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A small sign hangs at the entrance to the yard.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKookkai Avenue\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the grand lobby of the Kukkai Inn, there was only one beautiful, modern young woman, about 20 years old. She was the empress of the Kukkai Inn, Ma Khin Si. Ma Khin Si looked out the window towards the street outside. She seemed to be expecting someone.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the north wind, the young punnar trees were playing cutely. When we went beyond the fence, the green forest on the other side of the wide and calm Inya Lake was like a backdrop. As we climbed up and over the forest, we saw the golden horizon. 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It was already four and twenty minutes when she returned home from school. She had a cup of tea. She had to take a quick shower. She had to apply perfume, comb her hair, and change her clothes, and she had to work hard to be ready by 5 o’clock. At 5 o’clock, Ma Khin Si was already getting ready in the living room and waiting.. Ko Kyaw Win had not yet appeared.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWaiting for 5 hours and 10 minutes... was still just a fantasy. The 5 hours and 20 minutes of fantasy had passed, and Ma Khin Si was starting to get bored.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI looked out the window again. I couldn't see anything on the road where Ko Kyaw Win was coming. I couldn't even see the cute little punnariki trees playing around... I just left a golden ray on the distant horizon.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Ko Kyaw Win...Ko Kyaw Win..it’s good to hate..” In fact, Ma Khin Si couldn’t hate Ko Kyaw Win. She said it out of impatience. Waiting for someone who rarely came was the most tiring and tiring thing. So she suddenly sought happiness. She only sought happiness. She forgot that her beloved, the little girl, was always inviting her. She didn’t want to play the piano in her head, and she didn’t want to turn on the radio next to her. She looked at the “Corona” magazine that was always on the table. She couldn’t find the magazine, she only found a large English newspaper ready, so she picked it up and looked at it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“The Daily” or the British Government Gazette, Khin Si never wanted to read the Daily. 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He was sitting alone at the study table, absent-mindedly turning over a book. There were four or five books scattered on the study table. It seemed that he was trying to control his wandering mind with the book. Even while he was controlling it, his mind kept running away.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe mind is a mere form, a mere form. In the form of a substance, there are things a thousand times more subtle than the smallest particle of dust. How can people control such a delicate substance? Can they even grasp a single particle, which is a thousand times more coarse and coarse than the mind?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe man sighed as he pushed the book he was holding away in despair. He shook his head. Then he sat there for a long time.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e There is a bookshelf next to the study table. The bookshelf contains many of the latest books. There are a variety of them. 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The conflict was intense.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe conflict seemed to bring him back to life from a state of shock. He went to the glass door, stood there, and looked out at the outside world.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e They were sharing roses outside the old house.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e(4)\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSuddenly, from the place where he had been lying down, the wind suddenly began to move. It was not the north wind, and it was not known from where. The wind ran across the calm lake. It was not a simple run, but a galloping, galloping run.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe footprints and works of the wind on the lake surface were left behind as ripples. As the waves rose, the lake surface made a sound. 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Maung's friends and colleagues came to visit and eat, so the Mya Sampae yard was bustling and noisy. Her husband's friends were merchants, government officials, and great men, so Khin Ka had to personally serve them in a manner befitting their dignity and rank, so that they would not be left behind.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe husband, who was fond of drinking, prepared whiskey, brandy, gin, and beer from the bar in the house, which was different from the Westerners', and served them to the distinguished guests. Even the two servants who were hired for the couple were not enough, so they had to hire a driver. Since they could not afford to pay for this, Malika also had to join in. All the servants in the house were no longer their own and had to work like bees.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe so-called gentlemen are very picky and generous. They usually eat and drink at home, but they are very generous when they have guests. 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Khin loved the song very much and would often hum it when he was alone and free. If we were to actually investigate, Khin would not hum that beautiful song unintentionally, but rather he would vaguely search for the meaning of the mystery hidden between his heart and soul. Khin did not try to understand the truth accurately and correctly, but rather he would only try to deceive himself and foolishly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"The love of my dreams... I wonder when I'll come and call you.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The lady, who was bored in the emerald palace, forgot herself and longed for her lover in her dreams, who only existed in her imagination, and complained bitterly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKhin stood in front of the full-length mirror for a moment. Then he looked at himself from head to toe. 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Since we bought the Emerald Mansion about a year ago, we have only had one room each.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":41958421758101,"sku":"","price":2250.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_fe61b822-3523-4f65-83b5-da481e25c321.jpg?v=1730206984"},{"product_id":"ဗန်းမော်တင်အောင်-မင်းပြစ်မင်းဒဏ်","title":"Bhamo Tin Aung - My Sin, My Punishment","description":"\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eYou are the one who is punished.\u003c\/strong\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Chapter [ 1 ]\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Prisoner of time\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The wise man oppresses the foolish. The wise man is tormented by the torments of samsara. In this way, the worldly philosophers who say that there is a difference between wisdom and knowledge in social sciences often say.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhat exactly is a cycle? Isn't even time a cycle?\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\"\u003e It is not possible for a person with ordinary strength to be able to torture and oppress even a person who is rich in knowledge, wisdom, and happiness. It is possible even for a person with infinite wisdom. Or even for an almighty person.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe world, which is said to have no beginning and no end, is composed of all living and non-living material things. Similarly, it is bound by the physical and mental states of being and passing away, which are impossible to count and remember. The inanimate world is called the world of space and time, and the world of being and passing away is called the world of formation. Can these three worlds escape the cycle of time? Or can they escape the condition of existence that is stamped with the seal of time?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHowever, time is not a material thing that can be materialized. Similarly, it is not a type of material that can be grasped, held, and controlled. It is a very subtle and profound thing. Therefore, some wise sages have called it the law of eternity and the law of desire.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAlthough it is immaterial, time is a very heavy and oppressive thing, and it is also a material thing that oppresses and oppresses. That is why this ungraspable and untouchable thing was referred to above as the Absolute Perfection and the Almighty.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI am a person who has suffered the oppression and torture of time for many years. However, I am not a person on the list of the righteous. Similarly, I consider myself not to be a human being. I am only a victim of history and a prisoner of time because I love my country and my people, freedom and justice.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe elderly know the scars of the pressures and tortures of time, because they have endured them well. There are those who know more than they. They are prisoners, jailers, and executioners.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt is true that the prisoners sentenced to death endured the pressure of time more than anyone else. But they did not endure it for long. The prisoners were soon released from their ordeal after the authorities came to take them out of the death row. However, prisoners and prisoners of conscience did not get such a quick release. They endured it more and more. The longer they endured it, the more they suffered.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe elderly are the ones who naturally suffer the ravages of age. But the prisoners and the prisoners are not like that. They are bound by bonds. Isn't it true that those who are bound by bonds are more burdensome and even weary than those who naturally suffer the ravages of time?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHaving endured such a long life of confinement and captivity, I do not wish to berate anyone. I do not intend to complain about my fate. Isn't it true that all people reap the fruits of their own labor? 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According to the white paper, the Governor had complete power. The Governor would rule for three years with his own authority. The British capitalists would return and manipulate the economy of Burma as they pleased according to the plans and projects drawn up in the Siamese. Only then would they be given a level of self-government. The Burmese people were dissatisfied with this and opposed it. They demanded complete independence.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAfter the war, the youth were active in the revolutionary spirit. Under the leadership of the great national leader General Aung San, national unity reached an unprecedented peak.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe Nay Pyi Taw meeting held on August 19, 1945 demanded complete independence. In January 1946, the National Conference of the Federation of Myanmar (FPML) was held in the middle of Shwedagon Pagoda.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Women take off their precious gold, silver, and jewelry and donate them to the Freedom Fund and the Freedom Fighters' Fund.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe People's Comrades Army, formed in December 1945, became a new political force that grew overnight.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt became an army of the AFPFL. The People's Comrades Army was organized according to the military structure. Military exercises were conducted. The patriotic Burmese youth who had left the Burmese Army and were not allowed to join the newly formed Burmese Army under the Kandy Agreement joined the People's Comrades Army. There were more than 100,000 soldiers in the country. This force was a useful force if the fight for independence was to continue. The governor tried to destroy the People's Comrades Army. He ordered that they should not wear uniforms and not do military exercises.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn May 1946, the People's Liberation Army, the Free Myanmar Army, and farmers gathered in Htantipin, Insein District, to protest. The authorities opened fire on the procession, killing four farmers. The people revolted. The governor's government made arrests. The Free Myanmar Army members were charged with robbers, rioters, and criminals and imprisoned. The people of Yangon marched to Htantipin in buses to protest.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAt that time, Rangoon University was reopened. We passed the 10th grade examination in March 1946 and entered the university in October. Unions were reorganized in the university. The active young students supported the Aung San-led Aung San Liberation Front. They were eager to join the struggle for independence.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn mid-1946, Governor Daw Man Smith was recalled by Bill. He and the Burmese people were at odds. He planned to charge General Aung San with murder. Then the Burmese people would rise up. Behind him was an active public, a large public that would fight for independence. If General Aung San was arrested, the officers and comrades of the Burmese Patriotic Army who were in the Burmese Army would fight.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eTherefore, to implement the new Burma policy, the leader of the Labor government, Attlee, appointed Sir Hubert Rant as the new Governor-General of Burma.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe new governor was welcomed by the Burmese people with public demonstrations and strikes. Strikes followed one after another. There were strikes by postal workers, railway workers, clerical workers. Even the police went on strike.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe new governor discussed with the leader of the AFPFL, General Aung San, and invited him to participate in the dissolution of the old Governor's Executive Council and the formation of a new council. General Aung San became the vice-chairman of the Governor's Council, which did not include Englishmen. The governor agreed that the cabinet should be headed by a prime minister.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn 1947, a Burmese government delegation led by General Aung San was invited to London for talks. When General Aung San left for London, our students went on strike in support of complete independence. The University Students' Union and the All Burma Students' Union led the strikes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDuring the summer school holidays of 1947, I did not return home. I went with Ko Kyi (the late writer Maung Kyi) to organize strikes in Pantanaw, Nyaungdon, Danupyyu, Maupin, and Bogalay.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Kyilyin was originally active in the Pakokku Communist Party. He joined the university after the Communist Party split.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI too was a secretary in the People's Comrades Army in Pakokku, but when the political divisions led to the departure of the Communist Party (including my friends) from the FSL, I came to the university disappointed. Almost all my friends went to Yangon to attend university. I went to the first People's Comrades Conference in early June.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI came to Yangon around 1990. After the conference, I visited the university grounds and felt like going to school. So I came to the university after begging my parents. Since both of my brothers had finished the tenth grade, it was quite difficult to support the school fees for both of us. However, they said that they would eat together and sent both of them to the university.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI was riding the tide of the student strike movement. I went to the secretariat with the student conference representatives and participated in the protest. When I returned home after the strike, I gave military training to young members of the FSLA in Myaing and Myitkyina. Ko Kyaw Shein (later Socialist, deceased) of the FSLA said that in preparing for the independence struggle, we must wage armed struggle. Therefore, he convinced me that this was a preparation for armed revolution.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI believe that General Aung San's speech before leaving for Burma, \"We will try to achieve independence within a year, or else we will surrender,\" was a wake-up call for us.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe general went to India and discussed with Pandit Nehru. When journalists asked him, \"Should we use soft or hard methods in the struggle for Burmese independence?\" the general replied, \"It depends on the situation. We will not hesitate.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen General Aung San returned from London, he agreed to elect a Constituent Assembly and draft a constitution for an independent Burma. In February 1947, the Panglong Conference was held to ensure ethnic unity and to join the Union without breaking the deadlock. Then elections were held in April. The FSLA was defeated. However, on July 19, the General and the martyrs were assassinated and drowned.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"ပုံနှိပ်စာအုပ်","offer_id":45562720616597,"sku":"","price":6650.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":true},{"title":"စာမြည်းရန်အီးဘွခ်","offer_id":45562720649365,"sku":"","price":0.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/files\/001_25087a3a-5e87-4c7c-98a9-0b754139fe19.jpg?v=1770808365"},{"product_id":"ဗန်းမော်တင်အောင်-ဖြစ်လေရာဘ၀ကွယ်","title":"Bhamo Tin Aung - Whatever Happens to Life","description":"\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHla Ommar and the cowherd\u003c\/strong\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e (1)\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e What is Hlanat Mae playing at? Or, have you already done a lot of pretending?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The light is unable to share its illness. What sick person can truly know the illness in his own body?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEven then, Hlaya was not yet satisfied or contented, and had he captured the beautiful and simple Thwin Lin?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThun Lin was unable to sleep. He was tossing and turning in his bed. He was tossing and turning. No matter how hard he tried to fall asleep, he couldn't. His eyes were wide open.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHtun Lin went to bed at about 12 o'clock. It wasn't because he wanted to sleep. He just had to go to bed. He didn't know how long he had been in bed. He only knew that it had been a long time. When it was time for bed and he couldn't sleep at all, lying in bed became like a heavy burden. Not only was it hard to sit up, but it was also hard to breathe. His head was aching, his back was aching, and he couldn't sit up. He would often sigh. Even though he was a very patient person, his temper was starting to fray.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt had been a long time since the fire had gone out and he had gone to bed. He had been struggling in the darkness and the blackness for a long time. The very gentle and patient Thun Ling felt as if he were fighting with the world. So he suddenly threw off the large blanket that had covered him \u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e, and jumped off the bed, holding the mosquito net. Having done what he had wanted to do with such a short mind, Thun Ling stood there for a long time in the darkness and the blackness. He had separated the world that was sleeping soundly, and he had finished. What was he going to do next? Unable to think of anything, he went to the study table next to the bed and turned on the table lamp.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSuddenly, a light went on in the dark room. There were not many things in the room. There was only a bed, a table and a chair, which were indispensable, but a drinking bottle, a large uniform box for clothes, and a bookshelf. There was also a photograph hanging on the table next to the bed. The photographer was an old woman who was estimated to be about fifty years old.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs if his heart was burning, Thun Lin filled a glass of water from the well and drank it down with a gurgling sound. Then he sat down at the study table. After sitting motionless at the study table for a long time, he shook his head and suddenly opened the desk drawer. Then he took out his gold watch from inside the desk drawer and looked at it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt was past midnight, and the clock struck two. To be precise, there were only five minutes left until two o'clock. So there weren't many hours left until dawn. Staring at the clock for a long time, Thwin Lin was very surprised that he couldn't sleep like everyone else while the whole world had been sleeping soundly for two years. He had lived in the human world for almost twenty years, but he had never experienced anything like this. This was the first time.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen he heard the sound of snoring from the other side, Htun Lin became dissatisfied with his body, which had not been able to sleep until now. Why couldn't he sleep like everyone else? Htun Lin was accusing himself as the defendant and trying him as the judge. However, how could Htun Lin prove himself in a case where there was only one judge and one defendant?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe sat down heavily on the chair. He put the watch back in and closed the desk drawer. At that moment, he heard footsteps coming steadily down the corridor, and since he had not been able to read anything since the early hours of the morning, he hurriedly picked up the book of divination that was lying upside down on the desk and pretended to read it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e* * *\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong\u003e( 2 )\u003c\/strong\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe footsteps, walking steadily and steadily along the corridor of the school, suddenly stopped when they reached the brightly lit room of Htun Lin. Htun Lin pretended not to know or hear, and was studying. The person standing in front of the room waited quietly for a moment, then knocked softly on the door from outside.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHtun Lin stood up from the desk without putting down his book of divination and opened the door. As he had expected, the person knocking on the door was the instructor, the dormitory warden. To protect himself from the cold, the dormitory warden was wearing a large woolen coat and a woolen scarf around his neck.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Hey... you haven't slept yet, Maung Tun Lin?” the instructor asked with a very surprised expression.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I'm just going to sleep, teacher. I haven't finished my homework yet.\" As is the custom of students, Tun Lin easily lied to his teacher.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"If you study so late at night, it will harm your health, Maung Tun Lin. You should do everything with caution,\" the dormitory warden warned the student as his duty.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes, sir, I'm going to sleep now,\" Tun Lin replied respectfully to the teacher.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"You're not only a passer, you're also capable of getting distinction. Now... now, there's no time left. Go to sleep, okay?\" After saying those warning words, the dormitory warden continued walking down the corridor, and Htun Lin closed the door of his room and walked back to his desk.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAfter sitting down at the study table, without knowing the reason, he thought back to the words of his class teacher and the head of the Thaton School where he lived, Sayar U Kyi, who had honestly and confidently encouraged him by saying, “You are not only a passer, but also a person who can achieve distinction.” Htun Lin wanted to laugh at his own inconsistency. However, he couldn’t help but laugh. He heard Sayar U Kyi’s footsteps returning, and he immediately turned off the light switch.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"ပုံနှိပ်စာအုပ်","offer_id":45562722091157,"sku":"","price":4050.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":true},{"title":"စာမြည်းရန်အီးဘွခ်","offer_id":45562722123925,"sku":"","price":0.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_c3f6f237-fb77-4bbe-a7df-e7ae7a28d020.jpg?v=1730207039"},{"product_id":"ဗန်းမော်တင်အောင်-ပြင်ဥက္ကာနွေဦး","title":"Bhamo Tin Aung - Pyin Oka Spring","description":"\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong\u003e(1)\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He casually glanced at the picture of a naked Japanese girl from the lighter, then put it back where it had been before. Then he continued to smoke his lit cigarette without thinking.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAlthough he was a man who loved beauty and good things, U Ba Tint did not finish half of his three-pack of cigarettes and threw them on the floor of the train. Then he stomped on the cigarette with his shoe.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe floor of the train was a mess, littered with cigarette butts and other debris that U Ba Tint had been throwing away and trampling on for the entire night. However, he was the only one in the entire private compartment of the upper carriage, so it was fine. There was no one to be bothered.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eU Ba Tint looked out through the frosted glass door. He couldn't even see the pine forests. He could only see the snow-covered world.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIs the whole world as snowy as he sees it through the glass window? U Ba Tint frowned and thought about it. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly got up and opened the closed glass door.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Oh...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e U Ba Tint, in shock, hung up.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe world's wind, carrying the fog and snow, rushed in through the train window that U Ba Tint had opened.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The tall pine trees were racing against the chariot of the great white horse. But they were not running towards the grain. They were just running in circles.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eForgetting the cold that was creeping in from the outside world, U Ba Tint stared at the pine trees swaying and running like a child. Although he was a traveler on a rice journey, he did not know if he had any desire to follow the swaying pine trees. It would not be easy to penetrate the inner mind of a person like U Ba Tint, who was over forty and approaching fifty, but still had a youthful spirit.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe outer space train was slowly moving through the pine forests covered with snow. Suddenly, the sound of a train carrying fire and water echoed through the pine forest. The birds and squirrels that had taken refuge in the forest made a loud noise as if the world had ended, and they jumped and flew in fear. But the sky was half dark and half light.\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\"\u003e The outer shell was struggling and struggling through the dense pine forests. But the pine trees were only jumping and running.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eU Ba Tint seemed to have forgotten the cold that was creeping in from outside. He was staring at the pine trees that were running wildly. Although he was on a journey, he did not know if this old man had any desire to run wildly with the pine trees. Who could penetrate the innermost thoughts of a man like U Ba Tint, who was over forty, approaching fifty, but still had the youthful spirit?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBirds are flying among the pine trees, each chirping to the other. Squirrels are jumping from one branch of the pine tree to another, each chirping to the other.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eU Ba Tint also seemed to be watching the movements of the birds and squirrels. However, he could hardly think about the reason why those creatures were so frightened and agitated. He could have thought that the sounds of the birds and squirrels were pleasant. He could have thought that the movements of those creatures jumping and flying were beautiful. Who knows the inner feelings and emotions of a person?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eU Ba Tint was a simple traveler. However, he simply wanted to follow the wind, and he gazed at the beautiful sight of the small creatures flying and jumping in fear among the pine trees and forests.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn fact, human life is like a boatman sailing on an unstable sea. Unstable seas are always rough and sometimes rough. A boatman goes with the current. When the current goes with the current, he goes with the current. You can't go with the current all your life. Similarly, you can't go with the current.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHowever, U Ba Tint is like a boatman who wants to go with the flow. He avoids the tiring journey as much as possible. He runs away. He is also a person who enjoys sitting and relaxing to the fullest.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"ပုံနှိပ်စာအုပ်","offer_id":45562724188309,"sku":"","price":900.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false},{"title":"စာမြည်းရန်အီးဘွခ်","offer_id":45562724221077,"sku":"","price":0.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_55088c37-20f5-4eb3-8fb8-ebd8f7bc466c.jpg?v=1730207053"},{"product_id":"ဗန်းမော်တင်အောင်-ပျောက်ဆုံးနေသောလူတစ်ယောက်","title":"Bhamo Tin Aung - A Missing Person","description":"\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA missing person\u003c\/strong\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n \u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe time between the end and the beginning\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e( 1 )\u003c\/strong\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Must find.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It doesn't happen without searching.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Khinmei must find him. She must search until she finds him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Khin May is looking for him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Brother... Brother... Brother\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e My mother was crying out for him with intense hunger.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Where are you, brother...\" Khin May asked him inquisitively.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBut I didn't get an answer from him, where is he, brother?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I don't know if he can't hear anymore, or if he just doesn't want to hear anymore and pretends not to hear, I don't know how Khin May can know the truth, like a crazy child, Khin May searches everywhere he goes. I don't know if I'm tired, I don't know if I'm happy, oh... I don't know if I'm shy or afraid.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe sun is hot and the rain is cold. Oh... The snow is falling, the cold is cold, Khin May is looking for her \"brother\". She is crying.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNo matter how much Khin May searched, she could not see a single sign of him, nor hear a single word from him. Is he at the other end of the earth? Has he disappeared, or is he somewhere where Khin May could not find him, and she could not even hear his lamentation?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Must find.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIf you don't look for him, you will find him. You will have to look for him until you find him. Oh, you will still look for him until you die. If you die and can still find him in the next life, you will still be looking for him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eLet the mountains and rivers and oceans be your protection. Let the terrible dangers be your obstacles and threats. It doesn't matter to you, oh... Let the last day, day, year, month, and even the world fade away...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Khin May is probably just looking for her “brother,” just looking for him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Where are you, brother?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eUnder the pouring rain, Khin May walked briskly, carrying a leather box in one hand and a bag on the other shoulder, and climbed onto the arched bridge of Yangon Station. Under the pouring rain, Khin May wondered where she was going with all those heavy bags. And then the young Khin May was alone.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen we reached the top of the arched bridge, Khin May put down the leather box for a moment and relaxed, still adjusting the loincloth around her waist to make it more secure and wearing it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Despite the hustle and bustle, Yangon Station is bustling with life.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The sound of the moving heads, the sound of the clutches, the sound of the sirens, and the voices of the people are deafening.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKhin May couldn't stay there for long, she would have a hard time catching the train. So she picked up the leather box she had put down and walked briskly again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Oh, my dear...\" The three young men begged for the leather box from the young and beautiful woman.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKhin May did not want to accept the help of the coolie, she had to rely on her own strength to avoid being exhausted. So she ignored the coolies and walked briskly towards the ticket booth.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe ticket buyers were still in a hurry at the ticket booth, so Khin May took a seat in a corner. After a while, the crowd cleared, she hurriedly bought her ticket and walked to the platform where her train was to depart.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003ePeople around me seemed to be looking at Khin May, a young, beautiful girl, walking alone with all her belongings. Khin May didn't even notice the people staring at her.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen he reached the platform where he was to board the train, he took the risk of asking an older man in the carriage, \"Is this the train going to the country, brother?\" to be sure.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Yes, young lady,\" the old man said. Then, as if his heart had been crushed, he felt relieved, and he walked towards the place where he could ride comfortably and clearly for himself.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEvery single room was packed with people. So it was hard to find a place for herself, so Khin May was discouraged. But it was not something she could do without. So Khin May had to go and find another one.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs Khin May struggled to find her place, clutching a leather box in one hand and a bag over her other shoulder, a young, pale woman, about twenty years old, poked her head out of the window of one of the rooms.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Hey, Khin May,” he called out to Khin May. Hearing his name, Khin May suddenly turned around and asked, “Hey, Nwe, where are you going?” with a sense of relief.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Where are you going, Thayarwady?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “I wonder if you can get a place in the group.” “That’s enough for one of you, come on.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI met a friend named Naew by chance and he offered me a seat, so Khin Mee had to find a place with great difficulty and get on the train.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Khin May sighed as if she was relieved to be on the train, and tried to find relief.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"What are you like, where did you come from, and where are you going?\" Nwe asked, not understanding Khin Mee's breathless response, but compassionately.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Don't ask me what happened, I'm going to the country now.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Are you alone in the land? Who knows where it is?\"\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"ပုံနှိပ်စာအုပ်","offer_id":45562728546453,"sku":"","price":2700.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":true},{"title":"စာမြည်းရန်အီးဘွခ်","offer_id":45562728579221,"sku":"","price":0.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_c4411df7-2817-4331-afc2-063ede36d974.jpg?v=1730207074"},{"product_id":"ဗန်းမော်တင်အောင်-ကြေးစား","title":"Bhamo Tin Aung - Mercenary","description":"\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSisar\u003c\/strong\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \n\u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e[\u003c\/strong\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e1\u003c\/strong\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e]\u003c\/strong\u003e\n\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAfter walking up the mountain, if you look to the north, you can see the snow-capped Uttara Hills. They are only about seven thousand feet above sea level. The forests covering these hills are home to many wild animals, including elephants, leopards, and leopards. It is a very harsh and wild place, rarely visited by humans.