲကျဲနှင့် ဆင်ငိုမြက်ခြောက်ပင်ဖုတ်ပမာ ထင်ရသော ထန်းတောအုပ်ကလေးများ၊ တစ်ခါတစ်ရံ ရှားရှားပါးပါး တွေ့ရသည့် လက်ယက်အိုင်မျှနှယ် ထင်ယိုးဖွယ် ရေခန်းစ ကန်များ၊ ဤအရပ် ဤဒေသ၏ ဤသဘာဝ လက္ခဏာများက သူ့ရင်ကို ခုန်စေသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ငေးကြည့်နေဆဲ ခက်မာသော တောင်ကတုံးတို့သည် မြင်ကွင်း၌ ပေါ်လာပြန်၏။ ဤတောင်ကတုံးတို့ဆီမှ အဖျားခံလျက် ရေမဲ့နေပြီဖြစ်သော သဲချောင်းဖြူဖြူတို့သည် ညိုမွဲသော မြေပြင်အား အစိတ်စိတ်အမြွာမြွာ ခွဲခြမ်း ယှက်ဖြာလျက် ကွေ့ကာဝိုက်ကာ ပြေးနေကြသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ချောင်းကိုးဆယ့်ကိုးတို့ရေဦးသောက်၍ကျောက်နွားသိုးကိုးကောင်ရှိရာဟုကျော်စောသော ပုပ္ပားတောင်\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eမင်းလည်း အဝေးဝယ် မြူငွေ့ရီရီနှင့် လှမ်းမြင်ရသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          သက်ခိုင်သည် သက်ပြင်းတစ်ချက် ရှိုက်လိုက်ပြီး လက်သားရေအိတ် အလတ်စားတစ်ခုကို ဖွင့်လိုက်သည်။ အိတ်အတွင်း၌ မန္တလေးတက္ကသိုလ်၏ ချိပ်တံဆိပ် ရိုက်နှိပ် ပိတ်ထားသော စာမေးပွဲ မေးခွန်းလွှာအထုပ်များ ရှိနေ၏။ ဤမေးခွန်းလွှာအထုပ်များကြားမှ သားရေဖုံး ဒိုင်ယာရီ မှတ်တမ်းစာအုပ် တစ်အုပ်ကိုထုတ်ယူလိုက်သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ဒိုင်ယာရီမှတ်တမ်းစာအုပ်မှာ အတန်ပင် အိုမင်းဟောင်းနွမ်းသော အသွင်ကို ဆောင်နေသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ဤဒိုင်ယာရီစာအုပ်သည် နေ့စဉ်မှတ်တမ်းစာအုပ် မဟုတ်လေမှန်း ကိုသက်ခိုင်သာ အသိဆုံး ဖြစ်သည်။ သူသည်နေ့စဉ်မှတ်တမ်းကိုဝတ္တရားတစ်ခုအဖြစ်ရေးလေ့ရှိသူမဟုတ်။နေ့စဉ်ကြုံတွေ့ရသမျှတိုင်းသည်လည်း  \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e အရေး တယူ မှတ်တမ်းတင်ထားဖွယ် မဟုတ်ကြ။ သူမှတ်တမ်းတင်ထားသည်တို့မှာ သူ့ပုဂ္ဂလိကခံစားချက်များ\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eသာ ဖြစ်လေသည်။ သူတစ်ဦးတည်းအတွက်သက်သက်သာ ဖြစ်သော ပုဂ္ဂလိက ခံစားချက်မှတ်တမ်းတို့သာ ဖြစ်သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ကိုသက်ခိုင်က မှတ်တမ်းစာအုပ်ကို ဖွင့်သည်။ ဖတ်နေကျ စာမျက်နှာ ကို အလွယ်နှင့်လှန်မိ၏။အကြိမ်ကြိမ် ဖတ်နေကျ ဖြစ်သောကြောင့် စာပုဒ် များကို အလွတ်ပင် ရနေပေပြီ။ \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          မမနွယ်.. မမနွယ်နဲ့ မောင် ကြုံခဲ့ရသမျှ ဘဝအစဉ်ကို ပုံပမာ တင်ပြမယ ကြံမိလေတိုင်း \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          မမနွယ်နဲ့ မောင် ကောင်းကောင်းသိကြတဲ့ ရေနံချောင်း 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(\u003c\/span\u003eOrder\u003cspan lang=\"MY\"\u003e) တင်ပြီးသည့်နောက်တွင် ၄င်းအီးဘွခ်ပီဒီအက်ဖ်ဖိုင် ဒေါင်းလုပ်ဆွဲရန်လင့်ကို စာဖတ်သူ၏ အီးမေလ်ထဲသို့ ပို့လိုက်မည်ဖြစ်ပါသည်၊\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-family: 'Myanmar Text',sans-serif; mso-bidi-language: MY;\"\u003e::\u003cspan lang=\"MY\"\u003e ပုံနှိပ်စာအုပ် ၀ယ်ယူရန်အတွက်မူ “ပုံနှိပ်စာအုပ်” ဆိုသည်ကိုရွေး၍ (\u003c\/span\u003eBuy it now\u003cspan lang=\"MY\"\u003e) ခလုတ် ကိုနှိပ်ကာ ရှေ့ဆက်လုပ်ဆောင်၍၀ယ်ယူပေးပါ။\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-family: 'Myanmar Text',sans-serif; mso-bidi-language: MY;\"\u003e\u003cspan lang=\"MY\"\u003e---------------------------------------------\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eအခန်း (၁)\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          နွေကိုလွမ်းသူနှစ်ဦး ယင်းမာပင်ကိုကျော်၍ နာမည်ကြီး သံစကာကွေ့ကို လွန်မိသည် ဆိုလျှင်ပင် နွေကန္တာဦး၏ အရိပ်အငွေ့ကို ထိတွေ့မြင်သိရသကဲ့သို့ အနံ့အသက်ကလေး များကိုလည်း ရှူရှိုက်ခံစားရသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          အိပ်မက်ဆန်သော ကမ္ဘောဇ ရှမ်းမြေမြင့်၏ တောင်ရိုင်းတောင်လှိုင်း တောင်တံတိုင်းတို့သည် နောက်၌ ကျန်ရစ်ပြီ၊ ထင်းရူးသည် ကလောအလွန် ကတည်းက နှုတ်ဆက်နေရစ်သည်။ တောင်ကြီးခရိုင်နှင့် မိတ္ထီလာခရိုင်နယ်စပ် မကွေး ကြိုးဝိုင်းအစ နမ့်ပန်ဒက် ချောင်းယဉ်ဘေးဆီကတည်းက ရွက်ကြွေစ ကျွန်းပင်တို့ ကလည်း ခရီးတစ်လျှောက် လိုက်ပါမလာတော့။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          မော်တော်ကားလမ်းဘေး ဝဲယာတွင် မြေမြင့်နှင့် လွင်ပြင်ကိုပင် အဆက် မပြတ်အောင် သစ္စာရှိစွာ သွယ်နွယ်အုပ်ဆိုင်း ပေးလေသော ဝါးတောပုပု တို့သည်သာ ရှုခင်းကို စိုးမိုးနေ၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          မြရည်ကို ဆောင်ချင်ပေလျက် ဝါးရုံအုပ်တို့သည် ရွှေဝါသွေးကို ရေးရေးပြ ကြရပြီ၊ ရွှေဝါ ရွက်တို့ထံမှ သင်းပျံ့ပျံ့ရနံ့သည် မွေးကြိုင်ကြိုင် လှိုင်လေသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          တောနှင်းသောက်ရသောကြောင့် မခြောက်မစို တောင်ညိုညိုကလည်း မြေသင်း ရနံ့ ပျံ့ပျံ့ပျူးလေသတည်း။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eနွေ၏ ရနံ့၊ ချစ်ဖွယ်သော နွေကန္တာဦး၏ ရနံ့။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          သြော်... နွေကန္တာဦး၏ သွေးသောက်ရောင်းရင်းဖြစ်သည့် ထနောင်း ဆူးဖြူနှင့် ဆူးရစ်တို့ပင် ပေါ်လာနှုတ်ဆက် ကြိုဆိုလေပြီ။ သြော်... ကြိုဆိုကြ လေပြီ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e         ကျွဲတပ်ဆုံရွာအလွန် တံတားကုံး အနီကြီးကို ကျော်မိ၍ ညင်ညင်သာသာ ကွေ့ဝိုက်ရှည်သွယ်လေသော ကားလမ်းပေါ်အရောက်၌ (စ)နံပါတ်တပ် ဖီးယက်(စ်) ကားကလေးကို ရှေ့ပိုင်းမှ မောင်းနှင်လာသူ ဒရိုင်ဘာသည် မသိမသာ သက်ပြင်းချသည်။ သူ့သက်ပြင်းကား စိတ်လက်ပေါ့ပါးသွားသောကြောင့် ချလေသည့် သက်ပြင်း။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          မြေပြန့်သို့ ရောက်လေတော့မည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          စတီရာရင်ကို ထိန်းရင်း မသိမသာ ခေါင်းနောက်လှည့်၍ ဒရိုင်ဘာက ဆိုသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “မြေပြန့်ရောက်တော့မယ် ဆရာ၊ တော်တော်လေး အိုက်လာတယ်နော်ဆရာ”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ကား၏ နောက်ခန်း၌ ကိုယ်ကို နောက်လှန်ကာ ခေါင်းကို မော့ရင်း ဘေးဘီကိုလျက် လိုက်ပါလာသည့် “ဆရာ” အခေါ်ခံရသော တစ်ဦးတည်း လူရွယ်က အထူးအထွေ ပြန်မဖြေ “အင်း”ဟုသာ ရှည်ရှည်ညည်းညည်း တုန့်ပြန်၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ခက်ခဲလှသည် မဟုတ်သော်လည်း သိသိသာသာ ကွေ့ဝိုက်၍ မသိမသာ တွန့်လိမ်လေသော လမ်းဖြစ်သောကြောင့် ဒရိုင်ဘာသည် သတိမူလျက် ကားကို အရှိန်မပြင်းတပြင်း မောင်းသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          မောင်းလျက်ကလည်း စဉ်းစားမိသေးသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          သူ့ဆရာသည် ခါတိုင်း၌မူ နှုတ်သွက်သူဟု မဆိုနိုင်စေ နှုတ်လေးသူကား မဟုတ်၊ ယခု ဤခရီးတွင်မူ နှုတ်နည်းသည်၊ ရွက်ဝါတို့ကို စမြင်လေသည်မှစ၍ အထူးနှုတ်ဆိတ်သည်။ ဤအတွက်မူ အနည်းငယ် အံ့သြမိသည်။ သို့ရာတွင် ဆရာ၏ ဤမူဟန်ကြောင့် သူ့၌ ကန့်ကွက်ဖွယ်မရှိ၊ သူ့အလုပ်က ကားကို ကောင်းကောင်းမှန်မှန် မောင်းရန်သာ မဟုတ်လေလော။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ဖြစ်နိုင်သည်မှာ အေးချမ်းသာယာသော တောင်ကြီးမြို့မှ ပူအိုက်သော ဤဒေသနားအရောက်၌ ဆရာသည် ပင်ပန်းနေရော့မည်။ အမှန်က ဆရာသည် အမြဲပင်ပန်းနေသူ ဖြစ်လေသည်။ နေ့မအိပ်ညမအိပ် လူနာတွေနှင့် အမြဲပင်ပန်း နေသူသာတည်း၊ ယခုလည်း ပင်ပန်းသောကြောင့် ကားနောက်ခန်း၌ အိပ်မောကျပါလာလေသည်လား မပြောတတ်၊ ဆရာအိပ်မောကျ ပါလာလျှင်မူ သူ ဝမ်းသာ ရမည်၊ သူ့ဆရာသည် ည၌ အိပ်မောကျတတ်သူမဟုတ်၊ ဒါကိုတော့ သူသာ အသိဆုံးပါ။ အသိဆုံးပါ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ဒရိုင်ဘာသည် ဤသို့ စဉ်းစားကာ ဂီယာ မပြောင်းရရုံ အရှိန်ပေး၍ `ကားကို မှန်မှန်လေး မောင်းလာ၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ကြင်နာသိတတ်၍ တာဝန်ကျေသော ဒရိုင်ဘာခမျာ သိရှာမည် မဟုတ်၊ အမှန်မှာ သူ့ဆရာသည် အိပ်မောကျ၍ ပါလာသည်မဟုတ်ပါ၊ အိပ်မက်မူးရီနှင့် ဆိုလျှင်မူ မှန်လိမ့်မည် ထင်သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          အိပ်မက်ဆန်သော ကမ္ဘောဇ ရှမ်းမြို့တော်၏ ချယ်ရီတောနှင့် ထင်းရှူးမြိုင် ရိပ်ဝယ် သူသည် အိပ်မက်မူးရီ မဖြစ်ခဲ့ဘူး။ ထာဝစဉ် ဆောင်းလဆန်သော ရှမ်းမြို့တော်သည် သူ၏ပစ္စုပ္ပန်သာ ဖြစ်သည်။ လှုပ်ရှားရင်း ရှင်သန်နေရသော ပစ္စုပ္ပန်သည် အိပ်မက်မူး ရီဖွယ်ရာ ပတ်ဝန်းကျင်ကို မပေး။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          အတိတ်ဆိုသည်မှာမူ အိပ်မက်ဆန်သည်။ သို့မဟုတ် မရှိသည်ကို ရှိယောင်အဖြစ် အိပ်မက်ပမာပြလာ လှည့်စားတတ်သည်။ သည်အတွက်မူ သူ့ အတွက် ဝမ်းနည်းရမည်လော၊ ဝမ်းသာရမည်လော မပြောတတ်၊ ကြည်နူး လွမ်းဆွတ်မိသည်ကိုမူ သိသည်။ တစ်ခါတစ်ရံတော့ ကြံကြံဖန်ဖန် တွေးမိသည်။ မသိနိုင်သော နောင်ဘဝခေါ် အနာဂတ်ဆီ သယ်ပိုးပေးသည်ဆိုသော သေခြင်း တရားရှိသည့်နည်းတူ သိခဲ့ဖူးသော်လည်း မရှိတော့ပြီဖြစ်သည့် အတိတ်ဆီ ပြန်ခေါ်သွားနိုင်သည့် နောက်ကြောင်းပြန် သေခြင်းတစ်မျိုးများ ရှိခဲ့လျှင် ကောင်းများ ကောင်းလေမည်လောဟု တွေးမိသည်။ ကောင်းကောင်းလေမည်လော မှန်သည်။ ကောင်းများကောင်းလေမည်လော၊ အတိအကျတော့ မသိပါလေ၊ အကြောင်းမှာ အတိတ်ကာလမှ ကြည်နူးလွမ်းဆွတ်ဖွယ်ရာများသည် ကောင်းခြင်း ဆိုးခြင်းနှင့် မဆိုင်၊ ခံစားမှုနှင့်သာ ဆိုင်သည်။ ကောင်းသည်ကိုလည်း ခံစားရသည်။ မကောင်းသည်ကိုလည်း ခံစားရသည်။ ခံစားရသည့် အရာမှန်သမျှသည် ကြည်နူး လွမ်းဆွတ်ဖွယ်ရာချည်းသာတည်း။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          သူက သူ့ အတွေးနှင့်သူ ငြိမ်ပါလာခိုက် ကားသည် ဘုရားငါးဆူ တောင်ကြားဝသို့ ဆိုက်ရောက်လာသည်။ တောင်ကြားဝနောက်ဆုံး မြေမြင့်မှ လှမ်းမျှော်ကြည့်လျှင် သာစည်လွင်ပြင်သည် မျက်စိတဆုံး ပြန့်ချင်တိုင်းပြန့်၍ ပြောချင်တိုင်း ပြောနေ၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          နွေ၏ ညနေပိုင်းမြူတို့ လွင်ပြင်ကို မှုန်မှုန်လွှမ်းနေသော်လည်း ရှုခင်း ဝါးအောင် ဆိုင်းဆို့ခြင်းတော့ မရှိသေး။ အနောက်မိုးပြင်ဝယ် ဝင်ပြီးစနေသည်ရောင်လျှံကို ချန်ထားဆဲဖြစ်သောကြောင့် သည်ကနေကြည့်လျှင် နောက်ခံကားပြု အရာဝတ္ထုတိုင်းကို သဲသဲကွဲကွဲ မဟုတ်သည့်တိုင်စေ စေ့စေ့စပ်စပ် သတိပြုရာက မြင်နိုင်သေးသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ဒရိုင်ဘာက အော်သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “ဟိုမှာ ဆရာ ပုပ္ပား၊ ပုပ္ပားကို မြင်နိုင်သေးတယ်” - နောက်မှ သူကလည်း လှည့်ကြည့်သည်။ အမြင့်မှစီးကြည့်ရသောကြောင့် နွေ၏ခရမ်းရောင်လွင်ပြင်သည် ပြန့်ချင်တိုင်း ပြန့်သွားရာမှ မိုးကုပ်စက်ဝိုင်းဆီ၌ အနံလိုက် ထောင်တက်နေသယောင်ယောင်ရှိသည်။ မိုးကုပ်စက်ဝိုင်း၏ နယ်နိ မိတ်အစပ်ကို ကျော်မိုး ထိုးထောင်လျက် တိမ်စိုင်လိုလို တိမ်တောင်နှယ်နှယ်နှင့် ပုပ္ပားတောင်မင်းကို သီးသီးခြားခြား ထီးထီးမတ်မတ် မြင်ရ၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ဒရိုင်ဘာက ဆိုသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “ဟောဒီ နေရာကိုရောက်တိုင်း ပုပ္ပားကို လှမ်းမြင်မိတယ်ဆရာ၊ တောင်တန်းကြီးတွေထဲ ကားမောင်းလာတုန်း စိတ်က ကျဉ်းကြပ်တယ်၊ လွင်ပြင်ကို ဘွားခနဲတွေ့ရတော့ စိတ်က အိပ်မက်ကနိုးသလို လွတ်လပ်သွားတယ်၊ ပုပ္ပားကို လှမ်းမြင်ရတော့ အင်း ဟိုဒင်း အောက်မေ့ချင်တယ် ဆရာရယ်”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          သူက စိတ်ဝင်စားဟန်နှင့် ဒရိုင်ဘာကို ပြန်မေးသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “ဘယ်လို ကိုထွေးရင်၊ ပုပ္ပားကိုမြင်ရတော့ အောက်မေ့ချင်တယ် ဟုတ်စ”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e           ဒရိုင်ဘာ ကိုထွေးရင်က ပြုံးခြင်းထက် သာရုံရယ်သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “ဟုတ်တယ်၊ အောက်မေ့ချင်တယ်၊ ကျွန်တော်က ကျောက်ပန်းတောင်း သား မဟုတ်လားဆရာ၊ ကျွန်တော်ဖတ်တဲ့ ဝတ္ထုရေးဆရာတွေရဲ့ အသုံးနဲ့ပြောရရင် လွမ်းတယ်ပေါ့၊ ပုပ္ပားကိုလွမ်းတယ်၊ ကျောက်ပန်းတောင်းကို လွမ်းတယ်၊ အထူး သဖြင့် ပုပ္ပားနဲ့ ကျောက်ပန်းတောင်းရဲ့ နွေကို လွမ်းတယ်၊ ကျွန်တော် သိပ်ကဗျာဆန်သွားသလားဆရာ”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          သူ့ဆရာက ရယ်သည်။ သူ့ဆရာ ရယ်သောကြောင့် ကိုထွေးရင်ကလည်း လိုက်ရယ်သည်၊ ရယ်ခြင်းပြီးကြလျှင် သူ့ဆရာထံမှ စကားတစ်ခုခု ကြားရလိမ့် မည်ဟု ကိုထွေးရင်က မျှော်လင့်ထားသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          သူ့ဆရာထံမှ စကားသံ ထပ်မပေါ်လာ၊ ကိုထွေးရင်မှာ ပွဲမကျသော ပြက်လုံးကို ထုတ်မိသည့် လူရွှင်တော်ကဲ့သို့ ခံစားရရှာ၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ကိုထွေးရင်သည် ကားကို မှန်မှန်သာ ဆက်မောင်းလာခဲ့ရ၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ဖွင့်ထားသော ကားမှန်တံခါးတို့မှ လေသည် အသံမြည်လျက် ဝင်လာ နေ၏။ နွေ၏လွင်ပြင်လေသည် ကုန်းမြေမြင့်မှ ထာဝစဉ်ဆောင်းဆန်သောတောင် တန်းလေနှင့် ကွာခြားလှသည်။ တောင်တန်းလေက နုသည်၊ ထိတွေ့ရာ၌ ပေါ့သည်၊ ခံစားမိရာ၌ အေးမြလတ်ဆတ်သည်။ နွေ၏လွင်ပြင် လေက ကြမ်းသည်။ ထိတွေ့ရာ၌လေးပင်သည်။ ခံစားမိရာ၌ ပူနွေးထိုင်းမှိုင်းသည်။ ဪ ငိုက်မြည်းဖွယ်ရာလည်း ရှိသတည်း။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ကားလမ်းသည် ဖြောင့်ဖြောင့်ပြေးနေ၏။ ဝဲယာ ဘေးတစ်ဖက်တစ်ချက် တွင် ဝါးရုံတောတို့ ပျောက်ကွယ်သွားပြီ၊ လယ်မြေ ယာမြေတို့က ခြောက်ခမ်း ပတ်ကြားအက်နေသည်၊ ထနောင်းပင်ပု၊ ဆူးဖြူပင်မှီ၊ ဆူးရစ်ပင်ပြတ်တို့သာ ချုံသာသာ အမြင့်အစုနှင့် ပုပုနိမ့်နိမ့်ဖြင့် မြေကိုကင်းစောင့် တန်ဆာဆင်နေကြ၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          လေ၌ ဖုန်မှုန့်မြေနံ့တို့သာ စိုးမိုးသည်၊ သို့ရာတွင် ခံပွင့်ဦးတို့၏ ရနံ့များကကြိုးစားသင်းပျံ့ကြည်နေကြသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          သြော်...