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the winter, the Shwe Min Wan flows through the snowy northern hills and mountains. It often jumps between the thick rock beds and large rocks around the foot of the mountain. Then it passes through the thick forests and bamboo forests where the sunlight cannot penetrate. It flows through the forests and bamboo forests, making a roaring sound, and then gradually becomes thinner and thinner, and then enters a flat and flat area.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003ePassing through such flat fields, forests, and villages, Shwe Min Wun gradually and unknowingly crossed its waterways, cutting a canal through Myanmar from north to south, and meeting and merging with the great river Eyre. At the mouth of the river, which is also called the confluence of the rivers, the city of Sitha is well-built with walls. It is also well-protected by armed forces.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e( 2 )\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBefore the rise of the Konbaung kings, the last dynasty in Myanmar history during the Mizzima period, Sittha was just a small village that had been forgotten by successive monarchs. It had only about thirty houses. It was very backward. It had no significant economic activities. There were only a few subsistence activities such as fishing and farming. Therefore, it was not included in the parliamentary surveys.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHowever, since the rise of the new political power of the Konbaung dynasty, Sithar has gradually received the attention of Nay Pyi Taw. During the Konbaung period, it became a prefecture that was established with the aim of maintaining peace and order in the northern part of Myanmar. It was included in the parliamentary surveys. Sithar prefecture was ruled by a horse-headed man from the royal army. As the population gradually increased, it was no longer just a small farming industry as before, but also agricultural industries expanded and developed. As agriculture developed, small villages and hamlets appeared along the Minwan River. Sithar's economy gradually shifted from a subsistence economy to a manufacturing economy. Along with the manufacturing economy, a middle class such as merchants and brokers also emerged. However, it was not strong, It's barely a tongue twister.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBy the middle of the Konbaung period, Sithar had become a large and important prefecture, not only for defense but also for economic and financial reasons. Due to the land and forest products, many villages and hamlets sprang up along the Minwan River. Some villages had more than two hundred households. Even small villages had no fewer than fifty households. With such rapid growth in villages and hamlets, the production of rice, cereals, and bamboo increased. The production was much more than the land used. As Sithar became a large prefecture that could gradually replenish the royal treasury and treasury, the parliament elevated Sithar to the status of a city. Sithar was fortified with city walls and towers. As it became a city, the parliament established a city guard and a city guard. There were governor's offices, courts, and even prisons. It became very crowded.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAlong and around the riverbanks that support Sithar, not only forest products such as bamboo, rattan and linseed oil are produced, but also many crops such as rice, cotton, sesame, various beans, medicine and corn. They produce a lot more than they need. Therefore, these surplus goods have to be collected from Sithar and transported to Nay Pyi Taw. Therefore, Sithar has become like a big warehouse for the entire region. It is crowded with shops and fairs. The goods transported from Sithar are often managed by the Burmese government to be exported to other areas that are not enough through Nay Pyi Taw, as well as to foreign markets.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAfter the Konbaung period, especially after the two Anglo-Burmese wars, Sithar became a very important and reliable province for the Yadanarbon Nay Pyi Taw in terms of economy, finance and defense. The southern part of Burma, which had received a lot of rice, dried fish, fish fillets, salt and sea tax, had been lost, and Sithar had to find and find all the expenses of the state. Therefore, the Burmese royal government paid a lot of attention. It also became a large province that was thoroughly and tightly controlled. It also became like a province. It was no longer just a parliament, but the king and queen appointed a high-ranking civil servant or another well-trusted prince to administer the Sithar province. It became important. The governor or chieftain, who is thus entrusted with the duties of the two lords and the parliament, is often given not only ceremonial insignia but also powers that are no different from those of a sun-king.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eTherefore, during the Yadanarbon Naypyidaw period, the position and duties of the chief administrator became a very important position and duty. It was also a position that princes, ministers, and secretaries eagerly sought. 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They are still sleeping soundly in their nests.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHowever, he was the only one who could not sleep like everyone else, so he was alone, lamenting his unfinished poem.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThere was only inanimate nature around him and in his immediate vicinity. However, he was reciting his poem in a whisper, worried that someone might overhear it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn fact, he was not like a poet reciting a verse, but rather like a creature that had run away from society in discontent and then returned to curse it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBut the sky is not yet clear. The sun is about to rise, and the dawn is not even a shadow. It seems that there is still a lot of work to be done on the other side of the universe.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe entire universe is wrapped in a dense blanket of cold. A thick blanket of snow is falling, covering the entire earth. In this cold blanket, the living world is asleep before dawn, when the snow is falling.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEven the ravens and sparrows, who are said to be full of energy and vitality, have not yet emerged from their nests, but are still soundly asleep.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHowever, the poet, who was alone and unable to sleep like everyone else, was lamenting his own poem, which seemed to have yet to be finished.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e( 2 )\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eUnder the falling snow, Bandula Park, one of Yangon's most beautiful and charming places, lies in darkness.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe Supreme Court building, built high and tall to uphold the law of the land, also seems to be cold, looking down at the park beneath its gaze.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOn the other side of the main road, the Mahabandula, the magnificent building of the capital, was also unable to withstand the cold, and the Supreme Court building, which was located opposite it, was frequently looking for help.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe pagoda, which stands at the intersection of Bahabandula Road and Sule Road, is unlike the Parliament Building and the magnificent buildings of the city, but it is calm and mature. It is standing with the Dhamma in mind, with the Dhamma in mind.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe \"Independence Monument,\" which was erected majestically and tall in the center of Bandula Park with the tax money of the people of the country to express the meaning of regaining national independence, is also disappearing amidst the falling snow.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAt the foot of the great monument of independence, which was disappearing amidst the snow, the poet was alone, lamenting a verse of poetry that seemed to have yet to end.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe was sitting cross-legged, leaning against the Statue of Liberty, facing City Hall. Although he was not sleeping, the poet did not open his eyes, but closed them. 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If it was so difficult to put a hammock on the body of a tame elephant, which is said to be very clever and gentle, then the task of trapping wild elephants, whose exact location is unknown, must be like a dream, and I was disappointed for the first time. Therefore, when I said, “Let me go to the Rakhine Yoma with Uncle Tin Aung and capture the elephants…”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“No way, Tin Aung... How can you use a man with a waist of about an inch to catch an elephant? This guy is always like this, and he always does this and that. I know about my son. If he gets to the Rakhine border for a day, he will get frustrated and run away, and I will lose all the money I have saved,” the father told Uncle Tin Aung.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Hey, kid... is that possible? If you run away disappointed after you get to Yoma, you won't get a single penny back from the money you deposited. Think about it and then say it.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Uncle Tin Aung questioned me thoroughly, even in front of my father. “Don’t worry, sir… I can control my mind.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen I spoke firmly, Uncle Tin Aung looked at my father's face with a look of \"What's wrong?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe job of trapping wild elephants is indeed a very dangerous one. Therefore, elephant trappers must be strong. They must be brave and agile. They must know the nature of wild elephants. They must be able to endure hardship. They must be diligent and diligent. They must also have experience in the jungle. And usually, elephant trappers are in their twenties, thirties, and even forties.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI was only eighteen years old, and during the British era, it was forbidden for anyone under twenty to join an elephant-catching group. That is why Uncle Tin Aung asked my father's permission and my determination in front of him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe work of trapping wild elephants in the forest is not only laborious but also very costly. Therefore, the wealthy people have to invest money and cooperate with the moneylenders to do the work. The moneylenders who invest money will lose money if they do not catch any elephants that year, while the elephant trappers will only gain from their hard work and poverty.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn addition, the elephant trappers have to wait for three to four months, wondering whether they will be trampled to death in the jungle, mauled to death by a tiger, or die of malaria, and the children, wives, and relatives who remain at home until they hear that the elephant trappers have captured wild elephants in the jungle. Therefore, now, elephant trappers in Kachin State, Myitkyina, and Namtee have stopped doing the expensive and life-threatening job of trapping wild elephants with many people, but have started to do the job of trapping elephants with tame elephants, which is less expensive and not needed by many people.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe method of catching wild elephants and tamed elephants individually is to use a skilled leader, a bridle, a tamed elephant, a leader and a leader to help in case of an accident, and about 20 bamboo poles to catch the elephants. This method is not the method of catching elephants in groups, but the method of catching elephants individually in a rope, so it is not very dangerous. Like the method of catching elephants in groups, you can only get one elephant calf without getting a variety of adults, males and females. This method has only been around for the past 10 years, so our elephant hunters in Rakhine State had to catch wild elephants in groups using traditional methods of catching elephants, which were very expensive at the time, involved a lot of people and a lot of suffering.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy father, who was still young and had no idea about the nature of the jungle and the wild elephants, forbade me from going to the Rakhine plains with the experienced elephant hunters to capture elephants. When he could not stop me, he allowed me to do so. He also asked my younger brother, U Lay Tin Aung, to take care of everything. My father was getting old and could no longer capture elephants.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWith my father’s permission and passion, I went with U Lay Tin Aung to the Rakhine plains to trap wild elephants. Three or four people were trying to put the elephant “Mi” in a cage. This elephant was the elephant of Ma Sha Ka Ko Ataw. Ko Ataw and our elephant-catching team, U Ba Khin, the leader, U Lay Tin Aung, the Chin national Niko, and Shwe Kyaw, were trying to put Mi Po in a cage. We had already arranged the side straps, the chest straps, the thick plates, etc., but every time we tried to put the new cage in, Mi Po would knock her down with her slender trunk and would not let anyone in. (I thought to myself that the speed of Mi Po's trunk swing was faster than a boxer's left and right punches. That's why I was so nervous when I saw this elephant and these people. What made me even more worried was that there was no hammock to put the hammock on. In fact, to put an elephant in a hammock, you have to have a hammock ready. This is a temporary camp, so there is no hammock. That's why they are having so much trouble putting Mi Po in a hammock.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I don't know what planet this girl is in today. 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As soon as the mother and father and grandmother put them down from the elder, they screamed in fear. Only because of the elders' breath did the two of them survive.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOur three brothers also slept hugging each other. The eldest brother, the youngest brother, and the three of us struggled through the cold night until dawn, fighting for the middle place.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy mother, father, grandmother, and younger brother and sister also suffered from the cold like us. It was so cold that we could hear the chattering of teeth in the darkness all night. The coldness of Hemanta was oppressing everyone.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBecause of the bad weather in Hemanta, they could not go outside at all. They did not dare to go out to find food and water. They could hear the roaring and threatening sound of the blizzard all day and night. The snow flakes that were being carried by the wind to the cave entrance seemed to be closing the cave entrance.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAt that time we had never seen anything that would later be called the sun. The moon was still far away. Our frozen, icy planet was covered only with snow and ice. Three-quarters of what would later be called a day was immersed in cold, silent darkness.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe laws of the universe do not apply to us, but there are only two kinds of things around us: light and darkness. There is no water, no earth. There are only snow-capped mountains and snowy peaks. We have never heard of or seen plants and animals. Even birds are far away. In such a harsh, cold, dark world, it is impossible for even the smallest creatures to survive.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOur entire family's bellies were flat. Hunger was burning in their eyes. I looked at my mother and father and felt scared. It had been three or four days since the last meal of food, the prey. Even the skin and cartilage of the prey were gone.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThey were chewing on the hard bones, and their gums were sore. The eyes of the parents, who were looking at the young and fragile little brother and sister, were becoming fierce. I was worried that the parents would even bite the little brother and sister to pieces. The angry eyes of the parents were showing incredible suspicion.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eTherefore, I only watched my parents' movements with fear and trembling. I even forgot to pick up the bones that my parents threw away, like my older brother and younger brother, and suck them. Even the hunger in my stomach was dominated by fear. More than hunger, anxiety and fear spread throughout my body.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eFather suddenly jumped up. I was startled. I was so scared that I even screamed. Father jumped on one of us like he was chasing a prey. Did he jump on one of us? The long, thick hair on his body blew against my body.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn a panic, I heard a different scream from my mother, father, and grandmother. The sound of their screams echoed in the cave where we were living. I looked in shock and looked towards where my father had jumped out. I saw that the light had already come from the cave entrance. They were happy.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOur whole family ran out to the cave entrance. Although it was light, it was still cold outside. The snow and snowflakes were still blowing in the wind. However, seeing the light made the cold feel a little better. It had been three or four days since we had seen the light and it was pitch black. Aren't we tired of living in the dark inside the cave, which was darker than the outside?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWe were looking around the cave with our eyes wide open, looking for prey that we could catch and eat with the light that had just come in today. Since we couldn't see any trace of prey around the cave, we went out to a place where we thought we could find prey.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the cold environment of Kantara, hunting prey is a risk that sometimes involves risking one's own life, so my grandmother and younger siblings, who are unable to help in hunting \u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e, are left behind by my father and mother, who are told to stay near the cave. We, however, go out to the icy plains to hunt for prey.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe large, scaly creatures that had been hiding in the cave due to the cold, icy blizzard were also seen wandering in the light, like our family, in search of food. The large, winged, wild scaly birds were flying in the sky. One by one, they were flying in the sky, the big ones were attacking the small ones and killing them.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBoth two-legged and four-legged creatures roam the ice looking for food. The young are hunted down and killed by the older ones. In this icy desert, there is no distinction of race or caste. The older ones hunt and eat the young. This is the law of this vast desert.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn fact, it is not the older ones who are eating the younger ones. 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The girl seemed to be about 9 years younger than the young man. She had a beautiful, elegant face.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe bracelets on her moving hands seemed to chatter and chatter. On her pure feet, which were clasped together, a large golden anklet, almost half-exposed, was the edge of the petals of a large blue tabi flower.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOnce, while flipping through the newspapers, a young man accidentally glanced at a young woman and saw two round, bulging eyes looking at him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Then, thinking to himself, \"What do I want to be like in the young man's mind, that I have come to this house?\", he asked himself, and took a deep breath.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe wondered if his bad luck was a sign that it was coming to an end, or if it was a sign that it was about to change and continue, and he couldn't keep his mind or eyes on the letter, but they kept pace with the little girl's eyes and started to wander.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBad luck is nothing else. Khin Maung was temporarily dismissed from his post as a sub-inspector due to an accidental neglect of duty. He thought, “Even if I don’t get this position back, I won’t be sad. I’ll just do the uninteresting job of a merchant broker.” He was looking for a job in Yangon. \u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAlthough he was looking for a job, the times were not good, and before he could find a job, he met his childhood friend, the machine tycoon Maung Pe, and Maung Pe invited him to come to his house.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThat beautiful young woman was the only daughter of my friend's father.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e My father's goal was to teach his only daughter English.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e At that moment, Ma Mya stood up from her seat with a bold expression and came and knelt at Khin Maung's feet...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Koko...how long did it take you to understand these English newspapers?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e When he asked, Khin Maung put down the newspaper and looked at Ma Mya's face, smiling.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ma Mya continued to act shyly and shyly...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"It would be great if I could read English newspapers. \u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI always have to read the latest news.\"\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Khin Maung looked at Ma Mya, turned towards the road with a smile, and...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"There are some news stories that are easy to read, like newspapers. Some are just boring. For example, no one wants to read a police report.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Koko... I understand all of this.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I understand as much as I can, but no one in the world can understand everything.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Koko... what grade did you pass?\" -\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I passed the IA, but I didn't have to continue with the BA because my parents couldn't afford it.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I'm pretty good at AI, huh?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"In English, IA is no different from BA. There are IA students who are better than BA students.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I must have read a lot of English pictures, Koko.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I've read quite a bit.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe replied, looking into Mya's beautiful eyes and smiling.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I'd like to hear a good picture, can't you tell me?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Then slowly, I'll tell you, there are a lot of pictures.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e At that moment, the machine owner came to Maungpe's house and\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Aise, my daughter is very fond of literature. She can't go anywhere with you until she learns English. She's not smart enough. She only finished the nine chapters of the Bible in six months. However, nowadays, English is useful everywhere, so she also has a passion and needs to be encouraged. She's alone, so she can't be separated and sent far away, my friend. It's just a good time to meet you,\" he said.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMaung Pe was five years older than Khin Maung, but they had been schoolmates in Yangon when they were young, so he trusted Khin Maung's honesty and integrity.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e My father had to drop out of school after failing 3rd grade in the 7th grade because his parents were rich and he spent a lot of time on pleasure trips.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKhin Maung, on the other hand, was able to study properly and pass the IA exam because his parents were not very wealthy and did not have much money to spend on anything other than his education.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHowever, even though Maung Pe believed, Khin Maung's heart was filled with great fear. Only Khin Maung knew the signs and symptoms of this fear. Because Khin Maung knew that Ma Mya's eyes were not ordinary eyes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe next day, Khin Maung started teaching Mya Mya English. He learned that Mya Mya was very intelligent and a natural learner.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKhin Maung also never got tired of teaching Mya Mya. What kind of a noble person could get tired of teaching such a beautiful, cultured, and intelligent young woman so closely?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKhin Maung was a commoner, a police officer, a commoner. He studied under the teacher, and from time to time, he would touch his head and listen to everything he taught. The scent of perfume, the scent of powder, and the scent of flowers that came from the head and face of the young woman, the goddess, entered Khin Maung's heart and left, and how could he not feel the taste of life?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSometimes, when he took the pencil from Mya's delicate and beautiful hands, Mya would not show any sign of displeasure, and when he did, Khin Maung's heart would flutter and flutter. How could he not feel it?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen the little girl was reading, her firm, round hips and slender waist seemed to be encouraging the teacher.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKhin Maung, however, knew that the enemy of the beautiful visions that arose in his mind, the nature of the universe, was disturbing him. Knowing this, he suppressed his mind and did not allow it to do anything wrong, but whenever he remembered it, he had to drive away and throw it away.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn this way, many times the little girl's father was busy working on the machine, leaving only the two of them at home.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e At that time, Mya Mya would lean her knees against the railing of the chair, her head pressed against the teacher's, and ask him a variety of questions.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSometimes, Khin Maung's face was lined with eyelashes, and I could see the fearless eyes and the shadow of longing desire in those eyes, and I could tell that he was forgiving with a sad expression.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Ding, why do you have to look at me like this? I'm older than him, and I'm not particularly beautiful in appearance. There are many people younger than me who are more beautiful and handsome. There's no way a young, beautiful, and dignified girl like him could play with someone like me. What's the matter?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAnd so Khin Maung thought.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Moreover, sometimes, while talking to Khin Maung, she would act as if she wanted to be close to him, but when one of the household members suddenly appeared, she would retreat when she saw the sign of the coming shadow.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEven when his father was around, he did not show any signs of being too close to Khin Maung. Khin Maung wondered what kind of mind this was, but he could not find the reason.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOne night, in the dim moonlight, Khin Maung was walking aimlessly along a low forest path outside his house. As he walked, he came to the bank of a stream.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBy the riverbank, he watched the vast army of Veda moving in the air, like the moving water and the shadows of clouds, in the moonlight.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Then, suddenly, he heard footsteps behind him, and he turned around, feeling a mixture of surprise, astonishment, fear, and joy.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe appearance that I saw was none other than a young tree, holding on to the branch and moving with its head bowed, knowing that it was a sycamore tree...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Khin Maung suddenly became speechless.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"It can't be Ma Mya. Why did Dean come after me at almost midnight? Did the ghost of the deceased come down in the form of Ma Mya?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He thought about it and couldn't believe his eyes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e After a while....... \"Yes, my?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Ma Mya looked at Khin Maung with a look that looked like she wanted to ask for something. She didn't say anything in response.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What's wrong with you, Ma Mya? What happened?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I can't stay, Koko, I can't sleep.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What about your father?\"\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45565633298581,"sku":"","price":4500.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_ae807916-3fc9-4b29-b8e6-93266f1158bc.jpg?v=1730208260"},{"product_id":"ပီမိုးနင်း-ဘုန်းမောင့်တွက်တာ","title":"Pi Morning - Counting Glory","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Chapter 1\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Maung Mya Din's vacations had come to an end. Those vacations had brought Mya Din a joy he had never experienced before.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBecause at the beginning of those free days, he met Ma Win Kyi, and during those free days, he lived happily with Ma Win Kyi in the peaceful countryside, and at the end of those free days, he took Ma Win Kyi with him and returned to Yangon.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAbout a month ago, Win Kyi and his friends came to visit and stayed in Mya Din's room.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e At that time, Mya Din was alone, but he did not eat at other people's houses, but lived independently in his own little room.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAmong the pilgrims who came to Yangon from the small town of Taunggyi on the banks of the Ayeyarwady River with Ma Win Kyi was Ma Thin Thon, the leader of the group, who had fallen in love with Mya Din before, and so she came to ask about Mya Din's house.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Mya Din was taking a break at that time, and as he had not yet decided where to go, he spent his time wandering around showing his guests around.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eTherefore, it can be said that his heavenly realm began at that time.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e When the guests returned, he and his room were about to become dry and empty.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I will never see Win Kyi's face again. I will never hear Win Kyi's voice again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen we visited places like Shwedagon Pagoda, the zoo, the Nine-storey, Five-storey, and Inya, Win Kyi and I were given complete freedom, so we became close to each other, and when Win Kyi had to return, we were inseparable.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSo, on the night of their return, they made the final decision and went with him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAt that time, Win Kyi lived with his uncle, U Shwe Tin, a former drama teacher who had taught him the piano, singing, and music while his parents were still alive, and Daw Aung. The drama teacher and the teacher loved Win Kyi, who had few relatives, like their own daughter. | They loved Mya Din as much as they loved Win Kyi.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eTherefore, since there was good reason to believe that Mya Din's employment situation was reliable, when the holidays came to an end, Mya Din somehow accompanied Win Kyi back to Yangon. From the moment they first met until now, the two of them were sitting side by side on the horse-drawn carriage, holding each other's hand. The path of love had been smooth.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMya Din thought to himself that there was no one in the world who had more merit and fortune than him, and who was happier than him. He was new to Yangon, where he had been living for a long time. The air he breathed was... fresh and clean.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEven those who return alone after leaving Yangon for another district for a long time are very excited when they see the city. But what can be said about Mya Din, who returns with a lover who has come back with a new and warm feeling?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSoon after they reached Mya Din's room, Mya Din left Win Kyi in the room and told his friends and neighbors in the next room to come and see him, then went to the workshop with the gifts he had brought.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Win Kyi, however, stayed behind to clean and decorate the house.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHowever, Win Kyi thought that the small room was like a large temple of Tusthi Tanat.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It was as if he had drunk the sweet nectar of happiness mixed with love, and his whole body was filled with the energy of love and happiness.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSo, after clearing the room of all the neighbors who wanted to see, hear, and help, and then being left alone, I threw myself on Mya Din's clean, white bed and quietly enjoyed the bliss of happiness.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIs it true that I have been able to turn the wheel of love into a whirlwind of events that happened within a month? Am I still in the human world?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Or maybe I was dreaming, and so on, wondering.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45566334075029,"sku":"","price":4275.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_90aaf97a-079c-401a-8b0f-7945e75dd6cb.jpg?v=1730208441"},{"product_id":"ပီမိုးနင်း-ဘယ်၀ယ်တောင်မြောက်နှင့်တို့တောင်ပေါ်","title":"Morning - Where are you going?","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\"\u003eNear the Yoma Mountain in Bago, there was a small village at the bottom of a ravine. The small village was inhabited by Shan people who made a living by cultivating green rice, bamboo, peanuts, and other crops.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e One summer evening, the Shan girl Ma Nan Pau was gathering firewood on the mountain and bathing in the stream.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMa Nang Pau was the most beautiful Shan girl in that village. Her skin was golden yellow, her face was like a crescent moon, with a round forehead and a well-proportioned nose, eyes, eyebrows, and nose. The green veins on her cheeks were like the branches of a lotus flower, the branches of a lotus, and when she smiled, her cheeks were hollow and very lovely.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe water in the bathing area was so clear that it looked like gold where it fell from the branches and leaves of the eastern trees.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Her full breasts, elegant and slender waist, plump and round buttocks, and smooth and straight thighs and legs captivated anyone who saw her, unable to take their eyes off her.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThose two eyes were one, peering out from between the bushes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e As is the natural tendency of people to automatically activate their nerves when someone is not paying attention to them or is plotting something against them, Nang Pho's mind became restless and he looked towards the thick bushes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eLooking up, he saw a terrifying figure in the bushes, with a beard, mustache, and whiskers, whether it was a hermit, a hermit, or a big cat. He thought it was a ghost and ducked his head.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI wonder if he is a real human being, how can anyone come to this mountain with such beautiful clothes and fresh green leaves? Was Zawgyi just deliberately acting like a fool to make me crazy? Thoughts quickly flashed through my mind.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe urge to fall down and fall into the arms of the little angel was almost overwhelming, but he held himself back.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The young prince also stared at the king's face with a look of indifference and bit his lip.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs he looked, the figure, who looked like a child of a god, moved his lips as if asking something, and smiled, revealing his smooth, white teeth.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The Shan girl asked with a smile and gesture, \"What did you say?\" and then, pulling her skirt up to her knees, she climbed up the rocky hill.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen I saw the vision, I felt like running and hugging it at first sight, and I didn't even notice that I was walking and climbing like that, because my heart was so moved by it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The young man stepped forward and they met in the clearing, walking towards each other.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe little angel held both of Nang Pau's hands \u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eand looked at his face, pretending to enjoy the taste of the vision. The little Shan girl also felt a sense of relief when she was held by his hand, shaking her head gently, and a storm of wind was blowing inside her. As she pulled and pulled with all her strength, the strangeness of the vision in the little Shan girl's mind seemed to completely drive away fear and shame. She forgot the whole world and the sensuality of women, and she hurried to reach his arms. She was only afraid that the little angel would disappear by accident, or that he would grow fangs and become a giant monster after reaching his arms.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"What are you doing on that mountain? Are you a human or a spirit? Is that the big creature I saw earlier?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e And so on, he asked eagerly, breathless.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e When he uncovered his head again, he stood upright on a rock by the water, looked at the palace for a moment as if in meditation (holding his rosary), then turned and left.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe king did not come up from the stream for a long time. After a while, he went near a rock, took the longyi and the clothes that were piled on the top of the rock, and sat down on a low rock, covered by a large rock, and put on the clothes first.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThen, with her wet hair spread out over her back and her robe pulled down over her head, she stretched out on the rock and stood up, her loincloth on.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eLooking to the north and south, about a bamboo stick away, standing under the bamboo trees, which were wet with small springs and springs, I saw a young man, not too tall or too short, slender, beautifully dressed, with a headpiece adorned with blue flowers, looking like a prince.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe eyes of the king and the young man were locked together, as if they were being held together by an invisible electric cord, and they did not blink.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The king's heart was beating fast.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe young man's face seemed to be smiling, his lips seemed to be saying something, and his neck was stretched forward, as if he was gathering strength to run at once.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The king, his heart filled with joy and excitement, walked forward with a bright red face, and a sweet smile on his face, as if he wanted to say something.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhat young heart could not smile with joy at the sight of such a handsome young man alone in a quiet, secluded place, devoid of people?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIs it a human, a spirit, a demon, a demon, a demon? The ghost I saw just now, has taken on a form of some kind, beautiful. I have been collecting wood like this many times before, but I have never seen it like this before. Why should I see this lovely form now?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"It's nothing, I'm human.\" \"If you're human, why don't you live among humans? I don't think I'm human.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Man, try it. Look carefully at the bones, the flesh, and the feathers. There's even some red paint here.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"He said, and opened his shirt and showed his chest. He touched the king's limbs and tried to touch them.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What about you, are you human?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I am also a human being, sir.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I'll try it this way. It's cold, so hold on, baby, it won't hurt. I'll hold it slowly.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Do you want to be a ghost with a big bone?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Where is the ghost? Did a ghost say this? It's not a ghost, it's a real person. Don't you believe it yet?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “I don't believe you, no matter what you say, you're not like a human.” “Why are you not like a human?” “Because you're more beautiful than a human.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"It's human. If you don't believe me, kiss me. It smells human, man,\" he said, and gave me a kiss on the cheek.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Oh, you very thin Nanabhava, tell me honestly, why are you wearing this on the mountain? If you were a human, you wouldn't be like this.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Oh, don’t ask, I don’t think you’re human either, I just think humans aren’t as pretty as you are. Let’s try to see if you smell human,” he said, then hugged her and kissed her cheeks, face, neck, shoulders, chest, and head, “It’s sweet, it’s not human smell.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What do you smell?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"It smells like a lotus flower, it\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes, I think so.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I think so, do you think so too?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I think it's true, you're not a man, you're a keeper of property.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Where is the north mountain and the south mountain?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"No, no, I come here to collect firewood every day, I just found out now.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I started seeing you about fourteen or fifteen days ago. Since then, I can't stay in the house. I'm so in love with you. Come every day.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I come here every day, where do you see me from?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"There are so many places to peek in the forest.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"This is how you protect your property, Nanabhav.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Don't tell anyone, or you'll never see me again. Do you have parents?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"You... don't you know Nana Bhava?\" \"Nana Bhava, but you know it only when you go and see it, but you haven't seen it yet.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I live with my stepfather. My mother is very afraid of him, the whole village is afraid of him. He is trying to do something to me. I don't agree with him. He is forcing me too much. I don't live at home for this. I go up to the mountains to collect firewood and pick flowers. Can't you save me with your supernatural powers...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"If he's lucky, he'll be tough. Our Nanabhava can defeat even the unlucky.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I'm not trying to defeat him, I'm just telling him to watch over me...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"You don't understand the nature of the universe, but there are also powerful spirits above you, who have nine degrees, rules, and possessions.\"\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45566335156373,"sku":"","price":4275.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_563da415-76b8-4ee4-b111-e1af38b69184.jpg?v=1730208453"},{"product_id":"ပီမိုးနင်း-နေရီရီ","title":"Good morning - Nori","description":"\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Chapter (1)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e On a hot summer afternoon, a nine-year-old boy sat in a shady spot on the side of a road in Yangon, watching the children happily playing and buying and eating snacks.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBecause the child was young, he did not seem to think much about his own suffering, but when he saw the children happily shopping, eating, and playing in front of him, he wanted to eat, drink, and play, but he thought, \"I have no friends, no acquaintances, no one invites me to play, no one feeds me when I want to eat, and I am a poor child.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSome students came to him and made fun of him while eating the bread. But the boy, realizing his helpless situation, remained patient and did not say a word.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The students were students from a nearby government-funded Burmese school.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs the child sat there, lost in thought, his mind hated his life as a fatherless boy. He hated the students who were unkind to him. He hated the teacher who didn't care much about him because he had no face. For a mind that is tortured, a mind that is in pain, is like a withered tree. In that withered tree, the buds of love wither and fall before they can blossom.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn fact, this world is not a world for the rich alone. The sun, moon, and stars that shine in the sky do not shine on anyone, so the rain and wind do not fall on any field. The sun and moon that shine on the palace grounds do not fade in front of the huts of the poor peasants. The rain that falls on the fields of the rich, which have ten thousand acres, also provides enough water for those who grow rice and make a living.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThey are the children of the world. This vast and inexhaustible heritage is not assigned to any one person, but is a common property.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBut the wealth of the world is like a shadow cast by the power of the clouds. Sometimes it is cold in that place. Sometimes it is shady in that place. In the end, it is not permanent in any place, and those who think that it is a permanent shadow will find great misery on a day when it is not permanent.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn this vast world, the trees of wealth, which are constantly and silently decaying and disappearing, move from one place to another like shadows. The rich come to the life of a servant. The servant comes to the life of a master. The donkey that climbs the mountain thinks that the world is its own. When it is dying, it is not time to find a way to escape death, nor can it avoid destruction. Change is fate, says the magician.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThat teacher could mold human beings into clay, and they were crushed in his hands.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNo matter how poor the child may be, the path of transformation lies before him. He is a person who, like the great Tsar, can inherit the wealth of the world. For this land is the inheritance of all who live on it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhile the boy was sitting alone, a young, fair-skinned girl about his age came up to him, looking at his face. When she got close, she found herself face to face with the boy. However,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThey didn't say a word. The little girl had such a noble demeanor and graceful posture that the boy didn't dare to look at her face for long, so he bowed his head and left.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMeanwhile, the little girl asked in a soft, pleasant voice, “Why aren’t you playing?” The little girl, recognizing the powerful voice, suddenly looked up at him, and after a long moment of consideration, asked, “Are you the teacher’s daughter?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe little girl shook her head and asked, \"If I were a boy, I would play. Don't you know how to play? Why don't you buy food? Don't you have money?\" The little girl shook her head and smiled, stood up from her seat, put her hands in her pockets, and sat down, looking at the ground, doing a crouching pose.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThen the little girl asked, “You live in this school, right?” The little girl nodded, looked up at the little girl’s face, and asked, “You live in this school, right?” The little girl nodded.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThen the little boy came to the police station and asked, “Where do you live?” The little girl said, “On the other side of the street, I used to live in Dawei. My father worked as a city manager in Dawei, and my mother died, so I came here with my grandmother.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThen the little boy said kindly, \"But... don't you have a mother? Just like me, I don't have a mother or a father. I live with my uncle in the back.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The little girl felt very sorry for the boy, realizing that he was poorer than her, and asked, \"But... both father and mother are gone, aren't you? Isn't your uncle abusing you?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe boy... \"I don't abuse you, my aunt is very angry. I sent you to school because I was afraid that my aunt would beat me because I had to go to work. My aunt gets angry when my aunt gives me money,\" he said sadly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThen the little girl looked at the boy with a more compassionate face. When she finished speaking, she said, “Come, let’s go to the other side of the road. People are very busy in Yangon. Let’s go and see if it’s not fun to watch.” She went to the shore, and the boy followed her without saying a word.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen they reached the bank, the two stood in the shade of a tree and looked out. The wind blowing from the river blew coolly towards the boy and the girl. The boy ran happily in the air, and the girl ran with him. Then they went to a nearby shop with the girl, and the girl bought some patties and sweets, and the boy put them in his pocket as if he wanted to pay, and he was shy. However, the girl took the money from her handkerchief and gave it to her... \"Come, let's go over there,\" they said, and ran to the Nyaungpinlay Bridge. When they arrived, the girl sat down in the shade of a tree, and the boy stood there. The little girl said, \"Come and sit down,\" and spread out the handkerchief and the candy in front of her. \"Eat, eat,\" she said, and she began to eat.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe little boy grew a little stronger and sat down to eat.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe little boy asked, “Where is Dawei?” The little girl stood up, stretched out her hand towards the sea, and stood on her tiptoes, looking around with eager eyes. Then she looked at the little boy and said, “Dawei is a very pleasant city. The sea is wide and the islands are very beautiful. In Dawei, there are many durians and all kinds of food. Every morning, various birds come and rest on the tree in front of our house. The birds’ voices are so sweet and joyful.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt's good, and there are all kinds of shells on the seashore, beautiful and beautiful... Big shells, small shells, shiny and beautiful baby shells, round stones, gold stones, silver stones, there are so many. Living alone with my father, I miss my mother very much. \"We are very nostalgic for Dawei... will you come?\" he said with tears in his eyes. The boy could not say a word, but he just stared at the lovely face of the little girl who was sobbing and talking in a slurred voice. The little girl was round, not thin, with fair skin, a thin face, wide eyes, curly eyelashes, a straight nose, red lips, straight teeth, and a beautiful combination of beauty. But the boy thought of her as a goddess who had come to relieve his miserable life, and he was so happy that he was immersed in a beautiful vision.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45566345412757,"sku":"","price":2850.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_b1af9be4-3571-4d60-bc6e-290ed9527a99.jpg?v=1730208546"},{"product_id":"ပီမိုးနင်း-နေညိုညို","title":"Pi Morning - Sunny Day","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\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"The shade of the Myaing foot, the old leaves,\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The pine trees are blooming, the jubilee is joyful,\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Pure, pure, and red,\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The thorny flowers, strange and beautiful,\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e With tall stems and showy flowers,\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Kum season...\"\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe ancient sages used to sing, \"The pure mountain stream, with its fragrant scent, the snow-covered trees, the flowers, the mist, the play of colors, the moon\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the early morning, when the light of dawn is just beginning to shine, the golden-crowned cranes and the golden-crowned cranes fly around the world, spreading their mysterious musical sounds, and the two of them gather in their camps to perform their best to unite, as if they were holding a cosmic festival. They feed in the air, sway in the wind, and sway with their palm leaves. At the dawn of summer, they greet the beginning of summer with pleasant sounds, similar to the time of day. Therefore, the month of Tapot-doe is especially prosperous, and the air and land are both very beautiful and beautiful.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDuring the foggy Tapotwe season, in the cool evening, on the road from Shwetaung to Pyay, a young man rode a brown horse, calmly thinking, breathing in the clear, cool air, alone.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt was a time when there was very little traffic on that road, and now and then you would see a few carts driving lazily along.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe horse and the rider were Burmese, but the saddle and reins were English leather, and the horse was a beautiful, dark brown mare, with a tail and mane trimmed like a general's, unlike the smooth-skinned Burmese royals who often ran long distances.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe rider rode slowly like this, occasionally seeing the winding forest roads, high hills, and camp sites on either side of his path.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Sometimes I saw beautiful houses and gardens. Sometimes I saw blooming trees and flowers, glowing red in the setting sun.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBeyond that, he saw vast fields, small huts scattered far and wide, isolated, and large, solitary trees that seemed to be trying to shade the vast fields like an umbrella.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe traveler was a clerk who had come from Pyay to Shwe Taung on Sunday, a day off, and was returning home in the evening.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe chief clerk slowly approached the town, and when he came quite close to it, he saw a large, cool, and shady garden on his left, and a large, lush, and lush garden of lettuce and cabbage trees on one side. He saw a small well installed with a chain link fence between the garden and the lettuce and cabbage garden, and on the other side of the well, he saw many people who wanted to drink the cool, clear water that came directly from the earth in the well. On the one hand, he wanted to give his horse a good drink of water, on the other hand, he pulled his horse's reins because he wanted to look around the garden and the small house that only had a white, brown, and corrugated iron roof on the inside.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen the young man dismounted, it became more apparent that he was a tall, imposing man.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Her body language and face were so elegant and clear that when the bright sunlight shone on her face, it was clear that she was a very beautiful person.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe man got off his horse, patted the horse's neck with his hand, and led the horse down to the side of the road. When he reached the gate of the courtyard, he saw a man about forty years old.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e A large man came out of the yard and was surprised when he saw the traveler who had come to visit him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThen the traveler, holding the horse, entered the farm.. The farmer's man\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I think you want to water the horse. Come in. Donating water can be done without asking for the ten merits. I think you are tired from traveling. When you see a water hole, there is no traveler who does not want to drink.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSaying that... he hurriedly approached the well and drew water with a rope.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The passenger...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Thank you very much, sir. Just seeing the farm and the well makes me want to drink water. I will continue to accumulate merit every day because of that well.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs he said this, he looked down at the crystal clear, blue-green water that had fallen from the machine, half-drunk, drank it, stretched his waist, stood up, and breathed deeply...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Cool down, sir... Tonight, I will sleep happily, thanks to the blessing of drinking the fresh, cold water that comes out of the earth, the world's life-giving water.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Say it, and the horse, who came with its beak... tilted the iron bucket, and the horse dipped its entire beak in the water, soaked it, and sucked it up with great relish.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe old man, the owner, was holding the rope and supporting his waist with one hand... with a very confident expression... looking at the little horse drinking water...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"A horse is a beautiful horse\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs he continued to ask about the horse, an old woman in her forties came running from the house with a look of joy. The old man looked up happily...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What's wrong with you? Are you handsome or what?\" he asked.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The old woman....\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Boy... Boy, you're so white and clear, you're crying so clearly, aren't you?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"As he asked, he heard a deep, piercing cry, \"Wow, woow, woow, woow.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The traveler looked at his watch and took out his diary from his bag, writing to the old woman.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Did you just give birth?\" the old woman asked.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Now, Maung Yin, if you knew it was a boy, you would have come running to me as soon as you found out.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e As he spoke, the man who owned the farm, with a radiant face and a cheerful expression...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “If you can spare a moment, please spare a moment. Maung Yin seems to understand the points. Let me run and see.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"He said and ran away. The old woman...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“His first wife died without having children. Now that his wife has a son, it’s like a whirlwind. My aunt has been living in the same house since my first wife. It’s like a close relative. His wife will only be with my brother and sister. The Shan girl is beautiful and beautiful, and my aunt is not ugly and ugly. However, they live in a way that doesn’t support each other. If a man and a young woman are together, not only will the woman become more and more unwise, but the man will also become more and more arrogant. If he has a son, he will be even more afraid of going crazy…”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Do you know how to read fortunes? If you do, try to find out why the child came to the human world and how long he stayed there. The child, as the aunt and I looked at each other, is a boy, if it is true. He looks good..... Maung Yin.. just look at him. What is the reason he has appeared? To drink sake, is he going to Insein Prison? Is he staying on the road for a while because he is in charge of the drug den...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"He kept asking questions with many strange words. The traveler wanted to laugh, but instead of laughing, he smiled happily as he looked through his diary, scribbling on squares, tables, squares, and octagons in the diary itself, and writing down the numbers.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen he finally scratched out the writing, he nodded and was surprised by every detail.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Then the woman...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What's up, Maung Yin? Are your horoscopes good? Which one will you get? Which one will you get? Razala Athun?\"\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45566346363029,"sku":"","price":4950.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_c827aa72-0afd-4525-899f-6d5a0b708099.jpg?v=1730208559"},{"product_id":"ပီမိုးနင်း-တစ်ကိုဉ်တော်","title":"Morning - Solo","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eChapter (1)\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eStanding before the court, elegantly dressed, was a young man with folded hands, his head bowed, not looking at anyone. He was about the same age. The courtroom was packed with spectators on the day of the verdict, as the notorious murder had become a national sensation.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe defendant's strong, determined, and manly face could not have done such a heinous deed. However, the crime was so obvious that it caused great astonishment in the minds of all the spectators who watched. The young defendant was in a state of shock, thinking, \"They have sent me here unjustly.\" However, the spectators were even more shocked. Because the person killed was the patriotic leader, U Tun Thein.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe prosecutor, in a seemingly easy case, performed his duty with a sad expression, and with all his might, entangled the defendant in a web of false pretenses, so that he could not escape. The defendant, however, was a young man who was trying to make amends. His pretenses were as follows.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe young man, Maung Shardu, who had passed his B.A. and was only one year away from taking the B.A. exam, was a very bright person, with many outstanding achievements and a path to great success. Now, because of this incident, he is about to lose his precious life, which was cut short at a young age.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHowever, the law always follows its own path, like a snake that bites if it is not touched, and if it is touched, it bites if it is not kept. The young man in front of us has violated the law of the snake, so no matter how valuable a man he is, he must be judged according to the law.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBut there is one thing to consider, the fact that this man's extreme behavior is highly suspicious. A young man who understands the law, even if he is a criminal, would not have committed this crime in such a conspicuous manner. According to my friend the prosecutor, this young man\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“The deceased lived in a room next to the deceased U Htun Thein on the upper floor of the restaurant on Dalhozi Road. According to the testimony of the restaurant owner, the accused was the only one in the room talking to U Htun Thein late at night. Therefore, it is an undeniable fact that U Htun Thein, who was stabbed to death in the morning, said, ‘If not by the accused, then by whose hand did he die?’ Moreover, this child was a person who supported his education. He died a few days ago and was left without a supporter, so he was very poor. U Htun Thein also had a lot of money in his hands. When the accused borrowed money from U Htun Thein, U Htun Thein did not pay it back, so there was a lot of arguing. When U Htun Thein died, there was not a penny left in U Htun Thein’s safe. After U Htun Thein’s death, he was able to quickly pay off the debts that Maung Shardu had, and Maung Shardu and U Htun Thein, who had been living together for months and could enter and leave each other's rooms, was undoubtedly a major factor in the crime. However, it was a very surprising fact that a man with such talent could commit a crime so openly. If he could not control his anger and accidentally beat her to death, he would have done so openly. In a case where he killed her out of greed for money, which was not related to anger, he would have done so openly, which was undoubtedly a major factor in the circumstances of the case.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBut in the case of murder, convictions are rarely based on physical evidence. Convictions are more likely to be based on the connection of circumstantial evidence. In this case, the obvious facts are the only factors that support conviction, and there is no need to eliminate them and search for other factors that do not appear. Therefore, the honest judge of sessions has only one verdict to give, and the jury's opinion is the only one left.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe jury also completely agreed with the prosecutor's words, leaving the young man with only one path left. The audience eagerly awaited the verdict. Because they were angry and wanted to avenge Maung Thadhu for the sake of the patriot U Htun Thein.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe jury went into the deliberation room and unanimously found the defendant guilty. They unanimously agreed that the case was so obvious that there was no need to consider it further.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen they came out again, they were questioned in the courtroom, and when one by one they declared themselves innocent, the judge himself stood there, holding his pen in his hand. The prosecutor, with his eyes wide open, was about to start a fistfight with the jury, and he was restless. The audience, however, was as wild as a Chinese rat, and they were all snarling and howling like snakes. What has the law done in this case? Why do they want to let this creature go? They were all shouting.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe defendant himself seemed to not believe the words of the jury. He could not believe that he had escaped this terrible fate. He looked at the judge's face, wondering what the judge must think. The judge looked at him, nodded, and said with a resigned expression, \"You are not guilty. The court has acquitted you.\" When the verdict was pronounced, Maung Sadhu seemed to have gone into a stupor.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThen the police dragged him away, but the crowd waiting outside was so large and angry that they had to take him from an unknown place, quietly put him on a horse-drawn carriage, and drive him away quickly. The crowd, whose anger was so intense that they were like a raging mob, rose up and went everywhere to punish the accused who had not been punished by the court, with stones, bricks, sticks, swords, fists, and hands.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen the jury went in to deliberate, they thought the defendant was guilty, and when they came out again, how could they change their minds and go? When they got to the deliberation room, something strange happened. That was because one of the jurors, whom they had never met before, and who was not acquainted with any of them, expanded on the words of the defense attorney and said that this defendant was innocent, that things could happen in the world that were completely different from what people believed, that what they saw and heard was one thing, and what they actually did was another, and that if this defendant were convicted, the course of justice would be perverted.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45566352326805,"sku":"","price":1800.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_5c87f64b-4557-454d-a9df-a0e111bed11b.jpg?v=1730208650"},{"product_id":"ပီမိုးနင်း-ချစ်ပန်းနွယ်","title":"Morning Glory - Love Flower","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \u003cstrong data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eChapter (1)\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe Sun, the embodiment of life, was about to set, disappear, and cease to exist. From the western horizon, the sun sent its ruby-colored rays back to the east, and as if shouting \"Good Bye\" to the world, the sky and the earth, it showed the shadow of its departure.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe large and small ships and the floating docks on the calm waters of the Yangon River, the buildings, bridges, and the towers of large and small machines on the banks of the Yangon River, all looked on with a sad expression, yearning for the departed, and calmly received the rays of the setting sun.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe small boats, which were still moving like birds, were not yet finished with their work, but they stirred up the still water, and the long waves that came rolling in from before and behind them, were manipulated by the sun's play of movement and play, and seemed like great serpents crossing the river at right angles.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAt that moment, a boy and a girl, who were standing on the Louisa Bridge, looking out over the water, held each other's hands at the edge of the swaying bridge, and let out a joyful, clear laugh. The English, black, and Burmese people who were walking and sitting on the bridge looked at them with pleasant faces and whispered. For the girl and the boy were very lovely children.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe boy was only about eleven years old, and the girl was probably about nine or ten years old. They were fair, clear, and delicate, and looked especially good, and their whole appearance was pure and innocent, so it was clear that they were good children. However, although they were young, they held each other's hands and looked at each other's faces in a very special way, and their faces were very respectful and kind, so it was clear in a way that they were not siblings.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe cool evening breeze, blowing swiftly, stirred the soft, dark hair that flowed down her beautiful head, tied with a blue ribbon, and then fell back. As the little girl reached out with one hand to her back, holding her hair in her hands, the red glass bracelet fluttered like a firefly in the sunlight. As she moved her feet, the large gold anklets touched the planks, as if to call the minds of the robbers to waken.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe boy's Sakalat shirt's two chest pockets were bulging with weight. He took stones from the pockets and threw them into the water. Where the stones fell, the water droplets, sparkling with the nine colors of the nine elements, jumped up and flew.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe boy looked at the water droplets and shouted, \"Ha... ha... ha!\" repeatedly, and seemed very happy.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The girl, with a very frightened expression, grabbed the young man's hand and...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Maung Maung is going to fall over, don’t throw it, Myint Myint is shaking too much. Oh.. don’t throw it, Myint Myint, I’m going to throw it again. That’s right, Maung, can’t you tell Myint Myint? When I get home, I’ll tell my mom, and she’ll come.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"He said, \"I let him go and left alone. Maung Maung didn't look back and just kept throwing stones.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAfter a while, the stones were gone and the sun was almost setting, so Maung Maung put his hands in his pockets and looked back, as if a volcano had erupted and the sun was shining brightly on the top of a large mountain in the west.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThen, seeing that the mountain was no longer there, he ran away with a fearful expression. As he ran like this, he could not see the mountain until he reached the bridge, so he was very frightened and ran up to the top of the bridge. As he ran like this, he stopped for a moment and looked to the north and south.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"High, high, high, high, high...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He called.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e While calling out like that, their faces were pale and they seemed to be about to cry. Then, as the voice they were calling out came tremblingly, it broke and fell down and went away. Then, it went away, climbing up and down.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAt that moment, Myint Myint ran out from behind the bridge, clapping his hands and laughing in a joyful voice, as if he had just played a flute.