နွေကန္တာဦး၌လည်း သူ့အပွင့်၊ သူ့ အဖူး၊ သူ့ရနံ့၊ သူ့ဓာတ်နှင့် သူ့အထာအလျောက် လှပသော လွမ်းမောဖွယ်ရာတို့ ရှိနေကြသည်။ ရှိနေကြ ပါသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ရှေ့တစ်မိုင်ခန့် အဝေး၌ လွင်တီးခေါင် သစ်ပင်ကျွန်းငယ်ပမာ ရွာဟုသာ သိသာသော တစ်နေရာကို လှမ်းမြင်ရသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ထိုအခါကျမှ ကား၏နောက်မှ ဆရာက စကားဆိုသည်။ “ခုနင်က ဘာတဲ့၊ အင်း... ကိုထွေးရင်က နွေကို လွမ်းသတဲ့ ဟုတ်လား” \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “ဗျာ ခင်ဗျာ၊ဆရာဘာပြောတာလဲ”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “ဪ... စောစောက ကိုထွေးရင်က နွေကို လွမ်းတယ်ဆိုလို့ပါ”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “ဪ... အဟင်း... အင်း... အင်း ...ဟုတ်ကဲ့ဆရာ” \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “နွေကိုလွမ်းတယ်လို့ မပြောဘဲနွေကို ချစ်တယ်လို့ ပြောကြရအောင်”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e           ကိုထွေးရင်က မျက်မှောင်ကြုတ်၍ တစ်ချက် စဉ်းစားသည်။ ထို့နောက် သူဖတ်ဖူးသော ဝတ္ထုတစ်ခုတွင်းမှ ဇာတ်ဆောင်တစ်ဦး၏ လေသံကို အတုယူ၍ တည်ကြည်စွာ ဖြေသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “ကျွန်တော့်အနေနဲ့ ကန့်ကွက်စရာမရှိပါဘူး ဆရာ”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “ကိုထွေးရင်အနေနဲ့ ကန့်ကွက်စရာလည်းမရှိဘူး၊ နွေကိုချစ်တယ်ဆိုရင် ဟောဟိုရှေ့က ရွာမွန်သာမှာ ခဏနားကြရအောင်လား”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ကိုထွေးရင် ငိုင်သွား၏။ ထိုနောက် အသံပျော့ပျော့နှင့် ကန့်ကွက်သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “နေဝင်ပြီဆရာ၊ မိတ္ထီလာရောက်အောင် တစ်နာရီနီးပါး ဆက်မောင်းရ ဦးမယ်၊ နောက်ကျနေရင် ဆရာကြီး ဒေါက်တာဦးဘမောင်နဲ့ ဇနီးကလည်း စိတ်ပူနေကြဦးမယ်” ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “ဦးဘမောင်က စိတ်ပူစိုးရိမ်တတ်သူ မဟုတ်ပါဘူး၊ ဒါကြောင့်လည်း အင်မတန် လူအားကိုးတဲ့ ခရိုင်ဆရာဝန်ကြီး ဖြစ်နေတာ မဟုတ်လား၊ ဒို့ရွာမွန်သာမှာ ခဏနားကြရအောင်”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “ဒါပေမယ့် ခက်တာကဆရာ၊ ဆရာတို့က မိတ္ထီလာမှာ တစ်ညအိပ်ပြီး မနက် ၅ နာရီထိုးထ ရန်ကုန်ကို အရောက်မောင်းမယ်ဆို၊ ဆရာတို့ ဆေးပညာ ညီလာခံက သဘက်ခါ စတော့မယ်ဆို” \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “ဟုတ်တယ် အဲဒါကြောင့်လည်း ဆရာ ရွာမွန်သာကို ဝင်မယ်၊ ခင်ဗျားမှာ ကန့်ကွက်စရာ ရှိသေးလား ကိုထွေးရင်”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ကိုထွေးရင်က ခေါင်းကို အသာအယာ ခါသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “ဆရာ့ကို ကျွန်တော် ဘယ်တုန်းကမှ မကန့်ကွက်ဖူးပါဘူး၊ ဆရာ ပင်ပန်းမှာ 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ကိုနှိပ်ကာ၀ယ်ယူပေးပါ၊ အခမဲ့ အမှာစာ (\u003c\/span\u003eOrder\u003cspan lang=\"MY\"\u003e) တင်ပြီးသည့်နောက်တွင် ၄င်းအီးဘွခ်ပီဒီအက်ဖ်ဖိုင် ဒေါင်းလုပ်ဆွဲရန်လင့်ကို စာဖတ်သူ၏ အီးမေလ်ထဲသို့ ပို့လိုက်မည်ဖြစ်ပါသည်၊\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-family: 'Myanmar Text',sans-serif; mso-bidi-language: MY;\"\u003e::\u003cspan lang=\"MY\"\u003e ပုံနှိပ်စာအုပ် ၀ယ်ယူရန်အတွက်မူ “ပုံနှိပ်စာအုပ်” ဆိုသည်ကိုရွေး၍ (\u003c\/span\u003eBuy it now\u003cspan lang=\"MY\"\u003e) ခလုတ် ကိုနှိပ်ကာ ရှေ့ဆက်လုပ်ဆောင်၍၀ယ်ယူပေးပါ။\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"MsoNormal\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-family: 'Myanmar Text',sans-serif; mso-bidi-language: MY;\"\u003e\u003cspan lang=\"MY\"\u003e--------------------------------------------\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003eအခန်း(၁)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ပုဲလဲရည်မိုးပေါက်တို့ လောကမြေပြင်ကို ချီးမြှောက်သည့် ပျိုးပေါက်သစ်ပင် မြသစ်လွင်ရာ နယုန်ကြွေမူးဝါဆိုဦးတွင် မုတ်သုန်လေနှင့်အတူ မေရီတယောက် တက္ကသိုလ်သို့ ရောက် လေသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          လေရူးပမာ လူးလွန့်စ မေရီ၏စိတ်ကလေးက ထွေပြားပျံ့လွင့်နေသည်။ မြေကိုမှီ၍ လေဆီ မျှော်မှန်းသော မျိုးနုပင်၏ပမာ မေရီ၏စိတ်မာန်မှာ ကြွချီပျံတက်နေပါ၏။ လေလာတိုင်း ရွေ့လျား၍ ခဏချင်းမှာပင် သဏ္ဍာန်သစ်ဆက်ကာ ဖွဲ့ဆန်းသော တိမ်ဆိုင်ပမာလည်း မေရီ၏ စိတ်ကူးစိတ်သမ်း တို့မှာ အံဘနန်း အပြောင်းအလဲ မြန်တတ်ပါသေး၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          တချက်သာလျှင် မေရီ၌ ထူးပါ၏။ မုတ်သုန်နှင့်အတူ တက္ကသိုလ်မြေဆီ ရောက်ခဲ့ သော မေရီမှာ သည်တောင်ပင်လယ်မှ ခရီးသည်ကဲ့သို့ အပြုတေးကိုမသီ၊ မေရီ၏ ရင်တွင်း၌ကား အသံဖျက်တေး တပုဒ်မှာ သဲ့သဲ့မြည်ကြူးနေပါ၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          လှသော မေရီ၏ သန့်စင်ဖြူဖွေးသော မျက်နှာဝန်း ပြည့်ပြည့်လေးမှာ နုနယ်သဖြင့် ပို၍ တင့်တယ် နေသည်။ ပြည်ရည်ရွှမ်းသော မျက်လုံးကြည်နှစ်စုံ၏ ကျက်သရေမှာ စာ၌ဆိုသော သမင်မငယ်၏ မျက်လုံးအလှထက် အပြစ်ကင်းသည့် ကလေးငယ်၏ မျက်လုံးမှ သန့်စင်မှုသဘောက ပို၍ များနေ သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          မေရီ၏ လှုပ်ရှားမှုကလေးများမှာ ညှင်းလေနုပမာ သိမ်မွေ့ပေါ့ပါး၍ မေရီ၏ ကြငှန်းဆံသောဟန်မှာ ပျိုးပင်ပျို၏ ယိမ်းနွဲ့ခြင်းကဲ့သို့ နွဲ့နှောင်းပြေပြစ်သည်ဟု ဆိုကြပါ၏။ မေရီ၏ နက်မှောင်သော မျက်ခုန်းနှစ်သွယ်၏ အနားရေးမှ မြရောင်ရှိမ်းရှိမ်းနှင့် ပါးပြင်နုနုမှ ကွန်ယက်ရှက်ဖြာလျက်ရှိသည့် အကြောစိမ်းကလေးတို့မှာ မိုးဖျန်းပင်ပျို၏ ရွက်သစ်သစ်တို့ပင် မယှဉ်သာအောင် ပိုမို၍ လန်းဆန်းတင့်ရွန်းသည်ဟု အလှအပဆို အလွန်လျှင် ကိုးကွယ်တတ်ကြသော တက္ကသိုလ်ကျောင်းတော်ကြီးသားများက ဆိုမှတ်ပြုကြသည်။ ၀ိဇ္ဇာတန်းမှ ကျောင်းသားကြီးများကမူ မေရီကို ကြည့်ခြင်းသည် အလှအပ၏ အဘိဓမ္မာတရပ်ကို လက်တွေ့နားလည်ခြင်းပင် ဖြစ်သဖြင့်ခေါမတိုင်းပညာရှင် ပလေတို့၏ ပုရာဏ်ကျးမ်းကြီးမှ လှပခြင်းသဘာဝကို ဆွေးနွေးခန်းအား ဖတ်ကြည့်ရန်မလိုဟု နက်နဲစွာ မှတ်ချက်ချကြကုန်သည်။ ဤသို့ဖြင့် မေရီသည် ညှင်းလေပမာ သိမ်မွေ့ပေါ့ပါးသော လှုပ်ရှားမှု၊ ပျိုးပင်ပျို၏ ယိမ်းနွဲ့ခြင်းကဲသို့ နွဲ့နှောင်းဖြစ်သည့် ကြငှန်းဆန်သောဟန်တို့ဖြင့် ပိတုန်းရောင်တောက်ရွန်းသော ကော့မျက်တောင်ရှည်တို့ ဝန်းရံအပ်သည့် မျက်လုံးပြာကြီးများကို လှည့်ကစားရင်း တက္ကသိုလ်၏ စင်္ကြန်များတလျှောက် လုပ်လဲ လုပ်လီ သီကရီနှင့် တည်တဖုံကြည်တလှည့်ဖြင့် လျှောက်လျက်ရှိခဲ့ သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ခက်သည်မှာ မေရီသည် သူ့ကိုယ်သူ လှမှန်းသိခြင်းပေတည်း၊ ပိုခက်သည်မှာ မိမိအလှ၏ စူးရှထက်မြက်ခြင်းကို ရိပ်စားမိခြင်းပေတည်း၊ အခက်ဆုံးမှာ မိမိယုံကြည်စိတ်ချရသော အလှအားကိုး နှင့် တက္ကသိုလ်ဝယ် မှတ်တမ်းတင်စရာ ဇာတ်လမ်းပမာ စွန့်စားခန်းတရပ်ကို ဖွင့်လှစ်ခြင်းပေတည်း။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “တက္ကသိုလ်မှာနေနေ ဘယ်ဆီရောက်ရောက် ကုန်ကုန်ပြောမယ်၊ ယောက်ျားရပြီးတဲ့ အထိ မိန်းကလေး တဦးဟာ မိမိကိုယ်ကို သဘင်အနုပညာရှင်တဦးလို အမှတ်ထားရမယ်၊ တလောကလုံးမှာ ဟန်ဆောင်မှု ကလွဲပီး ဘာမှမရှိဘူး။ ဟန်ဆောင်သူတွေ အားလုံးထဲမှာ အပိရိဆုံးလူကို သဘာဝအကျဆုံးအဖြစ်နဲ့ လောကဇာတ်ခုံက သရဖူဆောင်းပေးလိမ့်မယ်...”