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThen Maung Maung grabbed both of her hands, looked at her face intently, and said angrily, \"Myint Myint, what are you doing?... Girl... If I do it too hard, I'll do it too hard,\" and twisted her hand in an even more furious way.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMyint Myint's face, which was laughing, looked at Maung Maung's face with a frown and a sigh of pain.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThen, realizing that Maung Maung had gone too far, he let go of her hand in fear, and at the same time, Myint Myint fell to the ground, clutching his aching knuckle with one hand, writhing in agony, his face covered in grimaces.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMaung Maung sat down on the edge and was about to touch his aching hand, but Myint Myint said, “Don’t touch me, it’s just a little too much. If you do, you’ll be weak.” He pursed his lips and wiped his eyes with his arm, saying it angrily. Without looking at Maung Maung’s face, he just rubbed the painful area.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMaung Maung said, “Myint Myint, is it really hurt? Did I do it wrong? Are you angry? You must have been deliberately trying to make me angry. I was angry and accidentally laughed and held it too far. Where does it hurt? Oh my... Don’t be so faceless. You’re going to get hurt. Get up, ph.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45566362288277,"sku":"","price":3600.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_683f78b1-74a5-4964-b829-b753299e2616.jpg?v=1730208752"},{"product_id":"နေဇင်လတ်-၀ေလည်း၀ေကြွေလည်းကြွေ","title":"Nay Zin Latt - 0 We Deo We Deo We Deo","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI have been with Ba Maung since he came into the world as “Uwe” and I have been with him since he was a child, from his age to his profession. He is not much different from the rest of the world, so I know everything about him. Even he doesn’t know as much about himself as I do. He doesn’t seem to know. Sometimes when he is working, he forgets the world. Sometimes I have to go into his mind and remind him. I think that even his mother and his wife don’t know much about Ba Maung.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDo you know how much I know about Ba Maung? He knows even his imagination. Of course, no one knows Ba Maung as much as I do.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ba Maung was born to middle-class parents. He was not someone who ate with a golden spoon or washed with a golden plate. You might ask why we are talking about someone who is not special.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI want to talk about “life is imperfect.” When I look for characters who are imperfect, I don’t have to look far. I went to meet a man who knows how to be perfect. I want to talk about him. When I talk about people who wash their teeth with a golden plate, the imperfection of life is not so much about appearances.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe life he lived was interesting. I sometimes felt more excited in the middle than in the beginning. I like his courage to face things calmly. There are many things I don't like.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBa Maung was born in the early 1950s. Ba Maung's parents, who had been living in exile during World War II, had only a high school education. Ba Maung's father was a poor man. Ba Maung's mother had many siblings, and the family was quite large. Ba Maung's father's uncle was very keen to marry Ba Maung's mother off to his nephew.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOne day, the old man came to Ba Maung's mother's parents and pierced their ears. Since the situation after the war was still unstable, Ba Maung's grandmother, who had many daughters, nodded. And so, Ba Maung's father and mother began to talk.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBa Maung's mother became a housewife while taking care of the family. Ba Maung \"My father built cars. At that time, during the parliamentary era, we got permits to extract timber and became a business. We owned a group of timber companies and extracted timber from the Moe Meik Thit Kian.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen Ba Maung was born, he had a stomach ache in the evening. This boy was about four years old. In the evening, the adults could not stand him and he would scream. In the evening, the adults were scared. When he saw the doctor, nothing was different. Then, they went to the famous Chinese medicine master “Han Mao”. He gave them some wax pills. After a week, he was cured. If traditional medicine is really effective, it is unbelievable. The stomach ache that had been bothering him for years disappeared after taking the medicine for a week, and Ba Maung still remembers that green and golden smell.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThere is still more to say about Ba Maung, who was special when he was born, but grew up to be nothing special. Ba Maung was born at the “Saan Pya” clinic. Dr. Mya Mya Aye’s clinic. On that day, eighteen girls and one boy were born. That day (19). Dr. Mya Mya Aye loved Ba Maung Pi Si Kway so much that he named him ‘Sein Aung Min’. At that time, Sein Aung Min was a very famous actor. He was known for his “ka” with many actresses, so he gave him that name. I heard my mother say that Dr. Mya Mya Aye loved Pi Si Kway Ba Maung so much that when my mother was discharged from the hospital, he didn’t even ask my father to come and pick him up, but sent him home himself.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I think the child will get used to it when he grows up.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Dr. Mya Mya Aye's comment. When my mother told me about that comment, my brother was also expecting it. The teacher is in her place in medicine. A respected teacher. But when she went back to her past, she went astray. She was also a young girl, so she was able to get a boyfriend who was a good \"button\". Not perfect.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOnly later did Ba Maung realize that the taste of \"unsmoothness\" can be found even in \"girlfriends.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy mother lives with her grandmother on 24th Street in Yangon. It's the city center. It's bright, bright, and when I was old enough to walk, I went down 24th Street and came to Merchant Street. There were foreign banks there. There were vendors on the platform. When I was old enough to walk, my mother used to walk on Merchant Street with her.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAt that time, an apple cost twenty cents. If it was very big, it would cost one cent. He would hold one end and walk towards Ba Maung. All the vendors on that platform knew Ba Maung's story. They would give him bread. At 4 pm, he would have a stomachache, cry for an hour, then walk, eat an apple, kiss someone, be kissed by someone, and then go home. That was Ba Maung's daily work.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAnd so, my son reached the age of four.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI don't see my father often. I travel a lot, so I'm a little bit distant from my father. To be honest, my father was raised by his grandmother. My grandmother's name is \"Daw Swe\", my mother's name is \"Daw Nu\". My mother also works. She's a textile wholesaler. She has her own shop in Thein Kyi Market. She's not a rich man, but she lives a very comfortable life.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSince my parents could afford it, I had to go to St. John Dioceason Boy's School, an English school at that time. It was called Lanmadaw A.H.K. (1). At that time, there were quite a few restrictions on who could go to school. The education system was that you only have to spend (3) years in primary school. Lower Kindergarten (LKG), Middle Kindergarten (MKG), and Higher Kindergarten (HKG).\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy brother and I went to school together without knowing it. When we returned home after enrolling in school, we were left with two young brothers. My brother and I, who had never left our parents' arms, were always smiling and smiling. It is true that childhood experiences are more memorable. Even after 50 years, I still remember the feeling of that time with warmth.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAn even more memorable incident happened just a few days ago.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"They left us because they didn't love us at home\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Okay...yes.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ba Maung's cousin led the way, and Ba Maung supported it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What would be better?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “I don’t know.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAlthough they were only a year apart in age, Ba Maung's brother was more intelligent. His name was Win Maung Oo. At that time, English students were given English names. Win Maung Oo was William, Ba Maung was Wiston. They only accepted English names because adults gave them to them.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It's all green for Ba Maung.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “I want to kill myself.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Do it\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBa Maung's 'do', which echoed, was a little shaky.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"How would it be better if I died?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I don't know that.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Win Maung Oo thought for a moment, then...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"So come with me... you really will.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Cool\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe two of them walked towards the well behind the school. Win Maung Oo led the way, Ba Maung followed. When they reached the well...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Wiston... you jump first.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What about you?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"After you, me.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen Ba Maung looked down from the edge of the well, he felt a sudden chill. His hands and feet started to tremble. His fingers and toes also became cold in an instant. When I saw his face again on the surface of the well, I noticed that he had suddenly straightened up.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I can't speak clearly. Look at Wiston, my brother, and let him do something like this,\" he said, just watching from the sidelines.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “William... you're my brother... go down first.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"No... you're my brother... so jump first.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ba Maung thought for a moment. 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Naw May Haley... I told you so, son.\" As soon as the rich man said this, he ran downstairs like a bee.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eFrom the entrance to the courtyard below the building, I looked back to the driver's office, then back to the servants' quarters where the cook Mae Aye and her husband lived. The rich lady was walking around the spacious garden, looking intently.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe rich man was a tall, fair-skinned man, but his face was a little droopy.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I don't know if he was grieving for the child, but his face looked a little old.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Naw\" said... I told her not to go out and babysit, and she had to leave anyway, Naw May • • • Ah... Naw May...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDaw Sein Hla stood at the gate, looking out, calling out.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Soon, a young Karen woman, pushing a baby stroller, approached Daw Sein Hla and began to recite poetry.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I'm just here, Ma'am. I'm not going anywhere. I just heard Ma'am calling me.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDaw Sein Hla became a little angry when she saw the child.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Oh my... please keep the baby in this yard, don't go outside at all.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I'm not going out, Ma'am. I'm just going out for a moment because Ko U ​​Kaley asked me to go out. I'm still here.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Daw Sein Hla looked down at the baby in the stroller.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Yes... little boy... little boy said he wanted to go outside, I thought he wanted to go for a walk. Did you get down from the baby outside and walk?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"No, I didn't say anything. We just came back in when we heard the old lady calling us.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Daw Sein Hla looked down at the child.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Little boy, do you still want to walk this morning? Come on, come on...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"So, please help me and tell me... Oh... The flowers in the child's hands are so fragrant... I swear.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Daw Sein Hla took the flowers from the child's hand and carried the child in her arms.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “When the flowers smell sweet, Ko U ​​Kaley will pick them, May, but I will climb over the fence and pick them to worship the Buddha.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDaw Sein Hla took her granddaughter in her arms and parked the cart on the grass.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Little boy, I’m going to walk. Hold my hand... Now... My mother will hold your hand... Come on, little boy. Remember, we’re walking on the grass.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko U Kaley came in between Naw May and Bwa Bwa, walking like a cat.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Oh my... Oh... Are you near the pundariki tree, Uncle Lay... I want to pick pundariki?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I haven't arrived yet, baby, I'll tell you when I arrive.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “When I get there, tell me... My mother... I'll pick it myself, but Grandma won't let me pick it, because I don't want to play with it.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Even though Ko U ​​Lay is a two-year-old baby, he can't walk on his own.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe was a healthy, strong child. He was not a weak child. However, due to his bad deeds and bad deeds in life, he did not receive the light of the seven circles.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He was separated from his mother at a young age and was raised by his aunt and uncle.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen Ko U ​​Kaley was about 18 years old, his mother abandoned him and left him. Ko U ​​Kaley completely forgot about his birth mother and even considered his grandmother as a mother and became close to her.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThere are only three people in the world that Ko U ​​Kaley remembers. After Bwa Bwa and Naw May, Ko U ​​Kaley's father. These are the three people Ko U ​​remembers and always talks to.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko U Lay usually stays with Naw May, but he often asks about his grandparents and father.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHowever, Ko U ​​Kaley's father sometimes disappeared without coming to see him. At these times, Ko U ​​Kaley would often ask Naw May and Bhaa Bhaa about it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe has never seen his father, but he loves him very much. His father always takes care of him whenever he sees him. Although he is a two-time father, he always holds his son, who has been blind since birth, with great compassion. He always answers questions patiently and teaches him. His father often takes the little boy from his mother's care and plays with him, so Ko U ​​Kaley often remembers and asks about his biological father, who is his playmate.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Have you reached the pundarika trees, my dear...?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I'm almost there... baby... come on... come on... I'm just talking nonsense.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko U Lay slowly pulled away from Bwa Bwa and Naw May's hands and began to clasp both hands on the fence of the Punda Ret.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e And then he walked around, trying to figure it out on his own.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNaw May and Bwa Bwa followed behind him, still staring at him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The child, clinging to the row of yam trees, was overjoyed every time he touched a yam with his little hand.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Naw May was holding the baby yams that Uncle Ko had picked.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eUncle stopped walking and looked up at the sky with his wide eyes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Hey... I heard a little scream near Uncle, and the air got a little colder. What is that? • • • “\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Daw Sein Hla followed Ko U ​​Lay to where he was looking.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eTwo large butterflies were making love, perching on the large buds of a pundarika flower, flying and sucking nectar.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Oh... you want to know, little man... big butterflies flew past the child...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Big butterflies, huh? Oh, oh... How do big butterflies live? Tell me, Uncle.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNaw May looked at the two large butterflies and said, “Butterflies are not like people. They walk in the air of the child. So when they fly near the child, their wings feel cold.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “I want to hold those big butterflies in the air, please, please give them to me.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"You can't catch butterflies, child. They often fly away into the sky.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I want to hold you, Naw May. If Naw May can’t catch you, I’ll have you catch me when my father comes back... Naw, bah bah”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Aye... aye... I caught it, I hid it. The butterfly is a flower that Uncle Ko Lay picked from the bed. It's just as soft as that.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"That's so sweet, my dear, my dear uncle, my father came to visit me, and my grandmother and my mother didn't even let me go.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Daw Sein Hla looked at her granddaughter with a look of compassion that made her shed tears.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Now...now, little man, let's go back to the grass, come...let's hold hands...Oh my...come on.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo U Kaley looked up at the sunlight from where he was walking on the grass.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"It's dawn now... oh, oh, oh... it's just dawn now, when it dawns, daddy will come, when daddy comes, I'll ask you to catch butterflies, oh, oh, daddy, when daddy comes, tell me\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Daw Sein Hla started to cry again before she could answer her granddaughter.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"When will Dad come... 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Look, you naughty children. The slow-moving car was followed by the children's shrill cries of laughter. It was a welcome sign for Gandhi to a new place. You shouldn't greet him like this, children. We don't see, you blind people. Even though we are blind, we feel sad and weak when we are called that. We also feel angry. We are afraid of the invisible world. Oh.. my son. Are you afraid, too?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eGandhi hugged his little son tightly, who was crying uncontrollably in his arms.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Hey.. kids, take it off, take it off\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe car stopped softly, the door opened, and I heard a man's voice. It was the voice of an old man driving. I remembered Gandhi. The voice of someone who was helping Gandhi and his companions load their belongings into the car was loud and clear.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Gandhi.. has arrived\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e This is the voice that Gandhi remembers, no matter where he is from.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eU Aung's voice. Gandhi's beloved husband U Aung. U Aung's voice came from the side of the car. Oh, he had even gotten out of the car.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Are we going to get off? Call U Aung Kalay.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Wait, wait, you can't get off yet. Drop off your stuff and then get off calmly.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe driver, in a loud voice, said to Gandhi, who was getting ready to get out. \"Yes, yes. Gandhi and his mother were in the front of the car. Since they were loading their belongings, they put Gandhi and his mother in the front of the car first, then loaded their belongings. The roads in Thingangyun are bad. If Gandhi and his mother were in the back of the car, they would have been thrown away if the car had jumped.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eU Aung was in the back of the car. The car was big and had no roof, and the sun was very hot all the way. Gandhi, how far from the school for the blind to the edge of Thingangyun was it? It was a long car ride. If you took the bus, you had to take two steps. Forty-two, thirty-nine, green or red, I don’t know. Oh, there were so many things that Gandhi didn’t know in the new place. It was so good to get some energy. Gandhi only missed school. The school apartment where Gandhi and his wife lived during their early married life. The school apartment where their son was born. Gandhi even cried as he tested the walls of the room before leaving the car.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Now... I got it, I've put down my stuff, I can get off.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “U Aung, U Aung”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Gandhi..come, walk slowly, I am here.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Gandhi followed U Aung's voice. As he walked, he wondered what else was left on the floor of the car. If only there was something left among the small, insignificant things...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA box, two mats, a table given to me by my mother, a cat house, a chair, a pagoda, a floor, that was all Gandhi had.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The Gandhis were able to buy a car full of 6 old poles and new logs with the 1,000 rupees the school gave them to move.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Give me the child, Gandhi.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eGandhi reached out, sensing where U Aung was hearing his voice. Gandhi grabbed U Aung's hand as he reached out, sensing the same. Gandhi slowly reached out and gave it to his son.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Jump down with my hand\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e U Aung tried to lean on the edge of the car floor with one hand, while Gandhi tried to lean on the other hand.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Did you get it? Did you get it? Did you give it to me, baby?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The driver's voice, \"Oh, oh,\" as if he was watching Gandhi, reached Gandhi and his family.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Okay, okay, I can get off, that’s it.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs soon as he spoke, Gandhi jumped down and fell to the ground. U Aung had to hold him back. Gandhi gained weight after giving birth. He was very upset because he couldn't eat three boxes of rice and milk a day.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “U Aung, before the big drivers leave, ask them what kind of place we are in. What are there?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Cool... cool\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It seems that there is a big driver near Gandhi. The big driver's voice is loud and strong, and he is coughing...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Hey, so you can see it in your mind, so you can understand it, uh... the plot of land you're going to live in is quite large. The plot is fenced off. There are other houses not far from where you live. I don't know what neighborhood it's called. Hey, how much land do you get per person...”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Give thirty x forty to a family\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Now, how many years have you all been married?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Twenty families\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"That's not bad. You can afford to be so wide. You have a big old building with a tiled roof in the middle of the empty lot, and new walls around the sides.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Ah... I think that’s U Aung’s workshop. Our school said they were moving the cooperative workshop here, and I heard that the workshop has already been built.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes, I see two new toilets a short distance behind that workshop. How many people are there in your twenty households?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Over eighty people.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Well... I think they dug a well behind the workshop, I saw the equipment being laid out.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Hmm... if we haven't dug it yet, where will we get water?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I don't know either, now... we'll go.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Wait... Wait, driver, have they built some houses in the empty lot?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"There are no houses yet, nothing has been built yet, all of you people are still living in a big factory.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Hmm... Yes, Aung, our belongings...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Gandhi became agitated as he spoke.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I'll give you the baby, U Aung, go and stay, Ma Cho, it would be fine if you take care of it.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"That's right, the workshop is big, it's built on a large scale.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Oh.. how do we know?” U Aung said, “If we don’t get a place, where will we go? We have to live on the ground. What will we do if the rain comes? It’s summer, but it’s raining.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Oh, cool,\" Gandhi said.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eU Aung handed the baby to Gandhi and left. Gandhi had to breastfeed the baby again, who was still in his arms, his head bobbing in his lap, begging for a kiss. Gandhi sat on a box among the piles of belongings. In this box were Gandhi's clothes and all the things he thought were important.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eGandhi knew that there were children and other strangers around Gambi. Their scents, which Gandhi could smell well in his nose, their voices, which Gandhi could hear well in his ears, were foreign. Gandhi knew. They were strangers.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Who is it?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSuddenly, a foul odor approached Gandhi, causing him to scream and the child to laugh loudly and run away.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Oh, my God. I just came to see Gandhi. I don't want to buy anything.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhere is the bottle of electricity that my mother bought for Gandhi? It's like people are equal, and there's no such thing as equal goods. Has U Aung returned yet?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Has Maung Aung arrived yet? How are you, Gandhi and his son?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOh... Ma Cho's voice. I think it's because she's a singer. Ma Cho's voice is so good. Ma Cho and U Aung are friends of the same age. Gandhi and U Aung are eight years apart.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Whenever Gandhi asked why he should take Gandhi instead of Ma Cho, who had a good voice, Ma Cho would get angry. He said that he would never take a character like Maung Aung.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMa Cho is really, what are they seeing? Is it because Ko Htwe is seeing Ma Cho?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e U Aung also never saw Gandhi.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e U Aung has never seen Gandhi either.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e And then there were the old lady Ma Ma Kyung, Blai Kai Za, Ko Kan Oo, Ma Nyo Sam, Ko San Maung...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Oh.. that's all.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe Gandhis from these twenty households had never seen each other before.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Those who will never be seen again. \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":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45568713326741,"sku":"","price":5850.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_19de0a20-8930-4071-8db5-f53e7d019207.jpg?v=1730210638"},{"product_id":"နုနုရည်အင်း၀-အမှတ်မရှိလမ်းမရှိကီလီဘောတံတား","title":"Nu Nu Yi Inn - No Mark, No Road, No Killibow Bridge","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Circle... What I'm in now is a prison... A prison..... A prison, a prison is a big, strong, secure apartment.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIf there weren't the horrible shouting, if there weren't the foul smell, if there weren't the annoying bed bugs and mosquitoes, if we didn't have to eat the water-soaked soup called nylon soup and the long, thin rice, how nice would this big apartment be...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt would be better than the hut next to the Nga Moe Yeik Creek where Ama Thein and U Lay Kyi left the “circle”. It would also be better than the Ying Myin La Myin platform house in front of the cinema where the circle is currently located. That is why Ama Thein often said to the drunk U Lay Kyi, “I will kill you and go to jail” when she had nothing to cook.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAmidst the heavy breathing that filled the room, I tried to close my sleepy eyes and turned to the other side of the circle. Then I saw that Mother Sein's body was completely relaxed and she was holding my hand... It was like she was trying to sleep. Is Mother Sein really thin? I think the habit of waking up with just a touch while she was so sleepy is something I learned from making the platform my bed, just like Mother Sein said. The circle was still and pretended to be asleep. Within a moment, Mother Sein's snoring came back. The circle wanted to laugh. Mother Sein was scary, but it was also funny. I had only known Mother Sein for two nights, but the circle knew her. An old woman with a harsh expression and mouth, and who used to sing a song on the platform before going to bed at night, was scary and funny, right?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWell... just like Mother Sein. The circle is both scary and funny. Last night, in a small room next to the Nga Moe Yeik Stream, where the smell of children was suffocating, last night, on a platform next to the Yangon City Cinema, where the smell of gasoline and tar was spreading, oh... tonight, in a sewage-filled prison, where the smell of sewage was pungent. To be precise, last night, half the night was on the platform and half the night was in prison.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eFor these reasons, the circle is not only sad but also curious. The circle that has taken the risk to escape for change. The circle that does not know where it was born, the circle that has never been to Yangon since it was in the hands of the mother Thein, has never been to Yangon from the side of Nga Moe Yeik Creek. The center of Yangon is a truly exciting and terrifying change for the circle.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOh... don't tell me I was excited. It wasn't until I got to the city center. My heart started pounding as soon as I crossed Nga Moe Yeik Creek and boarded the \"Yangon to Yangon\" bus.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs soon as I got into the car, I sat down on the seat with my wife, my breasts still heaving. I didn't know that the woman next to me, who was beautifully combed and made up, was sitting on the other side. I kept my face down to keep myself in check, and I held the one kyat in my hand like a talisman. That kyat was like the last remaining money of Mother Thein... I had to search for it among the paper bags under the mat. I knew Mother Thein didn't have any, but I prayed that at least five kyats would come out from under the mat. It was free. Even if one kyat came out, it was lucky.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe sound of the engine starting and the sound of the horn suddenly became quiet. The car is about to leave... This big car will go to Yangon. When it arrives in Yangon, where will you get off and go around?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Let me get you a ticket...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe woman next to the circle handed the ticket seller a new five-kyat bill and whispered, \"One child.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Don't you have any coins, sister...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhile giving the money to the circle, the ticket seller asked the girl. The circle was impressed by the woman who shook her head firmly, saying, “No.” The circle was impressed. It was comforting. Her style was bold. The baby didn’t look here and there. It wasn’t showy either... The circle looked at the necklace around her neck, the watch on her hand, the bracelet, and the clothes she was wearing. The circle looked down at herself again. The mother pulled down the long waist of her shirt again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMother Thein's shirt is not bad... It's her only good shirt, she's kept it. Mother Thein is thin and her body is not too loose. Her t-shirt is starting to fade, but it's still bright yellow, so it's still fun to look at. Mother Thein wore this shirt and t-shirt when she went to the market on the other side of Nga Moe Yeik Chaung to sell fish... How angry would Mother Thein be with her circle?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Central market, central market..\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The girl next to me suddenly stood up and stepped into the crowd. The teacher and her daughter were only five or six years old. The mother, who seemed gentle and kind, was holding the little girl on her lap with tenderness.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA gentle mother... Yes. This kind of mother is the mother who really wants Circle... Because of the resentment and sadness, Circle's heart aches again. Mother Thein said, \"Your mother... if she was so gentle and kind, would she leave you?\" She said it in a broken voice. Did she know Circle's mother? Had she seen her? Did Circle's mother leave Circle alone and not be a gentle woman anymore? Isn't it possible that Circle and Mother Thein left Circle at the market where Circle met? 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Dolly, where are you, where are you, it's so dark, I'm so scared, I can't see you at all, Dolly, where are you....\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI slept for a while, even when I cried because I was hungry, you kept quiet, I still wrapped you in my gown so you wouldn't get cold, why aren't you feeling well, is it because of the cold... Yes, Dolly, come to me quickly, I'm scared.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHey, listen, I-I\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDolly... Dolly, look, you're here, I'm so happy, you're sleeping soundly, your dark eyelashes closed, your red lips parted, your teeth moving.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI'm a little girl, what's the point? When I hold you like this, like this, you'll wake up with your eyes wide open, then I'll shake you and shake you, you'll close your eyes and stick out your tongue, right?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOh, my dear, I love you so much. I will hold you in my arms. You just stay in my dress. Don't you want to stay because of the smell?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI'm afraid in the dark, You stay, I feel braver when I hold you, you know, Are you hungry? Wait a minute, I'm hungry too, We won't eat anything until the king is satisfied, Are you listening to the sound of the lock opening, do you hear? ..\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDo you love the king, huh... Doli, don't you? And I don't call you Doli, Doli, Doli, Doli, and I don't call you \"Doli, Doli,\" and I He said that you must keep it in a box, play with it for a while once a day and then put it back in the box. I screamed and tried to force it out of his hands, so he locked all the doors in this room. I screamed in fear and didn't know what would happen. Later, the king put you with me, and said that I couldn't take you to bed. When I forced myself to take you, he even put me in the room once in the middle of the night.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt's still good, I forced you to come here, how scared I would be if you weren't here. I'm really afraid of the dark, Dolly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI love you because you want to keep me here. I do what you ask, I listen to what you say. You said I would stay because you had to stay at school, but I don’t want to stay, no, I won’t stay. I know that there are many boys like Uncle Aye Maung’s sons and the green ones from our house at that school. They will ride me, steal my bread, and strangle me. You don’t stay at school either, do you, eh… Dolly. You took me to school, this morning. He put me in this new dress, I can’t wear the small khat that I wear at home, and he doesn’t wear the big khat that I wear at home. I have a new shirt and a new khat, a small bag with a stone tablet and a stone stick.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOn the head of the chieftain, there was a big plate. In the big plate, there was rice cooked by the chieftain early in the morning, and dried fish. These were to feed the teachers. The chieftain said that buying tea and cakes was a waste of money. The school was a long walk from our farm, and our farm was far from the people. People from the city came to buy flowers, radishes, and thorn leaves. They came by bicycle or horse-drawn cart. The chieftain did not go to the school by horse-drawn cart, so we had to walk for a long time.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen I got to school, you know, Dolly, there were so many boys and girls, I had never seen them before. All I saw were Uncle Aye Maung’s sons and the green and green sisters from our yard. That’s all I saw. I just held on to the big man’s robe tightly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOne of the teachers called her “Tin Tin, come here.” Her name was Daw Tin Lay, but no matter who she was, everyone just called her Tin Tin.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThat big teacher took me to a table in front of many boys and girls. The boys and girls were all looking around, including Xin Xin, who had been to school before me.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Master, you have taken leave today. I accept it. Are you old enough, Tin Tin Tu?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"That's right, in six years.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Yes, the child is a little boy, I think he's only four or five years old.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"The baby will be just like its mother. I gave birth to it with one type of goat's milk and one type of cow's milk, teacher, and all the hard work.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"It's cold, old lady.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e So I said, \"Well... when I grow up, will I repay the favor or will I just be satisfied?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThat's where I started to hate you, Dolly. Can't you stop saying this everywhere? You've been saying this to everyone since I was a child, when I didn't understand anything. You asked me too. I made you sad. I love you, and I've always said that I wouldn't kick your chest when I was little.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe old man can't. He's going to talk about his words, about his father and mother, Dolly. Before, I always listened to what the old man said, and even when the old man asked me to go, I would secretly listen. I wanted to know about my father and mother. But this time, I didn't want to listen. I wanted to cry. There were green things in front of me. Other boys and girls\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThere were also some. I grabbed the elder's robe and he slapped my hand away.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Hey.. try to remove it, what's going on, you're just twisting and turning, I don't like people being so rude like this.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes, my daughter doesn't have to live like that. Come... come here and try it.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I won't go when Teacher Wah Gyi drags me, she's just being pushy. I'm also afraid of Teacher Wah Gyi, Daw Li.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Hey... How are you, Red Dog? I think you're about to cry, right?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eTears started to fall from my eyes, Dolly. It's not because I'm afraid of being beaten. Even the usual scolding in front of people, I can only hold back tears. This time, you called me a red dog. Look, Xin Xin was looking at me with a smile. Then the girl next to her leaned in and said. Call me red dog... red dog, oh..\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI'll consult with you about it. He always calls me Red Dog, Red Dog, that's what he calls me. When my uncle Aye Maung's sons come over, he joins him and plays dog games with me. They throw me palm leaves. They throw me bones. Remember how mean the green green is? When the big dog in their house gave birth to puppies, the little red one was named Red Dog.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI hate names that don't say \"Red Dog\", Dolly. Why did the old man give me that name, Dolly? Who gave you that name? Oh, your name is beautiful. I want to have that name. Now the whole school is going to call me \"Red Dog\", \"Red Dog\", \"Oh... that\".\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Don’t cry, daughter. Come.. come, come to the teacher. Don’t be afraid. Tell me, tell me your name. Let’s register you to be the head of the school….. My name is…”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI hate Teacher Wah Gyi for loving me and wiping my tears, Dolly. I don't want to say it. 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A long line of colorful cars has begun to line the Taung Pyin Junction, which branches off the Mandalay-Mattara highway.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe Waso wind blowing at the fork in the road was also wild and beautiful.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The Waso Wakaung wind that caused the water to rise caused the brownish-yellow water to overflow along the canal next to the fork. The water, the rain, the festival, moved the minds of the people on the fork. It made them happy. It made them feel free and light.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI could hear the melodious cries of some young people on the roof of the passenger bus, and the whispering prayers of women, young and old, inside the crowded bus.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe women, young and old, who were sitting comfortably in their own small cars, held their children in their arms and stood in awe.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e On the left side of the road, there was a long line of children, as if welcoming a large convoy of cars.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e They each have sunburned skin.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Each of us wore dirty, black clothes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThey are constantly shouting in different tones, \"Money please!\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Their faces were full of hope as they looked at the people in the line of cars.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThey are waiting with wide eyes for the banknotes that will fall from the cars. As soon as the banknotes fall from a car, they gather around and start stealing them.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e At that time, the phone rings often cover the intersection, and there are also sounds of car brakes and panicked screams.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSome children, who were struggling to get under the wheel while clutching the crumpled paper money, laughed as if nothing had happened. But they had bruises all over their bodies. Their eyes were filled with fear.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThere were some adults and children shouting and begging for money. There were drunken drunkards and a group of women coming out of the fields at the crossroads.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDrunk drivers stood in the middle of the road, waving their fingers and blinking their eyes, stopping cars, while a group of women, like a rope, stopped them. When the car slowed down, they started dancing around, shouting \"Money, please!\" and clapping their hands.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe long line of children continued unabated until they reached the fork in the road.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e At the end of the fork in the road is Taungpyung Village. There is a large festival ground.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e But with the festival-goers, the festival stalls have completely covered the small village of Taung Pyin. The small village of Taung Pyin has become a huge festival ground.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe long line of cars that had been slowly driving along the intersection were all taking their places. Small private cars drove into large yards to drop off their cars, and large passenger buses drove into large parking lots.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs soon as you get out of the car, you can see the umbrella of the Pyaung Pyi Pagoda amidst the crowded festival stalls, but you can't hear the pagoda's bells amidst the terrifying noise of the festival.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAt this prayer-filled pagoda built and worshipped by King Anawrahta of Bagan, his two grandsons, Shwe Phing Gyi and Shwe Phing Nge, were executed by his father King Anawrahta because they failed to complete two bricks of the service.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe executed Shwe Phing Gyi and Shwe Phing Nge Min Nyi Naung were hanged to prevent them from leaving the palace when King Anawrahta was in a dispute with the palace. They claimed that they were hanged because they had only served the king but did not receive any benefits. King Anawrahta built a shrine near the Pyaung Pyaung Pagoda in Taung Ping and had people offer offerings.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eInside the pagoda, there are two empty spaces between two gold-plated bricks. Many people are crowding to pay homage to this small space.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe central road of Taung Pyin village is crowded with stalls selling traditional Myanmar pastries, cakes, and pastries. The aroma of cakes and pastries that are often sold at the festival is mixed with the scent of makeup, lipstick, and perfume from the female market vendors.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eYou can also find a long row of custom-made bars that make you dizzy just reading the names.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Mandalay Yee Moo Moo Lay, Yis Hat Gyi, Kapyay Maly Goya Rum, Cha Cha Yan, and many more.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen we reached the railway crossing beyond the bar, the crowd was so large that it was impossible to move. The train was approaching, so we had to stand near the railway gate. The sweat from the crowd, standing under the sudden heat of the sun, could have turned into a small stream. The fierce wind of the Waso festival, which had been following us all along the road, seemed to have run back to the road, fearing the festival leader.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe Mandalay-Mattara train, so crowded with people that the train body could not be seen, slowly entered Taung Pyin Station. The shouts and calls of the people crowded on the roof, inside the train, and on the platform mingled with the sounds of the festival.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs the train passed, the crowd continued to move along the festival road. What was special was that in the moving crowd, there were no more boys calling girls sons, wives, girlfriends, or flirting with them like in the past. 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Her chest was trembling from the sleep, but when Mya Phu opened her eyes, she could no longer hear the sound of the four o'clock bell of the Gandhara Monastery, mixed with the sounds of the birds. The heat of the rain had already begun to penetrate her, and she sat up in a daze. She could not help but notice the sound of her husband, who was making a noise beside her, who was also making a noise. But Ko Shwe Pik Htwe and the others did not stop barking.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI pulled half of the blanket off my body and looked around at the blouse and shirt that I had placed at the foot of the bed last night. But it was a problem. I couldn't find what I had placed there last night. I couldn't even look at the panties, so I bent down to check if the bottom of the bed had fallen off. My stomach felt a big lump. Oh my God, my God is still here. I can't remember my seven-month-old belly with the greed that wants to sell it to the market.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Ko Pik Htwe... Ko Pik Htwe...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe bird did not move. As the birds became more and more noisy, Mya Phu became more and more restless, and she looked around at the darkness that had been darkening her whole life. Oh my... How could these invisible eyes know when it was dawn? As Mya Phu stared at the darkening darkness, she tried to wake up Mya Phu, but the four o'clock bells kept ringing. Oh my. I woke up early because of my own dream and felt hot. Only then did I regain my senses and lay back down on my bed. Mya Phu closed her eyes and listened to the rich sound of the clock in the church tower. Oh my, my dream came to life. In her dream, the sound of the clock and the bells were so loud that she could not hear them. She did not know how many times it had struck, Without knowing what time it was, amidst the noise, Pai Htwe Gyi Taw and Mya Phu started shouting and fighting.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe old man, Paik Htwe, had come and gone in the afternoon. He said a lot. But in the dream, the words were only one thing that angered the slurred Mya Phu. “Oh, you fool, you blind woman. Because of you, my nephew will have to eat school meals and school meals. We are poor, but we are not like you, who eat school meals and school meals.” The words that came out of Mya Phu’s ears. At noon, these words made Mya Phu shed tears. Mya Phu cried out in her dream, saying that if she came and dragged her away, the baby in her stomach would suffer. She said the voices. When she woke up, she was exhausted.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe sound of the bells gradually stopped, but the surroundings were still quiet. Only the birdsong was more melodious. Well... How could it be so quiet when the bells rang at nine in the morning? As soon as the bells rang, there was the sound of people rushing in, accompanied by the sound of drums and cymbals. There were no less than fifty or sixty dogs running around, making noise. The monastery, which had thousands of monks, always had a large supply of alms, alms dishes, and rice soup, so that people could take them home, and the dogs could eat them on the spot. In the deserted area of ​​the monastery, people and dogs mixed and became lively.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn fact, the sound of the clock striking nine is an unforgettable sound for Mya Phu. Mya Phu's aunt, Mya Phu's cousin, her younger sister, and some people from the nearby village. The sound that lured many stray dogs. And for Mya Phu, who relied only on smell and tongue, I will never forget the smell of various dishes mixed with spices, the smell of boiled red beans, the smell of boiled beans, the smell of boiled peanuts, the smell of cooked tomato fish paste, and the smell of pork broth.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMya Phu cannot thank the temple enough for providing food for poor and needy people like her, who are gradually becoming poorer and poorer.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBut I don't know why. Mya Phu is ashamed of being ostracized and being asked about eating school meals by the neighbors. I'm afraid. Mya Phu is a widow and has four children. Mya Phu and her family of six are too many to feed on the income of one sister who weaves. Who would want to do it with milk? Well... Mya Phu's husband, Ko Pik Htwe, who met her through past merits, never made her eat school meals. She has to eat with oil and salt. She doesn't earn enough. It's easy to say. Mya Phu knows how difficult it is to earn oil and salt. Look at him now. He is tired and sleeping soundly. His elder brother has already told him. His nephew is no longer a good person. But what does that have to do with his uncle? He is a blind man. He is forced to marry his nephew, saying that he loves his sister. No one asked me to take his nephew...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Mya Phu... Mya Phu.. get up.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Pai Htwe stood up with a sigh, as usual.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"My lady, I have been awake for a long time, thanks to your kindness...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Pai Htwe looked at Mya Phu, who was dreaming, and laughed hysterically.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"What are you talking about? Hmm.. Hmm.. Let's get a new face. Oh.. Don't try. I put your shirt and pants in the box last night because I was afraid of rats. I'll take them out later. Come on... quickly.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Do it. Your sister will also have to give blood. Here are the shoes...”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWith a soft voice, he gently pulled Mya Phu's hands, but Mya Phu's lips, which had been puffed up unnecessarily, spontaneously relaxed, and his dream of glory vanished again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “xxx add xxx add xxx and xxx rice picture xxx dishes picture xxx add xxx add xxx add xxx and xxx rice picture xxx dishes picture\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAmidst the rustling of the leaves of the melissa tree and the crackling of the snowdrifts, the discordant sound of the singing of the pheasant floats. Mya Phu holds one of the pheasants' hands, while the other holds a walking stick. With one hand, she pulls the pheasant, and with the other, she holds and carries a heavy basket full of fried food.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI can still sing the song in the middle of the night. Every day, I have to listen to the song that I sing repeatedly along the way to the bakery.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Add x add, and eat rice with a smile\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"The music is not playing here. It's yours.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Heh... heh, singing is so relaxing.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eYes, that's right. He didn't have any warm clothes. His stomach and his chest were so swollen that he had to wear warm clothes in his youth, and he had to warm himself by the fire in the oven. He had been silent for a long time.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Pai Htwe looked sideways at Mya Phu...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"My earlobe... and the baby in my stomach... are they still moving?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Move. I don't know when I'll give birth. I'll give birth at the end of winter. I don't have enough blankets.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Ha.. you were born when? You don't have a blanket, you have to buy it.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“It’s easy to buy food, Ko Pik Htwe. It’s not easy for you to make money. You sell fried food in the morning, you cook rice, and you have a different job in the afternoon. Wait... Wait. By day job, you mean you’re picking up plastic bags in the afternoon. You go door-to-door. What a shame.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Who is stupid?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"It's Ko Pik Htwe. Why are you saying that you're a weaver in the past?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Don't take what the old man says to heart. It's useless. Don't worry about anything. I know my job.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“It’s not a problem that Ko Pik Htwe knows. I was shocked when I was told. Ko Pik Htwe, his nephew, was poor and had no parents, but he didn’t get ripped off like this when he was young. What about watches and stuff..? Now it’s because of me..”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Mya Phu started crying.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Mya Phu said. Come early. U Zin Htay from the four mountains has come out to beg. Should I come?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Are you complaining? 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What kind of noodles and pork, noodles and beef, noodles and shrimp, I've only heard of these, now look, noodles and duck eggs. I've never heard of them, who knows, this spicy and delicious dish is so delicious.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAye... It's not up to anyone to eat spicy food, it's not up to your mother to make a fuss, it's not up to you to pout. We all have to eat it. No matter what kind of food, no matter what kind of rice, we all have to eat it, but the problem is that \"Mathi\" can't eat this dish at all. Mathi doesn't like bamboo shoots, and if she doesn't like it, she doesn't like sweet bamboo shoots, she doesn't like sour bamboo shoots, she doesn't like anything. Just like this, duck eggs... quail eggs are also a type of food that Mathi hates. Mathi can't eat these two things, so she has never eaten them, and now she has never encountered a dish that even combines these two things.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMathi, who had been up since five in the morning, was already growling with hunger at ten o'clock. What should I do? I had to swallow the rice, the curry... I couldn't swallow it anyway, and as usual, anger flared up like fire when it came to food. But who should Mathi take this anger out on? Oh... At home, the dining table had fallen over. Mom, the floors were shaking, Mom's husband, Ko Tun Tin, had run out of the house.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Hey girl... go get some food, your face is so ugly and you're so aggressive again..\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Aye Thein, who was serving the rice, shouted, and became even more angry. The teacher, who was serving the rice next to Aye Thein, looked at him. Otherwise, all of Mathi's anger would have been reflected on this little girl.....\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAfter eating, I had to put the rice bowl on the table, and I didn't feel like I was eating like I used to. Yes, in the past, I was happy to eat whatever I wanted. For a woman who always came first, who never ate enough, today is a real disaster...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Now.. are you done? Have you put all the rice and soup plates on? Then we'll line up.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe teacher shouted, and the noisy crowd stopped eating and they all ran to the dining table, ten people in pairs. They lined up in front of each other. Although they were not in the mood, Mathi was the one who shouted from the front of the ten people, so they had to go to the front. Mathi was the one who had the loudest voice, some were good and some were not.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Now.. serial number...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “One... two... three... four... five... six”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Matthew started shouting from one to thirty, then Matthew turned to the nine people behind him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “I am Mathi, Ma Aye Thein, Ma San Chit, Ma Shwe A, Ma Mya Ein, Ma Phyu U, Ma Kyi Hmwe, Ma Khin Khin, Yee Yee Htay, Ma Sue, all ten of us.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI had to report to the teacher in charge about how full my group was. After Mathi shouted, the two girls in the top two groups of ten looked at the nine behind me and shouted.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Everyone is welcome, then the oath of allegiance\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"We live on the food provided by the state. With this grace, we will be loyal to the state. We will serve the state...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the past, when I said this vow, Mathi's voice was the loudest. Then, knowing that I would have to eat next, Mathi's heart naturally became happy and joyful. Now, because I used to say it every day, I could only leave. People are half angry and half sad.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAfter swearing their oaths, they sat at the table and ate their food in a hurry... Mathi didn't know what to do. He felt like squeezing the throats of Ma Shwe A and Ma Phyu U, who were competing with each other to eat the noodles from the same bowl. He remembered what his mother had said to him a long time ago, \"You are a woman who would kill for food.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Hey.. Tiger Thunder, is Matthew going to be slow this time?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMa Phyu U spoke in a Kachin accent, surprised. Yes, as before, the bowl was empty. Her mouth was eating, her hand was not letting go of the spoon. Every time she ate, she was always getting scolded. She was also scolded, which... For three people, the dish was only half full in the bowl.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNow, Ma Shwe Marthi is calm, but her face is dark and gloomy, like the rain that is about to fall.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Marthy, why haven't you eaten yet? What's wrong?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Hey... I think I saw it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"It's okay, teacher... I'll eat it.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNo matter how angry, how angry, how scared, the sweet and fearful voice would just sigh, and then his hand would pick up the rice and eat it. Otherwise, the Myaung-po, who was punished for fighting with Mi Aye Thein the other week, would have to clean the toilet...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI just ate the soup and ate it. But as you know, the smell was so strong that I wanted to vomit. The smell of boiled eggs was also very bad. Ma Shwe Ma Thi, who used to ask for rice often before, wondered how she could finish the whole bowl this time. But she had to eat it slowly and carefully, otherwise she would be hungry before dinner.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eLunch: Boiled rice with milk, Thakuyo, let's try it in turns today, let's try it as much as we can... Today, I'm going to be empty-handed, it's cold. What can I do, just wait for dinner. Oh... I'm done with dinner. Mother... Why did you leave me in this big mess, knowing about my daughter?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eFor a mother and daughter, not being able to eat what they want as long as they have time is a great suffering. As I swallowed the last bite of rice, I could see my mother's market stall in my mind and I wanted to cry. My mother's market stall, which had two trays, was filled with pork, pork blood, yams, tomatoes, pickled sesame seeds, tea, and various kinds of bread... Oh, how I missed the small shop on my mother's head.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSince she was a child, she could never forget the times when she followed her mother's market stall, picking and choosing, sometimes\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I don't want to wash my hands after eating bamboo shoots. I'm afraid the bamboo smell will disappear from my hands.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"It's so disgusting,\" Ma Kyi Hmwe kissed his hand in a daze. Even thinking about the flavors of the pastries from Mom's market that she had eaten before was gone. \"Die, if you like it that much... Yes, I'll go for it.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“If I could eat bamboo shoots and sleep in the cool rain, it would be a luxury.” San Chit was one of them. Is this praise of bamboo shoots over and over again? For them, it must be yes or no. They would consider eating bamboo shoots and sleeping in the cool rain a great luxury.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI hate the rain... I hate the bamboo that grows in the rain. Just like that... Last July, when it was raining heavily, the Aye Zayet village council sent this women's shelter to Ma.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAt that time, when Mathi and her horse-drawn carriage arrived in front of the mansion, it started to rain. She got off the carriage and stood by the gate without an umbrella, exposed to the rain. The councilwoman, who was also with Mathi and who had come to Mandalay for shopping, also had only one piece of cloth on her head. Her cloth was enough for her whole head. Her husband and the other two councilors also had hats. Mathi only had... a patch of cloth and a bare headscarf...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI wasn't too afraid of the rain. But..... My fever had just started to go away. I was afraid that it would get worse after the rain. I didn't dare to get sick in the unknown place they brought me. Oh.. At that time, I was more afraid of the rain than the cold again, and I was more afraid of the big lock on the door, and I was anxiously watching the council elders with blue briefcases that said \"Kyauk Myaung Township Party Unit Biweekly Meeting\" as they walked in.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhat kind of women's shelter did Mathi come to now? How would she treat Mathi? From the gate, she saw a large courtyard... with large two-story buildings. She could see one or two girls.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAfter a while, an old man who looked like a scoundrel came out and opened the door. A teacher was standing nearby. Mathi and I were taken to a corner room downstairs in the barracks and asked to sit down. It was a very nice room with glass cabinets and chairs. It looked like the teacher's office...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"That's right, teacher. My parents are no longer here, and they're not from our village. Someone else came. When I came, he was with his stepfather... and I have to say, I'm sick. That's what teacher...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI want to be rude. I got up and ran to the corner of the room where the big \"Bow\" was written. That way, I wouldn't have to hear what they were saying. Whether the things they were saying were true or not, they were true, very true. But even though I had committed those truths, I really didn't dare to listen.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI wiped the raindrops off my head and face with my hand, staring at the large board with the letters written on it. Their voices could still be heard in the small room.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"The things written on the board are the daily tasks.\" Ah... those are the tasks that the women in that women's shelter have to do. What are they? Mathi is very interested. Yes... If Mathi is accepted by the teacher, she will have to do these tasks in this shelter, right?.......\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Get up at five in the morning and worship.” The problem is, Mathi has never woken up at this time. When my uncle, Ko Tun Tin, brought me, I only woke up at four in the morning when I was on a boat to Kyauktaw. Wait, after worshipping, should I go back to sleep? What’s wrong? Then… “Clean the bed and rooms.” And then… take a bath at seven in the morning.” And then after taking a bath, I’ll come to eat. Well… eat at ten in the morning. Oh… that’s a big problem. Mathi can’t stay up from five to ten. 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Take a photo like a Shan girl, a princess, or a Japanese girl. Look at the photos I've attached here. How beautiful. This is the last one I took in a Lankan dress. But I'll take a photo of you while you're at the Buddha festival. The men over there are preparing it for you, brother. Take a photo of you riding a motorcycle, standing in front of a car, or playing drums? The materials are real, brother, not made of paper.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eShwe Kyaw Ma Aye Khaing has a very shrill voice. She can talk without getting tired. I don't even know if she's breathing. Her voice echoes to where Thin Mar is applying makeup. It's a familiar voice, a familiar voice. Well, I used to shout the same voice from a while ago, but the sun is hot and I'm tired from work, so I'm tired of hearing this voice. In the meantime, she would poke her head through the curtain and shout enthusiastically, \"I'll shoot you with a lamp, sister, I'll shoot you with an actress, sister.\" At such times, Thin Mar's eyebrow pencil or the scarf would suddenly become stiff. Her eyebrows would grow up to her ears, and her round,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThis goldsmith job is with him. Thin Ka Lae is happy with this kind of shouting. She still thinks that she has no problem living in a goldsmith life. I don't know how, Thin Mar and I had to work hard to get through this goldsmith life. I was so tired of the goldsmith life. Like this. In these traveling photo shops, the work is divided into levels for female workers like Thin Mar and I.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe first step, the job I started doing right after I got the job, was to greet people like Aye Khaing and others. It was the lowest and most tiring job among the girls' jobs at the photo shop. I had to stand outside the photo shop all the time and invite people who came to the pagoda festival to take pictures with sweet words. I had to greet people.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThis job looks easy but is very tiring. It is a small job. I have to call you in the morning outside the photo shop, and I have to wait for you to sit down. The job is not easy. I have to call strangers, men and women, whom I have never met before, and tell them to take pictures with my brother, sister, and younger sister. The shop owner is very polite, but he really doesn't talk much when he starts working. When I first started working, I was put under the pressure of the shop owner. I only did \"Brother, sister, do you want to take pictures?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eJust because you're good at it doesn't mean you're not good at it. Like the layout of these traveling photo shops, they take pictures of the girls in various strange clothes and show them the photos they've taken with the best makeup and say, \"Take a picture of me, sister. You look so beautiful with me.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Hey, what about this kind of alms package?” What’s wrong? You can’t just talk to someone and not want to be photographed. It’s not like you’re talking to someone for a long time. People on one side and people on the other side are talking, their hands are pointing at this photo, their mouths are moving, if possible, you should not only take a picture of one person, but also the whole group of people around you, so that the children on your back and the children holding your hand don’t miss out, and you can talk to them with beautiful photos of your grandchildren.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe decorations of the traveling photo booths are also scary. As these traveling photo booths become popular at every gazetteer festival across the country, their decorations are also really scary. The cost is almost a hundred thousand. The settings that have to be carried to make the photo booth look as grand as a palace are not small. The photo booth has to be built like a palace with a wrought iron veranda, glass doors, and a lattice fence that looks like a palace.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eInside, there are two rooms, one for men and one for women, on the left and right sides of the shop. In the remaining space in the middle, there are large tables, chairs, televisions, motorcycles, and cars. A small artificial garden is also prepared. There are also plenty of lights to keep the lights on. The lights are always powered by a private generator.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOnly one. Everything is great. This item\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e For the people, it's still expensive to buy at least two three-ton trucks. Even so, the owner's family drives a Datsun.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Oh.. the entrance to the photo gallery. It's full of photos. That place is a place for golden girls.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAfter the gold rush, the next step is the changing room. In the changing room, the people who will be photographed are given different clothes to wear. They adjust the clothes to fit the different body types. After the photo is taken, they take it off. And the mouth is saying, \"Can I take another picture with this dress?\" In the photo, I have to say how beautiful this dress is and what else.