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ဤစကားရပ်များကား မေရီ တက္ကသိုလ်မရောက်မီကတည်းက ယခုအခါ နိုင်ငံခြားရှိ သံရုံးတခု၏ စစ်တွဲဘက် အတွင်းဝန်ကတော် ဖြစ်နေသော အမဖြစ်သူ မေဘယ်လ်လွင်၏ နှုတ်မှ မကြာခဏ ကြားခဲ့ရသော အံ့ဘနန်းသည့် သြဝါဒထူးပင်တည်း။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          သို့ ကြောင့်ပင် မေရီသည် အရည်လည်ကျွမ်းကျင်ပြီးသား ကျောင်းတော်သားကြီးများ၏ ရှေ့တွင် မျက်လုံးဝိုင်းဝိုင်း အလည်လည်နှင့် နုသောမျက်နှာလေးအား ကြည်နိုင်သမျှ ကြည်ကြည်လင်လင် ထားကာ ကလေးငယ်သဖွယ် ချစ်စရာအမူ လုပ်တတ်လေ့ရှိသလောက် အချစ်ကျေးကျွန် ဖြစ်ချင် ဇောဖြင့် ဘဝသခင်မကို အမောသား ရှာနေသော လူကြီးလူကောင်းပေါက်စလေးများနှင့် ရင်ဆိုင်လျှင်မူ မျက်နှာပေးကို အလှမပျက်ရုံ တည်နိုင်သမျှ တည်ထားလျက် ထီမထင်ဟန် ပြုစွမ်းသကဲ့သို့ပင် အူတူတူ အတတ၊ မနှင့်ရင်ဆိုင်လျှင် ပါမောက္ခချုပ်နှင့် တွေ့ရသည်ထက် အနေခက်သော စာကြမ်းပိုး သနားစရာ ဂွအိုးများကို တွေ့လျှင်ကား မျက်နှာကို ပြုံးချိုချိုထားလျက် ရယ်မောခြင်းကို လွတ်လပ်စွာ ပြုပြီး ကပြားမလေးများအဟန် သွက်သွက်နှင့် ရိုးအေးသူအား ကလေးသဖွယ် စကစားချင်သေးသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          သို့နှင့် တလခန့် ကျောင်းတက်မိလျှင်ပင် နှစ်အဆုံး၌ စာမေးပွဲအောင်မည် မအောင်မည် မသေချာသော်လည်း သူ့ အမပြောသကဲ့သို့ လောကဇာတ်ခုံဝယ် သရဖူ မဆောင်းနိုင်သည့်တိုင်အောင် တက္ကသိုလ်နန်းမှ တပါးသော “ထား” သခင်မ ဖြစ်ရတော့မည်ကို မေရီသည် စိတ်ချမိခဲ့သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          တခုသော ဆန္ဒသည်သာ မေရီ၏ရင်၌ ခိုတွဲမနေဟုဆိုလျှင် ယခုအချိန်အထိ သူထင်သကဲ့သို့ ဖြစ် နေသော တက္ကသိုလ်၌ သူမျှော်မှန်းခဲ့ သည်တို့ ကို မျက်ဝါးထင်ထင် တွေ့ခဲ့ရပြီဖြစ်သော မေရီမှာ သူ့ဘဝအားသူ အကျေနပ်ကြီး ကျေနပ်မိနေမည်မှာ အမှန်ဖြစ်ပေသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ဤဆန္ဒကိုမူ မေရီသည် ဘယ်သူ့အားမျှ ဖွင့်မပြောမိခဲ့။ ဖွင့်ပြော၍လည်း မဖြစ်ဟုထင်သည်။ ဤဆန္ဒ ရှိနေသည့်အတွက်ပင် မေရီမှာ သူ့ကိုယ်သူ ရူးမိုက်နေမိသလောဟုပင် တခါတရံ အသိဉာဏ်လေး ဝင်တိုင်း အံ့သြမိသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          အမှန်တော့ လည်း မိမိမမြင်ဘူးသူ၊ မိမိအားလည်း ကမ္ဘာမြေဝယ် ရှိလေသလားဟုမှ အမှတ်ပြု လိမ့်မည် မဟုတ်သူတဦးအား ရှာဖွေနေခဲ့မိခြင်းအတွက် မေရီမှာ ရှက်စိတ်ကလေးတော့ ပေါက်မိ သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ကိုမြင့်သူ။ ဤနာမည်က မေရီ ရင်တွင် အမှတ်ထင်ထင် ပဲ့တင်ထပ်နေတတ်သည်။ နာမည်ကပင် ကဗျာဆံနေသည်ထင်၏။ ကဗျာဆရာမို့ နာမည်ကို ကဗျာဆံဆံပင် မှည့်ထားလေသည်လားမသိ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          စင်္ကြံများတွင်လျှောက်ခိုက် ပရိသတ်အကြိုက်ကို သိုက်မြိုက်စွာ အသုံးတော်ခံရင်း ကချေသည်မလေး မေရီမှာ သူ့ အား ဖူးတွေ့လိုသူအများကြားမှ သူမြင်တွေ့လိုသူအား တွေ့နိုးနိုးဖြင့် ရှာကြည့်နေမိ ခဲ့ သည်။ တခါတရံတွင် အကြောင်းမဲ့ စိတ်ပေါက်ကာ အပြစ်မဲ့ သူ တယောက်လူအား ကရုဏာ ဒေါသောနှင့် ကျိန်ဆဲမိခဲ့ သည်လည်း ရှိသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “ဘယ်မှလဲတဲ့... ကဗျာဆရာဆိုတဲ့ ကိုမြင့်သူ ကောင်ရယ်.....”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          အခန်းတံခါးပိတ်ပြီး၍ သူ့ပါတနာ ပိုဝမ်းတယောက် အိပ်ပြီဆိုလျှင် မေရီသည် ထူထဲသော စာရွက်ပြာအထပ်များကို သေတ္တာတွင်းမှ အသာအယာထုတ်ကာ တိတ်တဆိတ် ခိုးဖတ်မိသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          မီးမှိတ်ပြီးလျှင်ကား မေရီသည် တဒိတ်ဒိတ်ခုန်သော မိမိရင်မှအသံကို နာခံမိရင်း ရှက်ရွံ့ရွံ့နှင့်ပင် သူငယ်စဉ်ကထဲက အလွတ်ရခဲ့ သော ကဗျာဆရာမ ကြည်အေး၏ ကဗျာလေးတပုဒ်ကို တီးတိုး ရွတ်နေမိတတ်သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e“မမြင်ဘူးခင်က\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eမေ့မှဖြင့် ရူးပြီမောင်...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eဗွေသဉ်မှာ ရွှေရင်ထိတ်နှင့်\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eတိတ်တိတ်လေးပျော်ရအောင်”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          သူတွေ့ချင်သော ကိုမြင့်သူအား သူမမျှော်လင့်သောနည်းဖြင့် မေရီသည် တနေ့မှာ တွေ့ခဲ့ရပါ၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          နံနက်ကိုးနာရီ အတန်းတက်ပြီးနောက် နေ့လယ်ပိုင်းတွင်သာ ကြုံတိုးရီးရဲတချိန် ရှိသဖြင့် မေရီသည် ၊ အင်းလျားကျောင်းဆောင်သို့ မပြန်တော့ဘဲ အားလပ်ချိန်အတွင်း ကျက်မှတ်စရာရှိသည်များကို ကျက်မှတ်ရန် တက္ကသိုလ်စာကြည့်တိုက်ဆီသို့ ထွက်လာခဲ့သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          မေရီ၌ တခုတော့ ချစ်ဘွယ်ရှိသည်မှာ ဘာတွေးတွေး ဘာကြံကြံ ကျောင်းစာကိုမူ လျစ်လျူမရှု ခြင်းပင် ဖြစ်သည်။ တက္ကသိုလ်သင်တန်းများမှာ တနေကုန် ဆက်တိုက်တက်ရသည်မဟုတ်ဘဲ ကြား၌ အားလပ်ချိန်များရှိရာ ဤအချိန်များအတွင်း၌ပင် ကြိုးစားကြည့်မည်ဆိုက တနေ့ပေးသည့် သင်ခန်းစာ ကို တနေ့အတွင်း ပြီးအောင်ကြည့်နိုင်သည်။ ဤကဲ့သို့ ကြည့်ချင်သူများအတွက် တက္ကသိုလ် စာကြည့်တိုက်သည် ဆူညံ၍စည်ကားသော ကျောင်းဆောင်အခန်းများနှင့် အပန်းဖြေအခန်းများထက် ပိုမို၍ သင့်လျော်သည်။ သင်ခန်းစာကို မကြည့်ချင်သူများအတွက်လည်း အခြား အထွေထွေဗဟုသုတ ဖြစ်ဖွယ် စာပေများကို စာကြည့်တိုက်တွင် လေ့လာနိုင်သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          စာကြည့်တိုက်အတွင်းသို့ မေရီရောက်လာသောအခါ စာအုပ်ငှားရာ ကောင်တာမှ ထူထဲလှသော စာအုပ်ကြီးတအုပ်ကို ထုတ်ယူပိုက်ထွက်လာသော ကျောင်းသူတဦးနှင့် ရင်ဆိုင်တိုးနေသည်။ ထိုကျောင်းသူနှင့် မကျွမ်းသေးသော်လည်း တဆောင်တည်းနေဘက်ဖြစ်၍ အခန်းချင်းလည်း မဝေးသဖြင့် သူ့နာမည်အား မေရီသည် သိပြီးဖြစ်သည်။ ငြိမ်း ဟူသတည်း။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ငြိမ်းမှာ အရပ်သွယ်သွယ် ပိန်ပိန်ပါးပါး ဖြစ်သည်၊ အနည်းငယ်ရှည်သယောင်ရှိသော မျက်နှာတွင် ထူထဲလှသော ကျွဲကော်ကိုင်းမျက်မှန်ကြီးကို တပ်ထားရာ အသွင်မှာ အတန်ရင့်ပုံပေါက်သည်။ လမ်းလျှောက်လျှင် မျက်လွှာကို ချထားတတ်၍ မျက်နှာပေးမှာ ထာဝစဉ် ရှက်ကိုးရှက်ကန်းနိုင်သော သဏ္ဌာန် ပေါ်နေသည်။ မလွှဲသာ၍ မျက်နှာချင်းဆိုင်မိစဉ် ငြိမ်း၏ မျက်မှန်နောက်ကွယ်မှ မျက်လုံး ရှည်ရှည်များကို တွေ့မိလျှင်ကား ငြိမ်းမှာ နာမည်သာငြိမ်းအေးသော်လည်း အတွင်းစိတ်မှာ မတည်ငြိမ်ကြောင်းကို ရိမ်မိနိုင်သည်။ ငြိမ်း၏ မျက်လုံးရှည်ရှည်များမှာ ချားရဟတ်လည်နေတတ်၍ အတွင်းစိတ်ကိုမှီကာ မျက်လုံးရောင်မှာ ခဏချင်းပင် မှိန်ချည်ဝင်းချည် ရှိနေတတ်သည်။ သို့ ရာတွင် ပိတ်အင်္ကျီ အဖြူလက်ရှည်၊ အသွေးရင့်သော ချည်လုံချည်ပိန်းများကိုသာ အမြဲဝတ်တတ်သဖြင့် ငြိမ်းအား ဟန်ဆောင်မှုနည်း၍ ရိုးအသော မိန်းကလေးတဦးဖြစ်သည်ဟု မေရီက နားလည်ထားသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          မေငြိမ်းနှင့် ရင်ဆိုင်တိုးမိသောအခါ မေရီကပင်စ၍ ပြုံးနှုတ်ဆက်လိုက်သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “စာအုပ်လာထုတ်သလား....”