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe next step is the makeup application stage. If it is true that the makeup artists who talk coolly are applying makeup, then Thin Mar and I are makeup artists. That is to say, it is good. For the four, five, and six grade students and Thin Mar, the word teacher is something that makes you want to be proud, and when others hear it, you want to be impressed. But it is really nothing. They are applying makeup with no knowledge. They are applying makeup with a makeup method that any girl can learn by just sitting and watching for ten minutes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIf you have a face, first put a small amount of the local makeup on your cheek. One. You can't put two. The shop owner is sitting next to you and is warning you. Spread the paste all over your face. Then apply red makeup on both cheeks. What is red makeup? It's a mixture of yellow makeup and leftover lipstick that Thin Mar uses. Apply these two types of makeup and then lightly dust with a little bit of powder. Then apply a bold lipstick, draw your eyebrows, and draw your eyelashes with an eyebrow pencil, and your makeup is done. But every girl applies it on her cheeks and chin. Some of them even want to wear false eyelashes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHow can you buy so many sets of false eyelashes for so many people? So, here's the trick. I drew a small eyelash line on my eyelid with a hand-held eyebrow pencil. It doesn't look bad in the photo. The most important thing when applying makeup is to be fast. You have to be able to apply one eyelash after another quickly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe last step is hair styling. It is the highest level of work among the girls in the photo studio, but it is not very rewarding. You have to style the hair with ready-made hairstyles and make it look good. But you have to clip the hair in front to fit the face of the person who will be photographed. Here too, you have to be fast. You have to do it one by one. You also have to handle the hairstyles so that they are not damaged. Well, that's how the jobs are divided into levels. The younger ones are a little more comfortable, but they try to move up the ranks. The salary is the same for the older ones.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe golden and cold one is one hundred.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Mya Mya Win and others who changed clothes were also one hundred.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Thinmar and I also put on a lot of makeup.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e There are also hundreds of people who do hair for our smiling mothers.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThis hundred rupees of rice is enough to feed two meals. 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We took pictures in that sleep and didn't take them off before leaving. There were a lot of people. The last days of the Buddhist festival are very crowded. People who take pictures also come more on such days. People don't stop until twelve o'clock at night. Thin Mar and I only slept for an hour.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Yes, it’s a quick photo of you. If you’re going to take it now, come here after the morning party. It’s ready. It’s not much, sister. A colored postcard costs sixteen kyats. Come on, sister, come in this way.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAye Khaing's voice is even more hoarse because of Aunty Myint's voice. This girl is also sleep deprived and has to work hard, and her voice is getting hoarse. Ma Shwe Aye Khaing must have given her some encouragement. 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He had enough for himself besides the rickshaw fare. He would have a beer, go home, eat a big meal and go to sleep. He whistled in his golden dream and happily rang the bell three times, even though there was no one in front of him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs he reached the bend in the market street, he slammed on the brakes in panic. \"A crowd!\" He suddenly felt very nervous.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Did you get hit by a car? What happened?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eImpossible. If a car hit them, people wouldn't be shouting and cheering like this. Is it a Kathina... or a Buddhist temple... Impossible. The car was a BM. So he slowed down the rickshaw and approached the BM. He saw the actors in the movie he had seen before...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Ko Shwe Mee... Let's make him laugh, let's act... He's very funny. You know...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Reassure me.... In this one, I'm going to laugh out loud as if there's a huge army marching on the walls...Reassure me\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The audience around him burst into laughter. The actor, named Qaewdang, stood up again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Don't make me laugh too much. I'll wake up at night laughing and laughing, so the man will get suspicious and beat me up.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Aung Ma...my dear, my dear. I'm only interested in laughing.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The people around them burst out laughing again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"So...that's great. That guy named Towa is also looking for old ladies...don't ask if this guy is tall.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The people around laughed at the old woman. The old woman was embarrassed. Her face turned red and she laughed too.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"If it's too long, I'll pay you with my sister.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Oh...what are you thinking, old lady? If you think about old ladies, you're wrong. You're talking nonsense. This guy can talk at length when he's talking about funny things. It's OK with you, old lady. Hey, man...my Aungthwe is drunk.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThey laughed. The bully slapped the golden head with his thigh, making a sound and hitting it so hard that it hurt. The audience below\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e They laughed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Then...don't take it from me, take the tape, old lady. This guy just glued it and then tore it...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Huh...what's wrong?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Pull the old woman's head to her chest and look for hair like this...if you find it, it's a rip-off.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"What if I don't find a million...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"If you don't find a million, you'll be broke.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e They are playing with a vague and vague tone. They are the supporting characters who are transferred from the stage to the film, so they are all equal. The compromise is good. It is like a small stage play for the audience under the car.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAt that moment, the B-600 four-wheeled vehicle with the pumpkin and lotus seeds arrived, causing the audience to turn their attention to that direction. They cheered, followed, and had a great time.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Kokari... Where are you going to shoot?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"On the Moon\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What is the name of the car?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Don't do it for nothing\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Princess, princess...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Mother Le Hnyin and Brother Le Oh...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI don't want anyone to come and talk to me, to laugh at me, and to leave this big car. As much fun as it is at the window, there are five people sitting quietly in the back of the car. No one greets them. They have long beards, mustaches, sideburns, and big faces, and they seem to be dissatisfied with something.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Heh...heh.... Isn't the guy sitting behind you the guy who killed the actor in the movie \"Love Without Borders\"?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes... it's scary.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"You guys don't really kill for movies. It's just acting...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Oh... I can't stand looking at these big shapes... They're so scary...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOh..when they act so well, people think they are mean and horrible, and they hate them. When they act poorly, the director is angry. Just because of his hobby....I was really looking forward to a movie where the actor plays a villain.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e There are two people waiting like Yaksha.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThey were waiting with bated breath. The crew was loading the camera and crane equipment onto the back of the car. The actor and actress hadn't arrived yet. The rest of the crew was already in the car.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Hey, big guy... go and get Aung Win.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAung Win is the cameraman. Director U Tin knew there would be problems from the beginning of the planning for this film. The actor is now a rising star in the 1980s. All his films are loved by young audiences. The actress was a star in 1959 and even won an Academy Award. If a new actor works with her, she usually gets a role because she is good at it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe problem is that both of them are at the peak of their success, so there is no film that the two of them have made together. It can't be adjusted. Director U Tin Ko adjusted this. The story can be driven. There are four films that he has made that have won Academy Awards. His turn has not yet come. He takes out a cigarette and gives birth. Aung Win arrives.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Can I get some lighting, Aung Win?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I think we’ll have another forty-five minutes, sir. There’s no cloud. But the sun is going down.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Big point...big point....come and try it\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes, sir.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Take a rickshaw to a house where you can make a phone call. Make a phone call to both of them. There's no time left, come quickly. Tell them I ordered...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The manager of the show, Mark, ran away, carrying a large bag.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"It's hard...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes, sir.... They'll be together no matter what. If you come and tell me, it's too late. They're both close...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Aung Win...I'm planning this matter. Whatever you say, just send it to me. I'm working here. Anything that's not work-related has nothing to do with me...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe road was just a small road. On one side were five large houses and large courtyards, and in front was the largest house. It was like a private road for the eleven houses. In the road, a small Fiat was parked next to it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the car, the famous actor Zaw Latt.... He is reading the script carefully. The script was written by the director himself, so it is perfect. There are roles where he will have to take risks. There are also roles where he will have to suffer. In the first part, he has to gain the trust of the audience. In the second part, he has to gain the trust of the audience. In the last part, he has to gain the compassion of the audience.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe hard part is that actress. I've never acted with her before. I know that she's good at acting because I've seen her movies. She's a smart actress. Sometimes she takes on roles that would otherwise be played by other supporting actors. Even though she's in the lead role, the audience doesn't notice. The actress doesn't know either.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe problem is that this movie is a mix of action and adventure. No matter how hard he tries, if she doesn't come along, he'll die. Meanwhile..\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Brother...brother.... His car has passed, brother.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Are you sure, Ayemin?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Ha... I know his little box car. He's in the front seat. In a green shirt. His mom's in the back...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eZaw Latt, feeling a little lazy, lit a three-pack of cigarettes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I'll drive when I run out of these cigarettes...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The driver in front of the car, Aka, nodded. Zaw Latt rubbed his head gently, then lit a cigarette and looked at his watch.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs soon as Ma Soe Moe's car arrived and she got out of the car, the crowd of people who had gathered around the comedians ran towards the actress. They shouted her name and greeted her. Some of the policemen even grabbed her arms and hands. The mother behind the actress got angry and shouted in a motherly voice.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"How are you...? I don't want to talk...you know? Heh... ...don't touch me too much. I'm getting angry.... Aw...don't touch me...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The boys from the crew forced their way in and cleared the way. May Soe Moe smiled and waved to all the fans as she entered and went to Director U Tin Ko. The crew had to surround the fans to prevent them from entering.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"The water heater is broken, so I had to turn on the kettle and take a shower, so I'm late. I'm sorry, sir.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The actress raised her hands and smiled. The director looked up at the sky. He couldn't help but hold the sun in his hands.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Mum...please give me an auto....for a memory”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Give me a shot, my daughter too.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Hey...tell me to get a tattoo too. Daw Kalama.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I'll give you a shot. When you get in the car, give everyone a shot.\" \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\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45568749338773,"sku":"","price":1800.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_da49513f-858a-4e1e-b637-02430faebf95.jpg?v=1730210833"},{"product_id":"နီကိုရဲ-လွယ်အိတ်ထဲကအလွဲများ","title":"Nico - Mistakes in the Bag","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Now, everyone, put your bags on the seat.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe teacher's voice made Pauk Si and I tremble. The class also went silent from the silence. When I turned around, I saw a bee-catcher standing there with her hands folded, her face pale and her lips open. I knew. This guy was dirty, but I couldn't do anything. Amidst the clatter of bags, Pauk Si and I were also loaded with bags. But our fear wasn't in the bags. It was in Hla Hla Soe and Phyu Phyu Than's bags.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I came to report that Than Zaw’s fifty dollars were missing. I’ll check all the bags. I have to stay in front of my own bag. I can’t get up. Don’t you know I don’t like that? I’ll remember it only after I die.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe teacher's anger made the whole class quieter. Even though they didn't take it personally, there were worried looks on every student's face. The teacher was already angry. The only one who didn't lose his face was that bee. I know, this guy didn't lose fifty bucks. He was deliberately trying to hurt us both.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI'm going to talk about this guy and the two of us.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThis account's real name is Kyaw Myint, who graduated from the school of bread and butter. While playing, about ten bees swarmed around this account, so this account's name became Bee Trap. This guy and I don't get along. I don't remember where the disagreement started. Was it while we were playing fistfights, or while we were playing hide and seek? Something, something.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt's not just the two of us. There are many people in the class who don't like him. This guy is tall, dark-skinned, and has narrow eyes. His face is never the kind of face that smiles. This guy is taller than me, so he wants to be with me, but he doesn't dare to be with me because he has a big chest. So the bee has been watching us for a long time.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003ePauk Si's real name is Win Oo. Their father used to sell pauk si, so he called him pauk si. Actually, this guy should not be called pauk si, but rather a lizard. This guy is very good at catching lizards. He doesn't need to make a net on the top of a palm tree like we do. When he sees a lizard, he just stands close to the tree and catches it. This lizard is as fast as a snake.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy friend Pauk Si likes Hla Hla Soe. He likes her in a certain way. It starts with meeting Hla Hla Soe. When Hla Hla Soe meets her again, Pauk Si smiles happily. “If Hla Hla Soe stays like this, she won’t be beautiful. She will only be beautiful if she fights.” Hla Hla Soe also fights. When Pauk Si is taking a bath, she usually feeds him peanut butter and other things. So Pauk Si and I start, and Hla Hla Soe and her friend Phyu Phyu Than fight each other again. The bee hive can’t see such lovely happiness, it’s not jealous.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAbout four days ago, a bee came to me with a note on my back that said, \"You're crazy.\" Hla Hla Soe and I knew right away. After evening school, I came back and saw the big note on the bee's back, and it went all the way home. Since then, this hatred has been growing on us.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThis morning, Pauk Si consulted with me.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Sara.. I can't wait to start Hla Hla Soe.\"\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 When I asked again, Pauk Si fell silent. This guy is like that. He thinks a lot when he does something.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"He doesn't get so angry when I start.. When I start, he gets really angry at me and he's happy when he lets out his anger.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"So how do you want to start?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e This guy calmed down again. Then he acted like he was thinking. Actually, this guy was thinking. As is his habit, he paused for a moment before speaking.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"When I finish eating, I'll catch a lizard and put it in my bag.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Ha.. If you don't know, I'll call you.. I'll think about something else.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I don't know.. I'll put it carefully in my bag so I can find out when I get home.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e That's where the problem starts.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAfter lunch, Pauk Si and I each ate one fried chicken and then chased lizards among the trees behind the school. We caught four of them, but that was still a lot. Pauk Si caught and killed the lizards that we caught. The lizards that were caught were shaking their legs and arms, and when they stopped, Pauk Si put them in his pocket...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"If you were me, I would run away.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Before the school bell rang, the bee saw Hla Hla Soe and Phyu Phyu Than putting two chameleons in a bag. We didn't care about him because we didn't have anything to do with him. Now he's up and making trouble. His trick is that we can't escape even if we run away together.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThey went to the teacher and said that the money was not really missing, but that it was missing. When the girls checked the bags, they found a lizard in the bag, and we were all set. They were gone.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe teacher checked each bag carefully. She took out all the books, turned over the papers, and did everything. The strange thing was that the teacher didn't check the girls' class first. After checking about four classes, when she reached the fifth class, Baya-ak stood up.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Ma'am.. I have fifty dollars from home.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Why... did you give it to me from your house?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes, sir.\" \"How much?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Fifty\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The teacher was very calm. She also looked at the fried rice with a very firm and firm look.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Kyaung Myint, why did you lose fifty... Why did you give me fifty from your house... You haven't told me about the money since you said it was lost, but now that the war is about to begin, why are you telling me about it? Take your bag and go to the front.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe whole class became quieter. The eyes that were surrounding Baya-ak were suspicious. We were the only two who believed Baya-ak. It was just a coincidence. 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Nga Yu calmly picked up the envelope that was placed next to the chess board and stuffed it into his jeans pocket, but Khin Soe angrily stepped in and stopped him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What are you doing? It's not over yet. Don't do any psychological warfare, Nga Yu...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"That's what they said, you don't know how to play chess. Now, which square will you move your king to... Move it to the square you like... It's done...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"There's still one empty space on h 8...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Then I'll play chess from the queen h 7...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Light...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Don't knock, Khin Soe... I didn't capture from f5, I just made your h7 with a bishop... Let's practice...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Damn.... It hurts... I had to take it with my vagina...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e As soon as Khin Soe finished speaking, the chess board in front of him suddenly shook with a “wow.” Many onlookers were shocked. It was because Nga Yu kicked the board with his foot.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Khin Soe... don't tell me that it's a woman's mind, you can explain it any way you like... Come on...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNga Yu broke his silence and stood in the wide open space in front of the tea shop, looking at Khin Soe. Khin Soe looked at Nga Yu, not knowing what to do.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Yes, Khin Soe... We are playing a legal challenge. If you lose, don't say such and such things. I'm sorry, Nga Yu... We apologize.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Okay, Myat Zaw... I'll give that guy Khin Soe a piece of my sister \"May Lay\"'s T-shirt as a gift... And if there are any more Nga Ti who want to challenge me, let's make arrangements... Kyi accepts whatever they give, Nga Yu doesn't refuse Kyi, and he doesn't choose where he wants to go... OK, I'm leaving...”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEveryone surrounded Nga Yu who quickly jumped onto the racing bike.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What are you talking about, women, who are losing because you're weak in religion? It's just a joke... You're also crazy...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Huh... I'm just saying it's a girl because it's a girl...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Then you left when he challenged you...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Go and try, win or lose, will I be the one to leave...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Don’t talk nonsense, Khin Soe... If you really have the courage, I’ll give you another chance to fight Nga Yu for money. I’m a state school champion in wushu, a university elite in taekwondo, and I’ve been called to teach kung fu because I love it... Now…”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"No need... The rooster doesn't crow, the sun doesn't rise. In the end, a woman is a woman...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Aye... If you dare to say that in front of Nga Yu, you'll be fined thirty thousand...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Everyone surrounded Khin Soe, who was shaking his head at Myat Zaw's words.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eYu Yu Tun is a girl in her 19th year. However, Yu Yu Tun has never considered herself a girl. The word “girl” is something she has heard but never seen, and if she has seen it, it is something she has only heard of.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSince childhood, his behavior has been completely and clearly a boy. His belongings... his toys... his clothes... were all boyish things. He never wore, touched, or used girlish things.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eTherefore, in a human life where the mind is the leader, the rest of the body follows the energy of the mind, so Nga Yu is as strong as a boy. He can do many sports that only boys can do.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe took classes in boxing, running, swimming, and mountain climbing. It's no wonder that Yu Yu Tun, who does the same things that boys do with a manly mind, has a boyish body.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThis did not happen by chance. It was the result of a precise combination of many circumstances... many factors.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Yu Yu Tun's father was a soldier.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe soldier was a brave soldier who had won many police awards while in the army. Major Tin Yu was famous for avoiding the armed forces of the other side if they were clever. When that soldier got married... if he had a child... he would be crazy about his son.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe will teach his son the fighting skills he learned late. He will be a \"son\" who obeys rules and orders from a young age. He will be a \"son\" who knows all the fighting techniques when he grows up.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHowever, fate, which usually follows its own course, did not follow anyone's wishes. Major Tin Yu's wife did not give birth to a son, but only a daughter.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAt the military hospital, he was not allowed to enter the room because he was not a son but a daughter. He was sad all day and drank. He was unlucky enough to have another child, but his wife died when his daughter was one year old. He was not interested in love anymore, so he lived with his daughter.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eU Tin Yu created the son that fate had not given him. Ever since he could speak, he never called him “daughter” but only “son.” He never wore a girl’s shirt, but even wore boy’s clothes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eFrom the time he was born and learned to walk, he would not run if he fell, and when he was called, he would say \"bya\". When he reached the age of playing, he was not allowed to play with girls, but was bought boys' toys and was only trained to play with boys. Since he had no mother to teach him closely, Ma Yu Yu Tun became Nga Yu.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA child who loves his father and relies on him alone becomes a father who wants to be loved. He was so cute when he was a child. When he became an adult, things were not normal. The boyish instinct he was born with from a young age has taken over him to the point where he no longer remembers the word girl.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSo Nga Yu thought like a boy and acted like a boy. He hated and destroyed all the feminine marks on his body.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe lips of the children who were holding the egg were wiped with betel leaves. The children with slender and plump arms were forced to play wushu. They were forced to play kung fu. They were forced to do taekwondo. Their straight and strong hair was thrown around their ears.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNga Yu thinks like a boy, gets angry like a boy. He gets excited like a boy, and loves like a boy. Therefore, Nga Yu, who is called Yu Yu Htun, hates himself the most.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt's true that he doesn't want the word \"woman\" to exist in him at all. He wants the word \"woman\" to exist outside of him. That's why Nga Yu wants to love girls like a lover.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Now, after the chess match, it was time for his girlfriend to drop off for tutoring, so he had to pedal his bike hard to get her to finish her tutoring.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe girl named Nwe La Min makes his heart beat faster. With a smile, he continues to dream. Nga Yu has to step on the deep hollow of Nwe La Min's plump cheeks this evening to jump into it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe summer moon is cloudless. It should shine brightly in the high sky, but there are few distractions. But Nga Yu likes to have such distractions. Nga Yu prefers to have a little arm wrestling and a little wrestling match before he can possess his lover.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSo he felt like he had found true love.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It was only 4:05 when we arrived at Nwe La Min's tutoring room. It was half an hour early. He had been very wrong in his assessment of Khin Soe. He had thought that Khin Soe would be able to withstand his attack until the Ending. Now, the match was over in the middle of the match. \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":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45568756777109,"sku":"","price":2250.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_71e27bef-beb7-44c5-b412-d02f046ca239.jpg?v=1730210870"},{"product_id":"နီကိုရဲ-ဘနာ","title":"Nicol - Benar","description":"\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Chapter (1)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Don't stress me out, if possible, don't stress me out... Please take care of your own business...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Ba's scream seemed to startle everyone in the company.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHowever, this was a temporary shock. The company went back to its normal routine of doing its job and doing its job.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The girl, who had been upset with Ko Ba for not having arranged to plant flowers at Ko Ba's wedding, only glanced at Ko Ba's cry and continued her work.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSo... Koba nodded to continue his work.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e But he couldn't care less about the company's statistics. What he had in mind was his wife, Mae Khin.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe loves “Khin”. At first, he had believed that “Khin” would love “Ba”. Now, Ko Ba thought that “Khin” no longer loved “Ba”. He was right as he thought. That was why Ko Ba cried out.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eActually... Ko Ba is not good at shouting like this. He is just an ordinary clerk in the company he works for now. He has people to fear. And... there are people to love. There are people to fear and not to fear, and there are people to love and not to love.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It is.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e This is not just a writing job at the company. It's the same everywhere.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNow... he had just woken up and was working without any reason. Very few people would know that that cry was for his beloved \"B\".\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Koba... Teacher, please wait a moment...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The new clerk, who had just been hired a week ago, spoke to him sternly, \"Teacher,\" and he felt sad.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHowever, since he is a good-natured person, isn't that how he is used to it? And since \"the teacher called\" meant that the manager of their company called him, Ko Ba had to get up from his seat.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Ba forgot about you for a moment and turned off his phone.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eYes, I'm in love, but when I'm going to meet someone older than me, my phone rings, right?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e So, Ko Ba forgot about Khin for a moment, forgot about his feelings for a moment, and went to the teacher's room.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKo Ba called him \"Teacher\", but that teacher was only (4) years younger than Ko Ba. However... that teacher was handsome. He was taller than Ko Ba. When he spoke, he always smiled and spoke.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Among men, I think they would say that he has the kind of appearance that girls usually like.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHis name is also “Zaw Myo Khant.” The whole office affectionately calls him “Ko Khant.” He also calls himself “Saya Khant” by this name, so they call him to his room where people can’t see him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Don't call me teacher.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I call you with respect\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"That's why I told you not to call me. I'll just say it plainly. I love you in this company. You're simple, stupid, and full of mistakes, just like me.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Ha... the teacher said, I...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Okay.. what I said is not true?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"That's right, teacher...\" \"Please call me...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What should I call it?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"When we're alone, I just call you Ko Khant.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes, sir.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Ha... you did it again.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e They both laughed heartily. That day, Ko Khant offered him coffee. He became even more fond of Ko Khant for being so attentive to a clerk like him, who was nothing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Now... Ko Khant is calling him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe... went to Ko Khant's room with a feeling of worry in his heart.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e There is no fear.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Khant and he were friends who had been married for the same month. However, Ko Khant had never seen “Mother Khin” and he had never seen Ko Khant’s wife.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThey'll think \"it's too much\" because they've never seen the wife of their boss or the wife of their company's boss.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He went on the day of Ko Khant's wedding.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It was a very grand wedding, so he was just a simple attendee. He saw Ko Khant and his wife from a distance. But he didn't get a chance to talk.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThere's no blame on Ko Khant either. He had to entertain a lot of guests, so his smile was so strange that you couldn't tell who he was smiling at, so I thought it was a bad idea to invite him, so he ate the food and returned.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e A week after Ko Khant's wedding, he also married \"Mother\".\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBut Ko Khant didn't come to their wedding.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It's because they're on their honeymoon, whether it's Japan or Australia.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Therefore, they are close colleagues who I don't see his wife, and he doesn't see my wife.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNow that he has called me, I enter his room.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e When he entered, his teacher, \"Khant,\" was talking to a caste man, and while he was still standing, Teacher Khant nodded his head in greeting and pointed to an empty seat next to him, so he went in and sat down without saying a word.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I understand that this happened to me. But how can they understand that there are about twenty people on the board of this company?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Sir Khant, you are the eldest here, so can’t you explain it in a way that they understand?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs soon as Castenmar finished speaking, the teacher laughed heartily, and he couldn't understand what was going on, and he sat there in a daze, unable to bear it anymore, and he left.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I’ll tell you something, Ko Zaw Win, I’m not the boss, I’m an employee. This company is owned by a private company, but employees are the boss’s servants. 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He was just sitting there, not getting out of bed, but enjoying the morning air, feeling the warmth of the morning air, and thinking.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn his dream, he was on a battlefield. In his dream, the war seemed to be like World War I. The soldiers in the long line of marching men in front of him were firing rifles.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe soldiers on the side were pushing the big guns on the cart wheels with great force. He was... riding a beautiful, well-built brown horse, the kind you always see in cowboy cars. The horse was moving slowly and steadily.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHowever... the road they were marching on was the winding road in front of Thingangyun, the same road he had climbed as a child, and the helmet he was wearing was not a German or English helmet, but a helmet worn by Burmese generals.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe sound of horses neighing beside him, the sound of hundreds of people trampling through the pouring rain, the sound of heavy cart wheels rattling and pushing. He remembered that his helmet was too big for his head and often came loose, so he still held it in place with one hand.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAt that moment, there was a loud explosion... a loud scream, and he saw four or five soldiers marching in front of him, falling down with a thud. The whole world around him was in chaos, and he jumped off his horse and rolled into a nearby trench. Bullets were raining down on the ground in front of his trench. He shouted orders, pulled out a pistol from his belt and fired.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBut the bullet didn't go out. What was in his hand was not a pistol, but an eggplant. He saw the huge sight and was shocked, sweating profusely, and his heart was pounding.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I'm dead,\" he thought, when a man rolled into his trench. He looked in horror and saw that it was Arnold. Arnold threw his machine gun in his hand, causing it to explode, and then ran back into the trench. Arnold was also armed with guns. He was happy.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Hey Arnold... please give me a gun.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Why should I give it?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eArnold shouted as he ducked under the bullets that had just landed in front of the trench. The dust that had come out hit his face. It entered his mouth. The surroundings were filled with screams, shouts, and gunfire. He spat out the sand that had entered his mouth and screamed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Hey Arnold, give me a try... because my gun is a tomato.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eArnold ignored his shouts and climbed onto the trench and started shooting again. He wanted to fight. He wanted to shoot too.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Hey, Arnold. Give me a hand... We're all going to die. You know... Give me a gun.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eArnold looked at him in disappointment, then pulled the pistol from his belt with a \"click\" sound and threw it away. He grabbed the gun that had \"read\" into his hand with Sonmotion, and stood up amidst the bullets, firing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHowever... his gun didn't fire like Arnold's guns, but the bullet just went out with a \"pop\" sound like it had when he was young, and landed about a foot in front of him. He was losing his nerve, getting angry. At that moment, a bomb landed in front of him with a \"pop\". He screamed in shock and jumped into the air, his heart racing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe woke up because of that \"oh\" scream. He was covered in sweat. His chest was throbbing. His whole body was numb. First, he was very happy to know that he was not dead. Second, he was helpless to know that it was a dream. Why was the gun in his hand like an eggplant? Why were the bullets he fired like they were piercing the frame?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe was dissatisfied with the dream state that was nothing when he changed from dream to waking consciousness. If he had known that he was dreaming only five minutes ago, he would have\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He would have grabbed Arnold from the side, grabbed his gun, and run into the bullets without any fear, and shot him dead. But in the dream, he was afraid.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThis...is a dream. As soon as he realized that he couldn't die, he forced himself to go back to sleep and try to make that dream come true. He tried to. But...he couldn't. In his mind, he could only hear the chirping of birds. He could only hear the sound of a car driving down the road. He could only hear his mother's voice from the kitchen downstairs and the sound of spoons and plates. \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":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45568759267477,"sku":"","price":1620.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_bbffcd62-9627-44d5-80e1-cd3d26c15c1a.jpg?v=1730210911"},{"product_id":"နီကိုရဲ-နှလုံးသားနှင့်ကန်တဲ့ဘောလုံး၃","title":"Nico - Football with Heart (3)","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen they looked at the starting lineup for the Manchester United-Arsenal match and saw that Arsenal had only fielded substitutes, Ni Xiaobai and the three of them realized that Arsene Wenger had made a fool of himself.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt was clear that Arsene Wenger was only trying to gain possession, and he showed with his bench that he was focused on winning the Premier League this year. Manchester United came out with a full four-man squad and a great performance.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt was clear from the moment the lineup was released that the match was going to be bad, but in Myanmar there were people who said they would watch Manchester United vs. Laos, so they only showed the Manchester United match.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e So Ni Xiaopai and I are also Manchester United.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEven so, those who are unhappy that Manchester United don't have Ronaldo are still unhappy. Arsenal have Whitey and Traore in the attacking line-up, with a combination of Banderas and da Silva. In midfield, they have Fabregas and Silva.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e As they started playing, Arsenal faced Manchester United with a system of no-man's land, no-draw, no-punch, no-miss.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Wenger has completely lost the FA Cup, Arsenal's midfield is not playing football, it's like they're practicing football.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Manchester United will play hard, Ferguson will want to win the game mentally. Arsene Wenger will tell his men to give up easily.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eManchester United, who had been pressing the attack since the start of the game, should have scored in the 16th minute when Anderson headed in from a corner, but it was Rooney who had the advantage. After hearing the loud “Do” cheers, the crowd was left with a mix of criticism and praise. Ni Xiaobai and the three players were also disappointed that they could not find an effective critic.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e(1) After conceding a goal, Arsenal pressed back as usual, but they were either going to break down in midfield or, if they didn't, they were going to break down in midfield, so it was like reading the Myanmar edition of the Manchester United goalkeeper and Van der Sar. The middle was not stable, and the football was like a courtship with Manchester United.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"After Manchester United score the second (1) goal, the game will improve. Arsenal will play with the principle of giving (2) goals and getting (1) back. Manchester United will score (1) more goal soon, so the game will be good to watch.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe was energetic, had a clear voice, and was more interested in watching the game than winning or losing. When Ni Xiaobai and I looked over, we saw a young man in his 30s, wearing a light brown sweater and a light blue shirt. This time, Ni Xiaobai and I were not just studying the criticism, but also the personality and age. While they were shaking hands, they heard the sound of “Do” again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMany people didn't watch it because it was an unexpected goal. They didn't notice it and had to watch it on replay. Nani came from the left wing and the Arsenal defender did his job. Nani also took a step forward and headed the ball into the net, which was blocked by a header from the far post, giving the second goal.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"We'll have to see if Arsenal score a goal. Arsene Wenger's new players don't have much experience and skill, so they're more likely to come from the middle of the pitch.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Because of that man's words, many of the nearby spectators became quite interested in the competition. They also took that man's words seriously.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"How can I avoid it? The game was bad, but his comments were good.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"He's not a football commentator, he's just a presenter on this show, he's making the show fun to watch.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Oh, I like it, Maung Ni, I need someone like that too.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"That's right, my dear.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"If you compare the youth teams, it's true that the Manchester United youth team is better than the Arsenal youth team. Arsene Wenger didn't discipline his youth team with words, but with a football match that he didn't need. If he had to organize a match like this for his new players, would it be easy to challenge Manchester United?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Yes, this kind of versatility is needed in football, and I respect you for seeing that.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I think this is because I know their customs. Their people are not people who believe in fate. They don't think about fate. If they lose, it's never because they're unlucky. They lose because they should lose, and we're the only ones in Asia who believe in fate.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Good, you think so\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“And their people are not people who give up easily. See? There is a saying that even if you retreat after losing a battle, you retreat successfully. If you take that into account, this match is obvious.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"So what about Manchester United...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Manchester United are clearly going to win, they lost to Tottenham so Ferguson needs to win mentally. And aren't Arsenal a bitter rival in the Premier League? So Ferguson will see a win as a morale booster for his men.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEven as the negotiations were going on, Manchester United took the third when Nani scored a goal that was deemed offside (replays clearly showed he was competing with the ball) with his left foot into the far right corner of the net. The shot, which was parried with his right foot, was a beautiful header.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBefore the first episode ended, Shawn asked a member of the audience about Ghost, whom they liked.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Ha... He watches football differently. He talks about football matches in a very systematic way. It's really good to listen to him when he talks about matches he's already watched together.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"He often reminds me of the beautiful little things I never mentioned.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Does he come to see you every day like this?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Sometimes he doesn't come, I think he watches at home. He has his own TV at home, but he never watches at home. He comes here to watch, he's bored watching at his house.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Ah... So this person's house is rich, right?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Ah... he's rich, he's famous in this neighborhood. And this guy is educated, he can read English books. He knows the history of Arsenal, Liverpool, Chelsea, Blackburn, those teams, but...\" \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":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45568759562389,"sku":"","price":1620.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_81d24580-227f-47d1-8ea9-2c2772b5a20b.jpg?v=1730210920"},{"product_id":"နီကိုရဲ-နှလုံးသားနှင့်ကန်တဲ့ဘောလုံး၂","title":"Nico - Football with Heart (2)","description":"\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Mindfulness (one)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It's true that he can't look at his wife...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBut since he was at fault in the problem, he had to stop at a level where he couldn't watch it without being allowed to make a fuss. I'm satisfied.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe issue of him and his wife being a ladybug is a matter of money, as is customary for married couples. He also gave his wife a ladybug in full, hiding only a portion of the clothes he had sold for the video and collecting the rest of the money. He gave it all, but it was also a housewarming gift, so it was more than ten thousand won.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHis money, which was hidden by both scent and shadow, was hidden in a place where the lady could not find it. Don't think about places where the lady could not find it. The place where he hid the money was very safe. He put it in the folds of his wife's patik suit that she had just finished sewing last week. Who would wear a large patik suit that had been sewn at a cost of eighteen thousand won at home? Wouldn't he wear it only after a party? Even if he was at a party, the head of the house would know, so he just took it out when the lady was taking a bath before going to the party. If the lady was suspicious, where would she look in her belongings? She would only look in her men's belongings. Doesn't it belong to her......\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe can easily deflect a ball between two people, just like he can easily deflect a bucket of water between his wife and mother-in-law. He has 15 ways to make money by making a lot of money between his wife and mother-in-law. If you want, contact him through Forever. If you get 10 more ways, he will even make a whole book. The 15 ways I have now do not include the method of adding a new shirt. That method is unreliable.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eLook... I came back from watching the football game in the evening, and the lady\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e If you say something without reason, it will go away if the other party doesn't respond... He doesn't know what to say next. The lady chip is playing defensively.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Today's doctor...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI didn't know who to tell him and went out to the TV in front of the house. His wife's style is not to attack at all, but to avoid defense. If I were to be at a disadvantage, he would also take advantage.... What can I do with this..\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I found money in your shirt, didn't I...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"See you later..\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA fierce defender. He said it as if it was not important while watching the doctor's drama. His face was like the face of Chelsea manager Mourinho on the day of the game against Wigan. I can't stand to look at him...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Then give it back...I left it because I had something to do...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Why do I have to give it back? If you kept it because you had something to do, why didn't you tell me from the beginning...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I don't know if the money is there or not.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"On the left... What are you doing? Hey... Look... This guy is really mean. He always gets the doctor into trouble. He doesn't say anything. He's a really mean guy. I was watching the doctor on TV and started teasing him. I couldn't watch it anymore, but I endured it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Football game..\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Football game... Football game... What are you doing...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Balloon..\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Oh... I've lost, I've paid the woman the price, but she's betting hundreds of thousands of baht on the football game... Oh... That's right, I've lost now, I won't give it back...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I won't lose...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"If I could, I would live on my own money... I'll keep this for my child...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I don't know if I'll lose or not... I can't win or not yet, I haven't placed my bet yet, so if I lose, I'll immediately pay it so that I don't lose my dignity.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"No... I'm hiding...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Huh... If I were to hide, there are so many places I could hide myself... I wonder if I could put it in your shirt, you think about it...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThis made the lady quiet for a moment. This phrase was coined according to the situation. It's the same with betting on football.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"How much do you bet per game...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Ten thousand, twenty thousand.... I'm bored...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Then take about thirty thousand... I'll keep the rest for the baby...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He had to think about one thing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt's not bad to get this much compared to just being empty-handed. I'll have to take the rest back.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Give me forty thousand...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"No, only thirty thousand.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Okay...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe said nothing more and was satisfied. I thought about how I could get the rest of the money back and came up with a solution. Yes. I could get it back through a football match. If you want to know how, read The Complete Story (2). \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":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45568760217749,"sku":"","price":1350.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_1a67caff-62f6-438c-8fc7-9c89fd4a022c.jpg?v=1730210932"},{"product_id":"နီကိုရဲ-နှလုံးသားထဲကဲွက်၀င်နေသည်","title":"Nico - A rat is in my heart","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e There are three questions in a person's life that their soul asks loudly, without anyone hearing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Those (3) questions are...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eQuestions asked by your environment, questions asked by your age, and questions asked by your emotional state.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I think that answering those three questions correctly is the only way to face life.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen you are over 30 and unmarried, those three questions suddenly come together at a point where they become one big question, and it becomes a very difficult question to answer.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e When faced with that question...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt's good to be shocked and shaken. We often suffer silently, not knowing how to respond.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Some interviewees got into trouble by randomly answering that question.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Some people ask different questions and get different answers, which can make things worse.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSome people stole the answer from someone else, leaving them confused about which answer is right or wrong.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The answer to that question is \"Are you still single?\" and everyone who is asked that question usually smiles.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e But that's not really the end...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI can't laugh, I can't scream, I can't cry, so laughing and crying are just two folds of my pursed lips.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Now, at 33 years old, I too am faced with that question.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I smiled.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I didn't like that smile, so I replied like this.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA mouse and a girl helped me complete my answer.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e A mouse is just a creature that doesn't matter much in a person's life.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Even though a tiger is a cat, a cat is a mouse, a mouse is not a tiger, so it is not a scary creature for a person.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn his novel The Plague, French writer Albert Camus described a terrifying plague that afflicted entire cities with rats and caused the deaths of tens of thousands of people.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e However, since science has conquered the plague, rats have become creatures that can no longer harm humans.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e However...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA man had a rat in his heart. That's why he felt like he was going crazy.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e A rat that has caused trouble for the last time, a person... is just a reminder of love.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e A rat that bites wherever it finds itself, when it enters the heart... \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":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":41958457475221,"sku":"","price":3150.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_b1be0014-dfd3-4395-b5d8-041cd124b5d2.jpg?v=1730210957"},{"product_id":"နီကိုရဲ-နှင်းဆီစီးချင်း","title":"Niko - Roses in the Rain","description":"\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Chapter (1)\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Fish\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eLin smiled as she watched the small cork tree, which was still and motionless in the green pond among the sugarcane, the sedge, and the water moss.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIs that smile at a fish that has never seen the water that has not come to his bait? Or is it just himself, staring blankly at the cork that has not been dipped once in three days? If not, then... a fishing rod, a pack of cigarettes, five slices of bread and butter, a Zippo lighter, and a fish that has never been caught by a fish that has come to the pond by the railroad tracks to buy a bottle of water... No one can tell if he is smiling at him or at the other fishing companions who have never had a fish.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe issue of fishing for ling tangs is just a resistance to the lazy attacks of those who have passed their second year exams and are still waiting for their results to be released. It doesn't matter if they catch fish or not, but the main taste of fishing for ling tangs is the taste of catching a fish that is bobbing on the tip of the rod.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBut the cork did not move at all. It was already late on the third day of Lin Ket's journey. A short distance away from Lin Ket, a man of about sixty was fishing, twenty-eight years old.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I watched with great satisfaction as the fish was expertly gutted and placed on the plate.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"How are you? Same as yesterday?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA fellow fisherman, who was about to return with about twenty fish on a line, greeted Lin Ket with a smile. Lin Ket smiled back.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes, brother...the fish I caught looked like they were waiting for the Sabbath.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe old man, who had just cast the rod and caught the bait, turned and looked at the fish. Lin Ket was thinking about pulling his fishing rod back up and moving it. He wanted to catch at least one fish.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Hey, son..let me show you..the rod. Well...it doesn't look like you're fishing. Are you having fun? Oh...the line that tied the hook is starting to come out...the worm is starting to get soft and its belly is even growing. Well...the fish hook is also showing.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Ha...ha...yes, father...what did I do...I don't know anything?\" A pure smile spread across the sunburned face of a man of about sixty.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Well... I wonder why we can't catch fish... The fishing rod is not there... Dad, we have to eat fish. Now... Now... Dad, I'll fix it... We'll use worms and fish, and we'll use pickled eggs... We don't really like worms in farming... We'll use pickled eggs...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes, father...I'm happy...I'm bored.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe old man untied the fishing hook and retied it. It was a masterful act... Then he carefully attached the white powder from the small bottle of white oil powder he kept in his pocket to the hook. I thought it would be a pickled egg.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"So, are you ready, Dad...we're going to catch some fish?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Well...you won’t be able to fish there for the rest of your life. Yesterday, Kay Phyo, Ko Aung Thein, and the Red Rats were caught there, and the whole pond was gone. There are only one or two left. Come on, Abu, come on...”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWe arrived at the small pond next to the Linkhet railway. It was already evening, so the intersection of the road and the railway was already bustling with people. People going to the 38th car gate... people going to the Sanpya Market and the 39th Daebu Gate, people going to work... back to work... back to school, back to the office... and people going shopping. The intersection next to the railway was bustling and noisy.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe children were watching Lin Ket's fishing rod with interest, as he prepared pickled eggs and other things. Lin Ket sometimes asked the children to buy bottled water and chewing gum, and he would give them food allowance without taking back the extra money. Lin Ket had said that if I caught a fish, I would give it to you, so the children were also standing next to Lin Ket.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe was excitedly casting his rod, hoping to catch a fish, as he had been properly prepared and moved.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Two minutes later... the little boy, who was looking at Lin Che, suddenly disappeared.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I caught it...I caught it...I caught the fish\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs the children around me shouted, Lin Ke jumped up and down, pulling the fishing rod with all his might. He saw a fish with a bulging belly in the evening sun, and felt a tingling sensation in his hand holding the fishing rod.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Ha...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe fish, which had been swimming and rolling, was lifted up by the force of the rod, and it was difficult to tell where it had gone.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Huh...where have you gone...where did my fish go?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I'm drifting that way... that way, brother.\" \"Which way are you turning... where are you?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"No, brother... I'm going to go into that big sister's house... into that big sister's house.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eLin Ket didn't know where to look because the children on the side were shouting. A child grabbed Lin Ket's hand and shouted, pointing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Hey, big sister, big sister, wearing a blue dress and a pink shirt, my brother has put fish in the basket. Hurry up and ask.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI looked around. I saw the girl the children were pointing at. I was about ten steps away.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Hey, are you sure?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes, brother. I saw him enter the house.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The girl next to the pink shirt and the companion\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eTalking to him, he walked briskly, seemingly unaware of what was happening. Lin Ket thought for a moment. He couldn't let go of the first fish he caught. He threw down his rod and walked briskly. The children shouted, \"Come on, brother, come on!\" and they were left behind.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAfter about five steps, Lin Ket didn't know what to do. If he didn't go and get her, there would be a problem... While Lin Ket was waiting for a while, the girl in the pink shirt parted ways with her companion and got into a car at the 38th gate. Lin Ket didn't think anymore and got into the car.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs soon as Lin Ket got on the hook, the car started to move. Lin Ket sat in the middle row, looking down at the little girl's blue toy. A bag, a box of rice, a folding umbrella. In the meantime, he heard a rustling sound. Lin Ket was happy. Yes. His fish was jumping in the toy. The girl didn't know... She put the toy on her lap.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen I looked at the girl, she had thick, green eyebrows. Her eyes were wide and white, and her dark hair was showing through. Her nose was thin... her lips were thin... There was a small green spot on the corner of her right lip. The makeup that had been applied in the morning was only half on her cheeks. Her long hair was tied in a braid. She was a very pretty girl...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBut...the fish jumped a second time.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Here... there, sister-in-law... sister-in-law for a moment\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What...?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"The girl looked up as if she didn't understand, then asked sternly with piercing eyes and a raised chin.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Drag... drag... my fish got caught in it\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe girl was speechless and in shock. Then, without thinking for a moment, she smiled and...wrinkled her nose and turned her face away. Lin Ke didn't want to take it anymore, so she raised her voice and continued. \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\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45568761495701,"sku":"","price":5850.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_b167fced-c7ec-49dc-b602-707f67f2bba6.jpg?v=1730210985"},{"product_id":"နီကိုရဲ-နတ်ငယ်","title":"Nico - little god","description":"\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Chapter (1)\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKaung Zaw thought that it was hard to reach 4:30 PM. Kaung Zaw thought that the second hand of the large Chinese-made wall clock on the inside wall of the incense shop was ticking too slowly. Kaung Zaw also wondered why the second hand on the clock was taking so long to move one second.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe incense trays, which had dried out in the afternoon sun, had to be stacked one by one and taken to the place where Su Su Han and his team wrapped the incense.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e When he entered with a large tray in his hand, Aye Ma leaned close to Su Su Han and said something. That something made the eight girls who were wearing incense sticks suddenly fall into a state of shock.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKaung Zaw is not angry... I am still happy inside. Aye Ma must have told Su Su Han something about him. She knows that he likes Su Su Han, loves her. It is obvious that Su Su Han will accept her. She is a girl, so she is just trying to delay the time.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Okay... don't worry too much, it's going to be four o'clock, if there are any leftover trays, our work won't be finished.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Su Han winked at him. \"What's wrong with you, Kaung Zaw?\" \"Yes... If the Chinese boss keeps insisting on finishing the work until it's done, it'll be a lot of trouble.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKaung Zaw was furious with himself, thinking that he couldn't understand this. He said that he wanted four and a half hours, so he gave them more time. If there wasn't someone as stupid as me, he would give them more time! \" \"Take two trays, and the eight of you will have five minutes for two trays.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What's the point! Suhan's two-hour train ride is only half an hour.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSu Han's face turned pale due to the heated words.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"He loves his Chinese boss more than us.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I love you, he calls me son.. son. Why don't you call him that too, Su Han!\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMi Thein's words made everyone around him laugh. Su Han didn't laugh, he didn't look at him, he just skillfully put the incense sticks in his bag and kept his face straight. At this time\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Su Han knows that he is the most important and the most important, and he has made it impossible for him to be restrained.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Don't be angry, I just want to get the job done.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"My dear, if you add a couple of hundred yuan, it's only two hundred yuan, if you don't add anything, don't say anything else.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Just take one tray, okay?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Leave it, leave it\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSu Han said in a slightly irritated tone. Su Han's small fingers arranged the incense sticks and put them into the bag \"snap, snap, snap\" in a way that Kaung Zaw thought was the best looking of all the incense stick makers in the entire establishment.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIf Su Han works diligently and with enthusiasm, he can easily finish about a hundred trays a day. He earns fifteen kyats per tray, so he can't afford to miss out on fifteen hundred.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Suhan, I'll just wait on the bench.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Su Han said nothing, glanced at Kaung Zaw, then lowered his eyes and picked up the incense sticks.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKaung Zaw and Su Han live in the same neighborhood, but Su Han's house is on Nyaung Pin Street, which is on the edge of the neighborhood. The street is called Nyaung Pin Street because there is a very large banyan tree on the street.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKaung Zaw lives on Nila Street in the middle of the neighborhood. It can be said that both Kaung Zaw and Su Su Han's families are poor. They work one day to eat one day, and the whole family has to work.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Kaung Zaw studied up to 10th grade, and in the tenth grade\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I had to drop out of school. Su Su Han dropped out in the eighth grade.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDespite their poverty, they have beautiful hearts. In the morning, when they were coming to the incense burner, Kaung Zaw would wait for Su Su Han at the top of Nila Street, and on the way back, he would accompany them to the top of Nyaungpin Street, where Su Su Han lived.