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          စာကြည့်ခန်းတွင် စကားကျယ်ကျယ်မပြောရဲသဖြင့် မေရီက လေသံဖြင့် မေးလိုက်သည်။ ငြိမ်းက ရော့ရဲစွာပြန်ပြုံးရင်း ခေါင်းညိတ်ပြသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “မေရီကတော့ စာဖတ်ချင်လို့ လာတာ.....”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          “လာလေ ဒါဖြင့် အပေါ်ထပ်ကိုသွားရအောင်၊ ငြိမ်းလဲ စာဖတ်မလို့ဘဲ..............”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ၂ဦးသား လှေကားဆီမှ တက်လာစဉ် မေရီက ငြိမ်း၏လက်တွင်းမှ စာအုပ်ကြီးကို တစေ့တစောင်း ကြည့်မိသည်။ ဂျွန်ဒရင့်ဝါးတား တည်းဖြတ်သည့် ကမ္ဘာ့စာပေသမိုင်းအတိုချုပ် ဖြစ်လေသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e         မေရီက ငြိမ်းအား အံ့သြသွားသည်။ ဤမျှငယ်ငယ်ရွယ်ရွယ်နှင့် ဤမျှကျယ်ဝန်းသော ပညာကို လေ့လာကာ အဘယ်ကြောင့်ငြိမ်းသည် မိမိကိုယ်ကို ညှဉ်းဆဲချင်ရသနည်းဟုလည်း သနားသွားသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          အပေါ်ထပ်တွင် စာကြည့်ရန် စားပွဲကလေးများရှိသည်။ ပေါ်လစ်အရောင်ဖြင့် တောက်ပြောင်နေသော စားပွဲကလေးတခုစီအား အလယ်တွင် အတန်မြင့်သော သစ်သားပြားအကာတခုက ၂ ပိုင်း ခွဲခြားထား သည်။ သစ်သားအကာ၏ တဖက်တွင် တယောက်စီ ကုလားထိုင်နှင့် ထိုင်၍ စာကြည့်နိုင်သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          မေရီနှင့်ငြိမ်းတို့ အပေါ်ထပ်သို့ ရောက်ကြသောအခါတွင် ၂ နေရာသာ လစ်လပ်တော့သည်ကို တွေ့ရ သည်။ စားပွဲ ၂ လုံးမှာ တပိုင်းစီသာ လွတ်နေသည်။ ကျန်အပိုင်းများတွင် ယောက်ျားကလေး ၂ ဦးက နေရာယူထားသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ဘာကြောင့်မသိ၊ ငြိမ်း၏ ဖြူရော်သောမျက်နှာကလေးမှာ အနည်းငယ်နီရဲသွားသည်ကို မေရီသည် သတိပြုလိုက်မိသည်။ ငြိမ်းသည် ရှက်ကိုးရှက်ကန်းနှင့် အဓိပ္ပာယ်မဲ့ မေရီအား တချက်ပြုံးပြလိုက်၍ နေရာရှာသည့်ပမာ ခေတ္တ ယောင်ချာချာဖြစ်နေပြီးနောက် လက်ျာဘက်စားပွဲ၏ လွတ်သောနေရာတွင် ဝင်ထိုင်လိုက်သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e          ငြိမ်းဝင်ထိုင်သော စားပွဲ၏ အခြားတပိုင်းတွင် ထိုင်နေသူမှာ ငြိမ်းကဲ့သို့ပင် ကျွဲကော်ကိုင်း မျက်မှန် ကြီးကို တပ်ထားလျက် မပြီးဘဲထားဟန်ရှိသော ဆံပင်များမှာ ထိုးထောင်ပွယောင်းလျက်နေသည်။ အသားမှာ ညိုကာ နှာခေါင်းအနည်းငယ်ပြား၍ အသွင်မှာ လူကြောက်တတ်သော စာဂျပိုးတယောက် ဂိုက်ပေါ်နေသည်။ သူသည် မေရီတို့ ဝင်လာသောအခါ တချက်မော်ကြည့်လိုက်ပြီး၊ ငြိမ်းအား တွေ့သောအခါ 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နူးညံ့နေလေသေးသည်ကို ကျွန်တော်သိသည်။ သည်တော့ အင်း နှလုံးသားဟူသည်က နူးညံ့လေသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eသို့ရာတွင် ခက်ချည်ရသေး။ ကျွန်တော့် နှလုံးသား၏ အပေါ်ယံမှာတော့ အမာခွံ တစ်ခုက လွှာလွှာဝန်းပတ် အုပ်လွှမ်းနေသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eမာပင်မာသော်လည်း ဖန်သားကဲ့သို့ ကြည်တော့ကြည်လင်လေသော အမာခွံ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eသော်... ပကတိအနေနှင့်က ဘယ်လောက်နူးညံ့သော အရာတစ်ခု ဖြစ်ပါစေ။ အပူရှိန်နှင့်တွေ့တော့ ခြောက်သွေ့ ရသည်။ ပြီးတော့ တင်းမာရသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eကျွန်တော့် နှလုံးသား၏ အတွင်းဗဟိုက နူးညံ့နေလေသေးသည်ကို တွေ့ရ၍ ကျေးဇူးတင်ရသည်။ အပေါ်ယံ အမာခွံ အလွှာက ဖန်သားကဲ့သို့ ကြည်လင်နေသေး၍ လည်း ဝမ်းသာရသေးသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\"The desire of the moth for the star, of the night for the morrow, \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e“ကြယ်ကိုလိုချင်သော ပိုးစုန်းကြူး၏ ဆန္ဒ၊ နံနက်ကို လိုချင်သော ည၏ဆန္ဒ”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eကျွန်တော် ချစ်မြတ်နိုးလှပါသော ကဗျာဆရာ “ရှယ်လီ” (Shelley) ၏ ကမ္ဘာကျော် အလင်္ကာစကား။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eပိုးစုန်းကြူးတစ်ကောင်က ကြယ်ကို ရကောင်းပါသလော၊ မြေပြင်မှ ပိုးစုန်းကြူး က ဟိုး အဝေး ကောင်းကင်မြင့်ဆီကို ရောက်နိုင်ပါသလော။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eညဆိုသည်မျိုးကလည်း နေ့ကို ရကောင်းပါသလော။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eဆန္ဒတော့ ထားနိုင်ခွင့်ရှိသည်။ ရှိရမည်။ အမှန်ကား အစက ရှယ်လီ ဘာပြောသည်ကို ကျွန်တော် နားမလည်ပါ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eဪ...ကိုယ့်ကိုကိုယ်လည်း နားမလည်ပါ။ ကျွန်တော့်ဆန္ဒက ဘာပါနည်း။ ကျွန်တော့် ငွေကြယ်ကလည်း ဘာပါနည်း။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eပိုးစုန်းကြူးလေးက ကြယ်ဆီတက်ပြနေသည့် ဟိုးရှေးရှေးတုန်းက ညတစ်ညက စပြီး ကျွန်တော် ပြောပြပါမည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eအခန်း (၂) \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eဘဝကို ဘယ်ပုံစခဲ့သနည်း။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eကျွန်တော့်အတွက် နုနယ်သော နှလုံးသားလေးကို အခွံမာပါးပါးလေး လွှမ်းအုပ်ပြီး စခဲ့ရသည်ဟု ဆိုရပါမည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eဪ..သည် အသိကို မသိသည့်အချိန်၌ ကျွန်တော့်အသက်က ၁၂ နှစ်သာ ရှိသေးသည်။ ပြီးတော့ သည်လောက ခရီးပေါ်မှာ တစ်ယောက်တည်း အဖော်မပါ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eသိသောနေရာမှ မသိသော နေရာဆီ သွားနေဆဲ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eတွယ်ရာမဲ့ဘဝမှ မရေရာ မသေချာသော တွယ်ရာရှိသည်ထင်ရာသို့ စွန့်သွားနေရချိန်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eတစ်နေ့တာနီးပါး ခရီးတစ်လျှောက်တွင် သစ်ပင်တို့ ရွက်ဝါတွေ ကြွေနေ ကြသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eပူပြင်းသောနွေ၏နေအောက်မှာ ရထားကြီးက တစ်လယ်လုံး ခုတ်လာ ရရှာသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eရထားကြီး ဖြတ်မောင်းလာသော လယ်ကွင်းတွေမှာ ရိုးပြတ်ငုတ်ဝါဝါ တွေသာ ရှိတော့သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eအဝေးဆီ၌ တစ်စီးတလေ လှမ်းလှမ်းတွေ့ရတတ်သော နွားလှည်း နောက်ပိုင်းတွင် ဖုန်လုံးကြီးတွေက လိပ်လိပ်ထ ကျန်ရစ်ကြသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eလယ်ကွင်းလယ်မှ လေပွေကလည်း ဝှေ့ဝှေ့ ပြတတ်သေးသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eရထားတွင်းသို့ တိုးဝင်လာသော လေကလည်း မအေး၊ ပူသည်။ ပူလိုက် ပါဘိတော့သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eကျွန်တော့်အရွယ်။ ကျွန်တော့်ဘဝနှင့် မတန်မရာ၊ ရွက်ဝါတွေ အများကြီး ကြွေပြသော သီချင်းကြီးတွေကို ကျွန်တော်ရသည်။ အဲသည် သီချင်းတွေထဲက နွေတွေ ကတော့ လှလိုက်ပါဘိခြင်း။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eယခုတော့ နွေဆိုသည်က ပူသည်။ နွေပူပူမို့ သစ်ရွက်တွေက ကြွေကြ သည်။ ကြွေသောရွက်ဝါတွေက လေမှာမျောချင် မျော၊ လေပွေနှင့်အတူ ပျံတက်ချင်တက်၊ အပြီးသတ်ကျတော့ မြေပြင်ဆီပြန်ကျ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eတွယ်ရာမဲ့၊ ရွက်ဝါဆိုသည်က တွယ်ရာမဲ့။ အပြင်က နွေပူသကဲ့သို့ ကျွန်တော့်ရင်တွင်းမှာလည်း ပူနေသည်။ နွေက ကံကောင်းသည်။ သူ သည်ကို မကွယ်မဝှက်ဘဲ ပူပြနိုင်သည်။ ကျွန်တော့်ရင်တွင်းမှ အပူကိုတော့ ဝှက်ထားရသည်။ မျက်နှာမှာ မပြရဲ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eပြလည်းမပြချင်ပါ။ ပြ၍လည်းမည်သူက သနားပါမည်နည်း။ သနားကြ၍လည်း ကျွန်တော့် ဘဝကြီးက ခုခဏမှာ ဘာများ ထူးသွားပါမည် နည်း။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eဝမ်းနည်းရသောအချိန်တွေ ကုန်ခဲ့ပြီ။ မျက်ရည်ကျခဲ့ရသော အချိန်တွေ ကုန်ခဲ့ပြီ။ ဆုတောင်း၍ မျှော်လင့်ရသော အချိန်တွေ ကုန်ခဲ့ပြီ။ အားကိုးလောက်အောင် သနားပါသည် ဆိုသော လူစိမ်း၊ သူစိမ်းဆိုသူတစ်ယောက်ကိုမျှလည်း ကျွန်တော်မတွေ့ဖူး။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eယခု ကျွန်တော် ဦးတည်သွားနေသည်က သူစိမ်းတွေဆီတော့မဟုတ်။ သို့ရာတွင် ကျွန်တော့်ကို ဖြူသလား၊ မည်းသလားဟုပင် သိသူတွေ မဟုတ်ကြ။ ကျွန်တော် တစ်ယောက် ဤလောက၌ ရှိနေသည်ကိုပင် သိကြသူတွေ မဟုတ်။ သည်တော့ သူစိမ်း၊ သူစိမ်းတစ်မျိုးပါတကား။ အဲသည် သူစိမ်းတစ်မျိုးကလည်း သူစိမ်းတကာလိုပင် ကျွန်တော့်ကို ငြင်းပယ်ကြလျှင်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eကျွန်တော့်ရင်မှာ ပူလာပြန်သည်။ မျက်ရည်က စို့ချင်လာသည်။ ရင်တွင်း တစ်နေရာက တစ်စုံတစ်ခုကလည်း ဆိုချင်လာ၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eဪ...မျက်ရည်က ကျန်နေသေးသည်ကိုး။ မကျန်ပါနှင့်၊ မစို့ပါနှင့်၊ မျက်ရည်ကျန်လေးက စို့၍ ဘာတွေက ထူးသွား ပါမည်နည်း။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eရင်တွင်းက ဆို့တက်ချင်လာသော တစ်စုံတစ်ရာရယ်၊ ငြိမ်ငြိမ်လေးနေပါ။ ပြန်ပြီး ငြိမ်ငြိမ်လေးနေပါ။ မင်းက ဆို့တက်လာတော့ မျက်ရည်ကလည်း လိုက်ပို့ ချင်တယ်ကွယ်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eကျွန်တော်က မျက်တောင်များကို ခတ်ပြီး မျက်ရည်ကို ကြားလိုက်သည်။ သက်ပြင်းကို ရှိုက်ပြီး ရင်တွင်းမှ ဆို့တက်ချင်သော အရာကိုလည်း တားလိုက် သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eကျွန်တော်စီးလာသော ရထားပေါ်တွင် ကျွန်တော်နှင့် ရွယ်တူကောင်လေး တွေ ပါကြသည်။ အများကြီးပါကြသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eသူတို့ဘာလုပ်ကြသည်ကို ကျွန်တော်သီသည်။ သူတို့လည်း သူတို့ အတိုင်းအတာနှင့် သူတို့ ရဲကြ စွန့်ကြရသည်ကို ကျွန်တော်နားလည်သည်။ သူတို့အထဲတွင် ကျွန်တော်နှင့် သိသူတွေပင် ပါကြသည်။ သူတို့သံသရာထဲတွင် ကျွန်တော်လည်း ဝင်လည်နိုင်သည်။ သူတို့လောက်တော့ ကျွန်တော်လည်း သတ္တိ ရှိသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eသို့ရာတွင် သူတို့သံသရာကို ကျွန်တော်မကြိုက်ပါ။ သူတို့သံသရာမျိုးမှာ ကျွန်တော် မလည်ချင်ပါ။ ထို့ကြောင့်လည်း ဤခရီးကို ကျွန်တော်ထွက်လာခဲ့သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eသိသောနေရာမှ မသိသောနေရာဆီ။ ကြွေသောရွက်ဝါတွေကို ကျွန်တော်ကြည့်မိသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eသူတို့လည်း တွယ်ရာမဲ့။ တွယ်ရာမဲ့ဆိုတော့ လေဆောင်ရာ လွင့်ကြရ သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eဪ...ဤရထားပေါ်မှ ကောင်လေးအများမှာလည်း လေဆောင်ရာ လွင့်နေကြသူတွေ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eကျွန်တော်က လေဆောင်ရာ မလွင့်ချင်ပါ။ ကျွန်တော့်ကိုယ်ကျွန်တော် သစ်ရွက်မဟုတ်မှန်း သိသည်။ သစ်ရွက်မဟုတ်ပါပဲနှင့် လေဆောင်ရာ ကျွန်တော် လျှောက်လွင့်ရမည်လော။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eရထားကြီးက တငြိမ့်ငြိမ့်ခုတ်နေတုန်း၊ ကျွန်တော့်အကိုအိတ်တွင်းမှ စာလေးတစ်စောင်ကို ကျွန်တော် ယူဖတ်သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e“သမီးကို ခွင့်မလွှတ်နိုင်ပေမယ့် မြေးကိုတော့ သနားပါမေမေ! ဒါဟာကိုယ့်ကိုယ်ကိုယ် သေမယ်သိနေတဲ့ သမီးရဲ့ နောက်ဆုံး အသနားခံချက်ပါ” ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eမေမေ။ ကျွန်တော့်ကို သေခါနီးချိန်အထိ မျက်နှာတွင် သေရိပ်ကို နည်းနည်းမျှ ပြမသွားသည့်မေမေ။ တကယ်တော့ သူအားလျှော့ခဲ့သည်မှာ ကြာပြီ။ မေမေ သေခါမှ သည်စာလေးကို ခေါင်းအုံးအောက်မှာတွေ့ရသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eအကြိမ်ကြိမ် ဖတ်မိခဲ့ရသောကြောင့် စာတစ်ခုလုံးကို ကျွန်တော် အလွတ် ရမိလု ရှိနေပြီ။ သည် အဆုံးစာပိုဒ်ကိုတော့ အလွတ်ကောင်းကောင်း ရနေသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eသည်တိုင်းကြည့်တော့ မေမေက ဘွားဘွားကို တောင်းပန်ထားသည်။ ကျွန်တော့် စိတ်တွင်းတွင်တော့ မေမေက ကျွန်တော့်ကိုပါ တောင်းပန်သွားသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eမေမေမရှိတော့လျှင် ဘွားဘွားတို့ဆီသွားပါ။ မေမေ့ဆန္ဒ ။ မေမေ၏ သေခါနီး နောက်ဆုံးဆန္ဒ။ တဂျုံးဂျုံး တဒိုင်းဒိုင်းနှင့် ရထားကြီးက မြည်လာသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eအောက်တွင် သောင်ထိုး၍ ရေနည်းနေသော စစ်တောင်းမြစ်ကို တွေ့ရ သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eကျွန်တော်လာခဲ့ရာ မွန်ပြည်နယ်သည် ဟိုဘက်ကမ်းမှာ ကျန်ရစ်ပြီ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eကျွန်တော်ကိုင်ထားသော စာရွက်ပေါ်တွင်တော့ မျက်ရည်ပေါက် အသစ် စက်စက်တစ်ပေါက်ကို တွေ့သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eသော်...ဘယ်အချိန်က ကျလိုက်ပါသနည်း၊ ထိန်းထားလျက်က သူကျသည်။ ရထား တုန်ခါသောကြောင့် သူကျမည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eအခန်း (၃)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eသည် တစ်ကြိမ်တွင်လည်း တံတားပေါ် ရထားဖြတ်မှ ကျွန်တော်လန့်နိုး လာသည်။စစ်တောင်းတံတားပေါ်ဖြတ်စဉ်က မော်လမြိုင်-ရန်ကုန် ရထားကြီး တဂျုံးဂျုံး တဒိုင်းဒိုင်း မြည်သံကဲ့သို့ ယခု ဤမီးရထားကြီးကလည်း မြည်သော ကြောင့် မဟုတ်ပါ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eရထားကြီးက ရွေ့သည်ဆိုရုံ လှုပ်လှုပ်လေးသွားနေသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eအခြေမြေရှိ လမ်းပေါ်မှာ ပြေးနေပြီ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eကျွန်တော်ရသော သီချင်းကြီးတစ်ပိုဒ်မှ သီချင်း စာသားများကို ကျွန်တော် အမှတ်ရသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eတစ်ဆင့်တက်သော်။ တစ်တောင်ကျော်၊ တစ်မှော်ငုပ်လျှိုး။ တစ်ချုံတိုး။ တစ်မိုးသောက်လျှင်။ တစ်နေဝင်၊ တစ်ပင်မြိုင်ကြီး၊ ဂနိုင်ဆီး။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eရထားကြီးက တောင်နံရံစောင်း တစ်လျှောက်တွေမှာ မြောင်သွယ်ကွေ့ ဝိုက် လျက် ပြေးနေပြန်ပြီ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eရထားလမ်းအနေအထားက မသိမသာ နိမ့်လျှောဆင်းနေသည်ကိုလည်း သတိထားမိသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eတောတို့၏အသွင်လည်း ပြောင်းပြန်ပြီ။ ထင်ရှူးပင်တွေချည်း မဟုတ်တော့။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eထင်းရှူးပင်တွေမှာက အရွက်ဟုခေါ်နိုင်သော အရွက်စစ်စစ်မရှိ။ ဆူးချောင်း လေးတွေနှင့်တူသော အရွက်အချောင်းလေးတွေသာ ရှိသည်။ အဲသည် အရွက်\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eချောင်းလေးတွေက ရင့်ရင့်စိမ်းသည်။ သည်တော့ ထင်းရှူး တစ်ပင်လုံးကလည်း ရင့်ရင့်စိမ်းသည်။ ထင်ရှူးတော တစ်ခုလုံးကလည်း စိမ်း၍ မှောင်သည်။ အစိမ်း ရောင်မှတစ်ပါး အခြားအရောင်မရှိ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eယခု ပြန်ပေါ်လာသော တောတို့၏ အပင်တွေမှာက အရွက်တွေရှိသည်။ တွေ့နေမြင်နေကျ အရွက်မျိုးတွေ ရှိသည်။ သော် ... အရောင်လည်း ရှိလေသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eရထားကြီး ကပ်မြှောင်ပြေးနေသည့် သည်ဘက်တောင်မှာရော။ လျှိုချောက်ခြား သည့် ဟိုဘက်တောင်မှာရော၊ တောတို့၌ အရောင်စုံနေသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eစိမ်းသော အရွက်များလည်း ရှိပါသေး၏။ ရွှေရောင်ဝင်းနေသော အရွက်များ လည်း ရှိသည်။ ပတ္တမြားရောင်ကဲ့သို့ ရဲရဲနီနေသော အရွက်များလည်း ရှိနေသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eတောတစ်ခွင်မှာ ရွှေလျှံ၊ ပတ္တမြားလျှံတို့ တောက်ညီသည့်ပန်းချီမီးလျှံကြီး ကဲ့သို့ လှပနေသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eပန်းချီမီးလျှံတောတို့က ရုတ်တရက်ဆုံးသွားသည်။ ကောင်းကင်ကြီးက လည်း ဟင်းလင်းပွင့်သွားသည်။ မြေပြန့်ပြန့်ကြီးကလည်း ဘွားဘွား ဘယ်က ပေါ်လာသနည်း၊\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eရထားကြီးက မြေပြန့်ပြန့်တွင် ခုတ်မောင်းနေလေပြီ။ သူ့ကြည့်ရသည်မှာ\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eပန်းအဝင်တွင် မောပန်းနေသည့်ကြားက ခြေကုန်ထပ်တင်သော အပြေးသမားနှင့်\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eတူလှစွာ၏။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eမြူပြာပြာနောက်ခံတွင် ရဲရဲနီအောင်ပွင့်နေသော ပေါက်ပင်များကို တွေ့ရသည်။ ဟိုးအဝေးဆီ၌ ပတ္တမြားပွင့်တွေကို ဆင်ထားသော လက်ပံပင်မြင့်မြင့် ကြီး တစ်ပင်ကိုလည်း လှမ်းတွေ့ရသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eရထားပေါ်မှ လူတွေလည်း လှုပ်လှုပ်ရွရွ ဖြစ်လာကြသည်။ ရထားကြီး ဘူတာတစ်ခုတွင်းသို့ ဝင်လာသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eရွှေညောင်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eဪ... ခရီးတစ်တန် ဆုံးပြန်လေပြီ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eဘူတာရုံဖြစ်သဖြင့် ခရီးသည်တွေအပြင် ကြိုကြ ဆိုကြသူတွေနှင့် စည်ကား ဆူညံနေသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eကျွန်တော့်၌ ပစ္စည်းများများမပါ။ ပခုံးတွင် လွယ်ထားသော ပလတ်စတစ် အပေါစား ခရီးဆောင်အိတ်ဟောင်းလေးတစ်ခု၊ လက်တစ်ဖက်နှင့် ပွေ့ပိုက်ကိုင် ထားသည့် ဟောင်းနွမ်းနေသော ကတ္တီပါသား ပတ်အုပ်ထားသည့် အလိပ် တစ်လိပ်။ ဤနှစ်ခုပဲပါသည်။ ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eဘူတာရုံတွင်းမှ ကျွန်တော်ထွက်လိုက်သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eကျွန်တော့်မျက်နှာတွင် ဘာပူပန်မှုကိုမှ ပြမနေဟု ကျွန်တော် ယုံကြည် သည်။ ပူပန်မှုကို မပြမိရန် ကျွန်တော်ကြိုးစားထားသည် မဟုတ်လော။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eကျွန်တော်က ဘတ်စ်ကားရှာကြည့်သည်။ ။ ဘတ်စ်ကားနှင့်တူသည့်ကား တစ်စီးမျှမတွေ့။ ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eတက္ကစီ အငှားကားလေးများကိုသာ တွေ့သည်။ အချို့က ဂျစ်ကား။ အချို့က ဆလွန်းကား။ ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eဂျစ်ကားတစ်စီးအနီးသို့ ကျွန်တော်ကပ်သွားသည်။ “\u003cspan\u003eတောင်ကြီးကို သွားသလား\u003c\/span\u003e” “\u003cspan\u003eသွားတာပေါ့၊ စီးလုံးယူမလား\u003c\/span\u003e”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eပြောသူက အသားညိုသည်။ မြန်မာမျက်နှာပေါက်တော့ ရှိ၏။ သို့ရာတွင် အသံက ဝဲသည်။ ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eပြောဟန်ကလည်း နောက်တောက်တောက်။ “\u003cspan\u003eစီးလုံးမငှားနိုင်ပါဘူး။ တစ်ယောက်တည်းလိုက်လို့ မရဘူးလား\u003c\/span\u003e”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e“\u003cspan\u003eလူပြည့်ရင်ရတယ်၊ စောင့်\u003c\/span\u003e” “\u003cspan\u003eတစ်ယောက် ဘယ်လောက်လဲ\u003c\/span\u003e” “\u003cspan\u003eငါးကျပ်\u003c\/span\u003e” \u003cspan\u003eကျွန်တော် ရင်ထိတ်သွားသည်။ မျက်လုံးလည်း ပြူးသွားမိ၏။\u003c\/span\u003e “\u003cspan\u003eဟိုဒင်း ဒီမှာဘတ်စ်ကား မရှိဘူးလား\u003c\/span\u003e”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eအသံဝဲဝဲနှင့်သူက ကျွန်တော့်ကို ခြေဆုံးခေါင်းဆုံးကြည့်သည်။ ခဏကြာမှ သည်။ ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e“\u003cspan\u003eဘူတာမှာ ဘတ်စ်ကား မရှိဘူးကွယ့် ကလေး၊ ဘတ်စ်ကား စီးချင် ဟိုလမ်းမှာ သွားစီး၊ ကလော-တောင်ကြီးကားရှိတယ်၊ တစ်ကျပ်ပေးရတယ်။ တစ်ကျပ်ကော ပေးစရာရှိလား လူကြီးလူကောင်း\u003c\/span\u003e”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eသူက ကျွန်တော့်ကို နောက်ချင်ဟန်တူသည်။ သို့ရာတွင် သူလမ်းညွှန်မှုပြု သည်ကို ကျေးဇူးတင်ရသေးသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eကျွန်တော်က တည်ကြည်စွာ ဖြေသည်။ “\u003cspan\u003eရှိပါတယ်၊ ခုလို ပြောပြတာ ကျေးဇူးတင်ပါတယ်\u003c\/span\u003e” \u003cspan\u003eကျွန်တော်က လမ်းမဆီသို့ ထွက်လာခဲ့၏။ လမ်းမဘေးတွင် ကျွန်တော် ရပ်စောင့်နေသည်။\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eဪ...အပြီးသတ်ကျတော့ လမ်းမဘေးမှာပါ၊ လမ်းမဘေးမှာသာပဲ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eရွှေညောင် လွင်ပြင်ကြီးက ကျယ်သည်။ ကောင်းကင်ကြီးကလည်း ကျယ်သည်။ ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eလမ်းဘေးမှ ကျွန်တော့်ကိုယ်လေးသည် သေးသွားသည် ထင်၏။ လွင်ပြင်ပတ်ပတ်လည်မှာတော့ တောင်တန်းကြီးတွေ ရှိနေသည်။ လွင်ပြင်က နွေစရိုက်ကိုပြပြီး အတန်လေး ပူအိုက်နေသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eဪ... ချမ်းသည်ဟု ပြောကြသော ရှမ်းကုန်းပြင်မြင့်ပေါ်မှာလည်း နွေရှိနေ လေသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eမြူပြာပြာ လဟာနယ်ကို ဖြတ်ကျော်ပြီး အရှေ့ဘက်ဆီ ကျွန်တော်ကြည့် သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e( \u003cspan\u003eအနောက်ဘက်က ကျွန်တော် လာသည်။ သည်တော့ တောင်ကြီးဆိုသည် ။ က အရှေ့ဘက်မှာ ရှိမည်။\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eအရှေ့ဘက်က တောင်တန်းကြီးက ပိုမြင့်သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eမှိုင်းမှိုင်းဝေဝေနှင့် ပိုမြင့်သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eမှိုင်းမှိုင်းဝေဝေနှင့် ပိုမြင့်သော သည်တောင်တန်းကြီးဆီ ကျွန်တော် တက်ရပါလေ ဦးမည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e| \u003cspan\u003eအခန်း (၄) ရှမ်းပြည်နယ် ကောင်စီလမ်း။\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eလမ်း၏ လက်ယာဘက်ထိပ်မှာက ခံ့ညားထည်ဝါသော တိုက်ဖြူဖြူကြီး ကို တွေ့ရသည်။ လက်ဝဲဘက်ထိပ်မှာက အဝါရောင် နှစ်ထပ် အဆောက်အအုံကြီး တစ်ခု။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eအဆောက်အအုံနှစ်ခုလုံးအတွင်းမှာတော့ “\u003cspan\u003eတောင်ကြီး ကောလိပ်\u003c\/span\u003e”\u003cspan\u003eဟု ရေးထားသော ဆိုင်းဘုတ်ကြီးများ ရှိသည်။ ။\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eအဆောက်အအုံနှစ်လုံး၏ ဝင်းစပ်တစ်လျှောက်မှာက ညီညာစွာ ကိုက်ညှိ ထားသည့် စည်းရိုးပင်တန်း ထူထူစိမ်းစိမ်းတွေ ရှိသည်။ ခရမ်းနုရောင် ပန်းလေးများ ပွင့်နေ ကြသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eလမ်းဘေးတစ်လျှောက်မှာက ပင်စည်ဖြောင့်ဖြောင့်နှင့် ဧရာမသစ်ပင်ကြီး တွေကလည်း ရှိနေသေးသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eကျွန်တော်က လွယ်အိတ်လေးကို လွယ်မြဲလွယ်လျက်၊ လက်တစ်ဖက်ဖြင့် ကတ္တီပါ ပိတ်သားပတ် အလိပ်လေးကို ပိုက်မြဲပိုက်လျက်၊\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eဈေးအနီးရှိ ကားဆိပ်မှ ဤလမ်းထိပ်ရောက်ရန် အဝေးကြီး လျှောက်ခဲ့ရ သည်။ လမ်းမကြီးက ပြေသယောင်ယောင် ရှိသော်လည်း အမှန်က ကုန်းတက် ခရီး။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eအို...ဟောသည် လမ်းကလည်း ကုန်းတက်၊ သိသာထင်ရှားလှသော ကုန်းတက်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eကျွန်တော့် တစ်ကိုယ်လုံးက နွမ်းနယ် နုံးချည့်နေသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eမနေ့ကရယ်၊ သည်နေ့ရယ် နှစ်နေ့၊ သည်နေ့တွေမှာ တစ်နေ့ထမင်း တစ်နပ်စီသာ ကျွန်တော် စားခဲ့သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eကိုယ့်ဝမ်းဆာတာ ကိုယ်သိသပေါ့ ၊ သို့ရာတွင် ကိုယ့်ဝမ်းနာလည်း ကိုယ် သိရသည်။ သိရသေးသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eကုန်းတက်လမ်းအတိုင်း ဖြည်းဖြည်း ကျွန်တော် လျှောက်လာခဲ့သည်။ ညာဘက်တွင် ထင်းတောကြီးကို တွေ့ရသည်။ ။ ဘယ်ဘက်မှာကတော့ ဝင်းနှင့်ခြံနှင့် တစ်ထပ်တိုက်ပုလေးများ၊\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eဖြတ်လာခဲ့သော လမ်းဘေးတွေ့ရှိ ညီညာသော ပင်လတ်၊ ပင်လှ၊ ပင်ပျို များကို သတိထားမိသည်။ အောက်အရပ်တွင် မတွေ့ဖူးသော အပင်တွေဖြစ်သော ကြောင့် ဘာပင်တွေမှန်း ကျွန်တော်မသိ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eတစ်မြို့လုံးမှာလည်း ဘာပန်းတွေဟာ ကျွန်တော်မသိသော ပန်းတွေ ပွင့်နေသည်။ ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eပန်းတွေ၏ အရောင်က ပန်းနုသွေးအရောင်၊ အချို့က နီချင်သည်။ အချို့က မရမ်းရောင်ဘက်သည်။ ယေဘုယျကတော့ ပန်းရောင်၊ ပွင့်နေကြသည် ကလည်း အဆုပ်ဆုပ် အခိုင်ခိုင်၊\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eပန်းတွေကလည်း လှပါဘိ၊ မြို့ကလည်း လှပါဘိ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eစာဖတ်သော ကျွန်တော်က ဝတ္ထုတွေထဲမှာ တောင်ကြီးမြို့အကြောင်း ခဏခဏဖတ်ဖူးသည်။ ရှမ်းမြို့တော်။ ပန်းမြို့တော်။ သည်လိုရေးကြသည်။ ရှမ်းမြို့တော်၊ ပန်းမြို့တော်ဆီ စိတ်ကူးယဉ်ကြည့်ပြီး စိတ်ကူးနှင့် ခဏခဏ ကျွန်တော် ရောက်ဖူးသည်။ ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eဪ... ယခုတော့ တကယ်ရောက်နေပြီ။ ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eနံနုံးချည့်ချည့် ဆင်းဆင်းရဲရဲ၊ စုတ်စုတ်ပြတ်ပြတ်၊ နွမ်းနွမ်းကြေကြေနှင့် ကျွန်တော်ရောက်နေပြီ။ ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eအင်္ကျီဖြူဖြူလေးရယ်၊ ပုဆိုးစိမ်းလေးရယ်ကို တတ်နိုင်သမျှ ကျွန်တော် သပ်သပ်ရပ်ရပ် ဝတ်ခဲ့ပါသည်။ ကျွန်တော့်မေမေက စုတ်ချင်စုတ်ပါစေ။ ဟောင်း ချင်ဟောင်းပါစေ။ အဝတ်အစားကို အမြဲတမ်း သပ်သပ်ရပ်ရပ်ဝတ်မှ ကြိုက်သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eအစက ဘယ်လိုပင် သပ်သပ်ရပ်ရပ် ဝတ်ထားလင့်ကစား နှစ်ရက်ဆက် တိုက် မီးရထားစီးလာခဲ့ရသောကြောင့် ကျွန်တော့် အဝတ်အစားတွေက နွမ်းကြေ နေပြီ၊ ဖုန်ထူသော နေရာမှာ ဖြစ်သောကြောင့်လည်း အင်္ကျီဖြူလေးက မဖြူတော့။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eကျွန်တော့်မျက်နှာသည်ပင် ဘယ်အသွင်ပေါက်နေလေမည် မသိ။ ညာ... လှပသော တောင်ကြီးမြို့သည် ကျွန်တော်တစ်ယောက်ကြောင့်\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eအကျည်းတန် မဲ့ တစ်ပေါက်စွန်းခဲ့လေပြီလော။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eကုန်းတက်လမ်းက တောင်ခြေတွင် ဆုံးပြီး လက်ယာဘက်သို့ ဆက်ကွေ့ သွားသည်။ လက်ဝဲဘက်ဆီသို့ခွဲပြီး အနှိမ်တွင်း လျှောဝင်သွားသည်လမ်းလည်း ရှိသည်။ တောင်ခြေက တောတွင်း ဝင်သွားသည့် လမ်းလည်း ရှိသေးသည်။ ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eလက်ယာဘက်မှာက ကျယ်ဝန်းလှသော ဝင်ငံတွင်း၌ နိုင်ငံခြား စာအုပ် များတွင် တွေ့ ဖူးသော ဥရောပဆန်သည် နှစ်ထပ်ဂေဟာကြီးတစ်ခုကို တွေ့ရ\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e| \u003cspan\u003eလက်ဝဲဘက်မှာက အိမ်တွေ၊ ဝင်းနှင့် ခြနှင့် ဥရောပပုပင် ဆန်ချင်သော အိမ်တွေ။\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e| \u003cspan\u003eလှပသောမြို့။ ခမ်းနားသောရပ်ကွက်။ တင့်တယ်သော အိမ်တွေကြောင့် ကျွန်တော် ခြေဆက်လှမ်းရန် တွန့်နေမိသည်။\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eလမ်းဘေးတွင်ရပ်ပြီး တောင်မြင်ကြီးကိုမော့ကြည့်မိသည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eမြို့ ကိုကပ်ပြီး ဤသို စီးမိုးထားသည့် တောင်မြင်ကြီးမျိုး ကျွန်တော် မမြင်ဖူး။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eမြင့်သည်။ ခမ်းနားသည်။ ကြီးမားသည်။ လွှမ်းမိုး သည်။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eတောင်ကြီး မြို့ပေါ် ရောက်ကတည်းက နွေသည် နွေမဟုတ် တော့သည်ကို ကျွန်တော် သတိပြုမိပြီးပြီ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eလေက အောက်အရပ်ဆောင်းဦးလေးက လေကဲ့သို့ အေးမြသည်။ လန်းဆန်း လတ်ဆတ်သော အတွေ့ ခံစားမှုရှိသည်။ သိမ်မွေ့ ထူးဆန်းသော သင်းရနံ့တစ်ခုလည်း ရှိနေသေးသည်။ ။\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eသည်တောင်ခြေမှာက ပိုမိုအေးချမ်းသာယာသည်။ ဟုတ်ကဲ့။ နွေမရှိပါ။ 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