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNow, Kaung Zaw has arranged for them to go back and forth together. Kaung Zaw is the one who helps the incense burner, does the work needed, buys the bamboo sticks, paint, and coloring powder needed for the incense, and delivers the dried incense trays to the baggers... He is also the boss's confidant and the manager of the workers.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThere are many things that happened after Kaung Zaw in the Three Diamonds Incense Shop. Therefore, Su Su Han cannot deny Kaung Zaw's love, which has many paths to follow. However... he has not given an answer yet.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Kaung Zaw waited for ten minutes at the roadside bench. Kaung Zaw wanted to think of those ten minutes as ten lifetimes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs soon as they saw Kaung Zaw, Su Su Han stood up, Htwe Htwe and Aye Ma huddled together, saying something and laughing. Then the four of them formed a group, with Su Su Han keeping a little distance between them.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Kaung Zaw walked alongside Su Han and they walked together.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"If you have something to say...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Su Han asked without looking at Kaung Zaw.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKaung Zaw is full of Thanaka children who are just starting to get bored.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I don't want to see you live, so I'll tell Aunty Chu at least, and I'll only be able to do it four or five times before you get good at it.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Kaung Zaw's harsh voice made Su Su Han realize that what he said was wrong. Kaung Zaw hung his head in anger and continued walking down the street.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"You're just being silly, I said I don't know, he's a salaryman!\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"How much do you want?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Seventy and a half thousand\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Hey... really.., Kaung Zaw, you really mean it... Kaung Zaw!”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSu Su Han's happy tone and expression were uncontrollable. As they walked together, Su Han asked, shaking Kaung Zaw's shoulder. Kaung Zaw was no longer angry, but happy.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Really, there's still a trick to it, I'll teach you that later.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I'm so happy, Kaung Zaw. If it's seventy and a half thousand...our house will be quite spacious...I'll be able to buy the things I want too..., but...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"But what happened!\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I don't want to do it alone, tell someone in our group.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs Su Su finished speaking, Kaung Zaw looked back. The group of friends were still quite far away.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"If you add another person, the plan I was going to make will be ruined.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"How is the idea you mentioned?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I'll add the incense sticks you're going to send. You'll be charged two hundred baht, and I'll only show one thousand on the list.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Hmm..!! So what will the driver do?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“The driver stayed in the car, you had to do all the loading and unloading, you had to collect the money twice a week, you had to park two hundred cars a week, you would earn about 150,000 won a month.. Now!”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Good morning...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSu Su Han grabbed Kaung Zaw's hand and said, \"Flipping.\" He looked at her, both sad and excited. He seemed to not know what to do anymore.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKaung Zaw squeezed his hand again... Su Su Han regained consciousness and grabbed his hand. Then they both started walking, panting. Then, they heard a small, low voice from the group of four.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Su Su Han laughed shyly and waited for the group behind him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“I see xxx, I see xxx, we see”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e All four of them started singing. Kaung Zaw nodded.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45568761888917,"sku":"","price":4050.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_d7ae0885-1566-439f-b8cb-63de2ffc645f.jpg?v=1730210995"},{"product_id":"နီကိုရဲ-ခင်ဗျားဘယ်သူပါလဲခင်ဗျား","title":"Nico - Who are you?","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOne day, I woke up in the afternoon and sat down in front of my house, feeling lazy. The weather was very hot because it was summer. In front of our house, there were mango trees, almond trees, jackfruit trees, etc., so I came down to resist the heat of nature and nature, not the air conditioner.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen we arrived in front of our house, we saw children playing marbles in the shade of a tree. But they weren't playing with the stone marbles we used to play with when we were little. They were small, colorful glass marbles. It was the Thingyan holiday, so many children were playing. They were shouting \"Yay-khat,\" \"Thuy-tay,\" \"Ath-tay,\" and so on. I honestly didn't understand how they were playing.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAnd they still deny each other.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThis is the nature of children, no matter what age they are, to play any game. Their game is one of a kind. They throw colored glass marbles horizontally in a square line on the ground. As I watched, I realized that the first person to throw the ball had the right to choose. They could choose the left side or the right side.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAnother method is to place colored marbles in a square drawn on the ground and draw a line, choosing the numbers P, D, T, etc. The first player to throw the ball first and shouts, “Go out.” What they mean is that if you can’t hit one of the marbles out of the circle, you can’t hit it or get it to hit you.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"To hit\" means to hit him from the outside. He can also hit the other person with a bat. If the person trying to hit him with a bat fails (by stretching out his thumb and forefinger and not touching the two marbles), he simply throws the marble he didn't hit aside. The loser is out of the game.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhile playing in these ways, they argue with each other. They shout and shout. Sometimes they even get into small fights.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e How delicious it was to argue and argue as a child. The game was over. The next day, they played again, and it was the same person and the same person.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs I watched them play, I noticed a girl about ten years old inside the colorful glass ball circle. The reason I remembered that girl was because she was very stubborn.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"You're not stealing, you're just being a jerk.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Don't be so mean, you short stick. Choose the left head and then say it's the right head.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I missed the shot because a bicycle was coming, so I'll shoot again.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I looked at that little girl and smiled faintly, remembering shooting a goal when I was a child.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It's a pleasure for people who are a little younger to look back on the past. When I think back to my childhood, I feel like I'm getting younger. I can't help but feel that feeling.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNo country with advanced science can achieve this with any kind of medicine. I immediately became younger.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI was playing marbles under the shade of an almond tree on the side of Pyithayar Road. When we played marbles, we played for money. If I told you that we played for money, would the kids of today laugh? The market we played in was ten paisas, and the distance was five paisas. The one who had fifty paisas (five mu) was the master.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSome days I play with fifteen or twenty balls. On such days, I have to run at a single pace so that no one can hit me or catch me. I don't dare to catch the other opponent. If I don't catch him because I'm far away, he's close, so if he hits me, he'll hit ten balls. On such days, I usually put him in the grass where it's hard for him to hit, or in the rocks where it's hard to get to.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIf a guy who was angry and came to hit me fell on his back in the grass, I would hit him with a sharp blow. If I moved a little further and could not hit him, I would throw him away.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBut as gamblers usually do, they lose once and win once. On winning days, they eat whatever they want, and on losing days, they are stuck. Sometimes, if there is money in Mom and Dad's pockets, they take it. Not much. It's a bit of a gamble.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOne day, a girl came in to our goalie game, saying she wanted to play. She had a new goalie (a piddo) in her hand. We didn't let her in right away. What's the matter... Girls want to jump on the glass, ride on the camel, play hide and seek, or play \"If you can't find the right person, you can't win\"... She said she would play goalie with us now...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWe all call her Pusuma.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e We smiled at each other. We found a sour one...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Do you have money?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “No, Pusoo, show me the money... how much?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Seventy coins...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003ePusuma spread out the money she had in her hand. We were happy and prepared to start the game of golf, each thinking that we had won this money.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"It's only ten cents and five cents, isn't it?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Okay... If you can't reach it, don't touch it, I'll reach it myself, I won't die in one go.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Okay... I'll play.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"I can't say it right away. I'll have to choose between P, D, and A.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Choose... What happened?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e That day, Pusuma was at bat. Every time he picked a ball after playing a match, he would always be at bat. He would look at the balls we had thrown and then think about it and put it in a good spot.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAnd he often places his golf ball in places that are difficult to hit, such as between tree roots, between rocks, in grassy areas, and among fallen almond leaves. When we get angry and start hitting him, he often tries to hit it far and wide.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Another thing is that Pusu is very stubborn and stubborn.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIf his goalie gets close to where we can shoot, he refuses.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Hey... Kyaw Htwe, don't be rude.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I... am here.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Don't step on your heels, just the toes, and don't take a step forward with your right foot.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I got it\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKyaw Htwe was about to throw the ball in frustration, but as soon as he released the ball from his hand, Pusuma shouted, \"You're stealing the ball.\" \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":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45568762347669,"sku":"","price":1350.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_716eba4f-ab65-475f-bb46-a873388751ff.jpg?v=1730211005"},{"product_id":"နိုင်၀င်းဆွေ-အချစ်ညနှင့်ညအသင်္ချေမှာ","title":"Nai Win Swe - Love in the Night and the End of the Night","description":"\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Looking back at one's own shadow\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In the People's Daily's criticism section under the headline \"Malay Mee Shumawa, Sandar, Myawaddy,\" my \"Love Night\" was attacked by Htet Myat.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt's dirty to see something that belongs to her like water in a rotten ditch, which is made up of a mixture of mud and mud, so that no one can guess who she is. It stinks and stinks. If Nai Win Swe had produced young people like Ba Min, the young people would be in the dark of the moon.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI also wanted to portray the protagonist as a revolutionary hero. But when he is covered up with fantasy and fantasy, he becomes a cowardly, lovelorn man.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Nai Win Swe's ugly, poisonous flower.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAnd so on, my “Send it to the Lord” and “Love is not enough” were buried deep under the night of love. There were small gaps between his anger. If a few months ago, I had stood on those small gaps and looked down at him in anger, I don’t know if I would have laughed out loud. Or would I have hugged him and attacked him?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAt this moment, I don't want to laugh like that.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Because I'm starting to see my incomplete pot shaking. I'm built with so many little gaps to fill.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen I wrote “Mahuraya Metta,” I was probably around twenty. At that time, I was thinking, “I am a very good person.” That is why I wrote that magnificent novel with a foolish heart.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn that story, the warrior Queen Vishnu conquered the people of the east and the people of other nations with many tricks and attacked Sri Kshetra. I killed many people of the east. I drowned them in a sea of ​​blood. I supported the Queen's imperial system. Now that I have deeply felt the freedom of the people, I am now criticizing myself.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn my “Night of the Dead,” I wrote about people with skin diseases. I felt like I was standing on their side, on behalf of the socially excluded. One writer thought, “Don’t write this kind of novel. If you look at it from their perspective, they’ll want to kill themselves.” When a young man who thought books were educational said, “You’ll only learn how terrible skin diseases are when you read them, so stay away from them,” I was filled with grief.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn my “Myasa Pae Yoon” I have attacked a problem from one side. I am attacking the fake and depraved plays on the modern stage and trying to bring back the old plays of the feudal era. I cannot deny that the modern people are demanding modern plays.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThat's why I often feel like writing an article about the Myasaphet Theater. I forget that during the fascist revolution, when there were no filmmakers, people everywhere came to see the plays while the puppet shows were going around. Those plays stirred up the people for the fascist revolution.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNow, too, playwrights should abandon the fake dramas and create bold, dynamic, and revolutionary plays that are in step with the people's march and history.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Send it to the king,\" the clever one declared in his attack paper that the song became famous because of the beautiful and tearful cries.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI remember Myaung Mya Ba Swe writing in Shwe Tu Journal, “There are countless people like Nyo Nyo and his friends who sacrifice their lives to earn a living by serving others.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I don't see the brilliance in Ma Thein Shin.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI know how skillfully the presentation of Ma Thein Shin should be. I know how many beautiful things should be embedded in it. The critic should also be aware of how much tenderness Ma Thein Shin should have in terms of time and place. I know how to write in a novel like “Half-Awake Dream”.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI am not defending what he is attacking. I do not need to. I am a person who is passionate about finding the truth. I do not want to be a person who becomes weak and exhausted while defending the ego.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBecause the one who is marching towards the new horizon is the one who wants to use his strength within the people. We will have to throw open the rusty iron door of the old house and march towards the horizon.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI didn't want to be left alone. At that moment, I was lost. I was a brilliant \"blind man.\" I stood alone. My eyes were the skeptical eyes of a commoner's life. When I saw something in front of me, I looked at it with disgust. I looked straight ahead. Not with a look that came from behind and analyzed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThat is why in my “Love Night” I wrote about things that I did not have the ability to do, with the vague feeling of a blind person. If readers think that I am an expert, many views will be distorted.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Life is night.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The night is beautiful.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Beauty and love\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"A night of love that is coming together...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I want to write.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Life is only in birth and death. For a person who has devoted his life to the new horizon of humanity, life is not boring. If life is called night, then his night is a night of love and beauty. He must yearn for life every second.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI, on behalf of the character, recited those lines with great enthusiasm, but because of my own blurred vision, I couldn't guide my character.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Then, my character led me, looking forward into the darkness.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWe are fighting two battles at once. One is historical duty (content), the other is art. Without art, we will only distribute boring, dry, and rambling advertisements. Without understanding historical duty, we will only distribute beautiful, poisonous flowers.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI want to grasp \"active fiction\" in terms of time and place.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I believe that he will stand on the basis of material phenomena and lead the way in social progress and the progress of human history.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe dry, twisted, and twisted \"photographic illustration\" of people who went to a place for a week to study and then returned to take photographs and reprint them without any public demand would be a piece of trash for human history.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI, on the other hand, painted a life that I could not possess in the night of love, and my character could not accept the love I had given him. He was longing for love, love... and love. Every time he had time, he recited love poems like a drug addict. Throughout his life, he wrote poems for Mya Sandar, painted pictures of Mya Sandar, and sometimes, unable to do so, he painted paintings that deeply expressed his feelings that he did not understand, and that no one else could understand. He did not die simply in death, but died in the midst of paintings.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSince he knows there is no other life, at least when he dies, he wants to be able to compare Mya Sandar and Myebon with each other...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe wandered aimlessly in his own little fantasy world, escaping from human life and drowning in his own loneliness. 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It couldn't be helped. It blew out the smoke and started to pull away, groaning. It turned on the headlights, which were only visible in the distance. As it gained speed, its blood boiled and it became increasingly afraid. As it passed the platform lights of Taungdwingyi Station, it let out a long, encouraging whistle.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eImmediately, he mistakenly thought that the sound of his siren was the sound of applause from the surroundings, and he regained his strength. He cut through the increasingly dark darkness with a furious rush.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eI was riding in the dark corner of a carriage, like a piece of machinery on this train. I happened to glance at the town of Taungdwingyi, which I couldn't see clearly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eThe lights of the station were receding and becoming smaller. The colors of the street lamps from the city were flickering on the train. The city was quiet, the mass of the Rakhine Buddha looming in the shadows like a black mass, as the train slowly moved along the long curve. From the side of the small village of Thaphangone, the dim lights of the kerosene lamps were flickering. In the darkness, the small lights were indescribable.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eThis light and darkness, this dark light, is not only passing through the chariot, it is not only falling on all the living and non-living beings on the chariot, it is not only falling on my body, it is also falling on my heart.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eThe train will not feel anything. It is a machine. It does not know cold or heat, it does not know darkness or light, it has no brain, no life, no feelings, no heart, no purpose.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eAm I a machine too, I ask myself, a silent question. Is my heart a machine that has begun to lose all feeling? Is my brain a brain that is silent in the darkness, not daring to move, not daring to fight, not daring to kick, not daring to move?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eOn this train, there were smugglers who had come from Kyaukpandaung to load smuggled palm trees, and I couldn't resist them. I was looking for a reason why I hadn't arrested them. I thought that if they came, I would lose my job. I wouldn't be able to go to prison without a day of release.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eMy mind no longer felt like it was driving a train. It felt like smugglers, palm fronds, oil, salt, onions, tea, chilies, turmeric powder, contraband goods, the gatti, the engine driver, the smell of smoke, the hunters, the wild deer, the disgusting things, the students, the monks, the people, the destruction, the bad smells, all the inanimate objects were all mixed up and floating in a vast current with no direction to go.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eI was also thinking about the vast darkness, the endless, deep sea.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e After a while, the rays of dawn began to shine beautifully in the darkness covered with snow. I imagined Ko Shwe Yor and his three eldest sons, Ko Shwe Yor's group, arriving at Saddon Creek.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eWhen we arrived in front of Saddonchaung Station, the train came to a quiet stop in the darkness. I jumped off the train as it slowed down.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e I stood at a broken spot on the platform and shouted, \"Come here, get your tickets... here... here,\" as I used to do every day.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eAt this station without a station, without a station owner, without a contract, passengers were running towards me, as if they were waiting for me on the platform. “I have something to load, sir,” a passenger shouted from a distance. Gard Bo Ko Aung\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eKyaw walked over to me, cowboy-style, holding a mirror. He was showing me what I was working on with the mirror light.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \"Yin Maung, do it quickly,\" he said, urging.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eAs I hurriedly worked on the ticket sales and the equipment, I watched Ko Shwe Yeok's team. Ko Shwe Yeok and his men rushed to the carriages without taking tickets. Ko Shwe Yeok had his three sons board the train, while he himself stood in the shadows at the edge of the platform, watching me. He had no shoes on his feet, and a rag was tied around his neck. His long, unoiled, theatrical hair hung in a messy mess over his face.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eAfter work, the guard blew his whistle as if giving a military order and flashed the green light. As the train pulled away, I climbed onto a passenger car. Ko Shwe Yeok jumped up behind me to catch me.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eKo Shwe Yeok and I were standing side by side. As the train picked up speed, Ko Shwe Yeok handed me the kyats and coins he had been clutching in his hand. His hands were trembling, partly from the cold, partly from fear.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003e\"There are eight of us, sir...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \"A whole group?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e “Ko Po Kyaw stayed behind because his wife passed away.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eI looked at his face in the darkness before I put the money he gave me in my trouser pocket. The money he gave me was about thirteen or fourteen kyats. The money he gave me to allow the eight of them to ride without tickets as far as Kyaukpadaung. They didn't make a fortune on their smuggling rackets until they could buy tickets at the exact fare. From the profits they made, they paid me, the gatekeeper, the railway police, and the search. I remembered again that his wife was sick.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003e\"Are you okay, woman?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e I asked.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \"Same, sir...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \"Aren't you going to get the injection?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \"Well...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \"What's wrong?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \"We don't have money to go to the city for injections, and the people who come to us for medicine are running out of medicine.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \"Health officer?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003e\"No.. He's a horse-drawn carriage driver, you can trust him. He's a very good doctor. He doesn't charge much money. He's not a big-time guy like doctors.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eI am at peace again. Ko Shwe Yeok has more than one child to support. His wife is always sick. He has three young children who are forced to work as smugglers. He has to support himself, the guards, the railway police, and the search and rescue workers.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eHe seemed to be deep in thought about something, and then he spoke again, without any basis or meaning, \"That's it, sir...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eI put half the money in my pocket and gave the other half back to his wife for her treatment. He refused to take it back. He was afraid that I would hurt him by not taking all his money. I was getting frustrated as I tried to get him to take it back.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eWhen I finally reached for the money I had returned, I noticed that his hands were shaking. I knew without seeing it that his eyes were filled with heartfelt tears.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003e“People here are not satisfied with how much they give. Some girls are not satisfied with just the money and give it to me. They keep asking me because they don’t have enough money. Look at Mya Khin, she’s not even thirteen years old, she doesn’t even have a hairpiece, and she’s still giving me that much money, and I feel sick to my stomach,” he said in his mind, and I could hear him talking in my mind. .\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003e\"Okay... That's it, let's see how it goes,\" I said.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \"Don't worry, teacher, I won't hurt you. We, the father and son, will never touch each other.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \"I trust you. I trust you will never harm me, but I will be responsible for anything that comes up during the search.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003e\"Yes, sir.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e \"You could lose your job, you could go to jail\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eI couldn't hear him continue because of the noise of the train driving. No one would ever catch his palms. I don't know his secret. In fact, at the Kyaukpadaung-Taungdwingyi crossing, where two trains interchange, there was a hole in the roof of one of the trains in the toilet. They were secretly carrying their belongings through that hole.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eMy heart feels heavy thinking that there are no less than twenty smugglers on this train. Pinchaung Aung Naing Myint, Sons Than, Myo Thit Ko Than, Kyauk Pan\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e Taung Soe Myint, whoever arrests me will not be exempt from responsibility.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp\u003eI am a TBC (Train Station Clerk) and I have to check tickets, seize illegal goods, and seize contraband on the entire train. If someone comes to check me out out of spite, I have no choice but to turn a blind eye. 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On the other side, \u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"စိတ်ကူးချိုချိုစာပေ","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":45586832818325,"sku":"","price":9500.0,"currency_code":"MMK","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0609\/9756\/6613\/products\/1_dd00ca8b-774d-4dfb-a08b-50bc61ca3161.jpg?v=1730211098"},{"product_id":"နိုင်၀င်းဆွေ-မြစပယ်ရုံ","title":"Nai Win Swe - Myasa Pae Yoon","description":"\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe teacher came down from the high bench next to the painting, stepped back a little, and looked back at the painting.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe stage is far away. The rough brush strokes on the painting make the forest silhouettes stand out from the distance. The eastern part of the painting shows deciduous trees in the forest, whose trunks are stable due to the wave of aging, trees with yellow leaves, trees with yellow and green leaves and buds, trees with green leaves, and trees with various heights and heights. Behind the forest silhouette, a rocky mountain with a waterfall flowing is calm.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe teacher intended this painting to be used as a theme painting in his Wunnapaba, Nagaryon, Myatpanwutthon, and Kathemalay, Asaung. In Myatpanwutthon, this painting will become a main character. In the dance drama “Ngwe Taung Pyi”, the forest shadows of this painting will be covered with the shadows of the mountains and the birds will fly and move.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe artist imagined the magical sky above the mountain at the top of the painting. In his imagination, he saw “the formless Garuda, the beautiful form of the Garuda.” It could be imagined and reflected in the brushstrokes. On the brushstrokes...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“The clouds and mists drift by, Are they pure gold or silver? The train of silver-like things, Are they seen or seen, Are they scattered here and there? Then, in the brief abode of the beauty of the twilight, I cling to them and gaze, And my heart rejoices in the joy of the sun,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eColorful and thought-provoking, don't be happy, oh, my dear..... If you give me a sound, if I accidentally become more beautiful, will I cry or laugh.... Oh, the sea or the rain, I think wrongly, I see wrongly, while playing with the mind's confusion - Maya painting corrects it\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA fragment of the song \"Maya Tham\" that he had written came to mind. The teacher began to hum his song to himself. His soft, flowing voice seemed to spread towards the painting, filling it with new life.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He searches for areas to fill in and areas to remove in his imagination.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAfter a while, he stopped singing and walked back to the shade of the vanda tree where the painting was hung.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eStanding on a high platform, he took the brush and filled in the details. The teacher's mind was in a hurry. This painting was the last painting for the Anu Thabang. The newly formed Anu Thabang would be performing in the next few days.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe rain had long since left the new town and flown into the sky. The teacher was very tired because he had to draw the stage paintings day after day. He was already tired for several days before the first performance of the play.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eLast year, the owner of the Anu Thabin caste was Thet Khaing. The teacher left his job and set up Anu Thabin with him. The teacher and U Thet Khaing are as similar as red and yellow, but they are opposites. When red and yellow are combined, a new color (orange) is produced. The teacher wants to use his own quality. Then the caste has to separate from the complex.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe play has overcome various difficulties over the course of a year. As it has passed, the weak parts of the play have fallen away one by one. Hla Kyi Kyi Lay, Sein Win Shwe, Padumma Kyi Kyi, Kyi San Kyi, Ngwe Sandar Tin Aung, U Thet Khaing (the actor), Kyaw Mya Lay (the comedian). They were weak parts of the play and fell away.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen the new organization was formed, Aung Myint Sein was used instead of Sein Win Shwe as the leader. Toe Ma Lay was appointed as the leader. Shwe Mann Thu Kyi Kyi was replaced by Padum Ma Kyi Kyi Kyi. Maung Thaung Lay was replaced by Ngwe Sandar Tin Aung. Sein Ohn Kyi was promoted to Hla Kyi Kyi Kyi Lay. The old ones were replaced by new ones in the ceremony and the teacher himself reestablished the organization.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe teacher sold the house and yard he had inherited from his grandfather and used the money for the funeral. He bought a small plot of land and a small house in a low-lying area for a very cheap price, and from there he built a strong foundation for the funeral.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSince moving from Aye Yeik Nyein, I have never been to Aye Yeik Nyein. The teacher does not want to see Aye Yeik Nyein anymore. My grandfather has lived in Aye Yeik Nyein since he was a child. My father was also born in Aye Yeik Nyein. My grandfather was quite wealthy. He wanted to help my father (U Phu Khaung) in his business. My father played the harp, painted, and wrote plays since he was a child, and he followed a puppet troupe. Then he met my mother (Sa Pae Yoon) and they became like-minded (Sa Pae Yoon Ain Ein).\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThey formed a large group and traveled along the Irrawaddy River, traveling in a northerly direction.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI was born in a small town on the banks of the Ayeyarwady River, where the Sapae Yon Ayeint Group temporarily stopped. I had to accompany the Ayeint Group until I was about ten years old. At that time, Daw Sapae Tin was just a young dancer. My mother Yin (Sapae Yin) was already a talented actress who was my mother's assistant. When I think back on the Sapae Yon Ayeint Group, I miss my father, my mother, Sapae Yin, and Sapae Tin.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe teacher used to sit in my father's lap and play the piano. I remember him playing the piano,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “You will realize their value later, my son. The whole of Burmese music is filled with the truth. The truth is the main thing, you will realize it later.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe teacher only tried to teach me two songs on the harp. My father was married and did not teach me, but my father's harp was familiar to my ears, so I had already learned by ear.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen my mother started teaching me the basic yoga poses, I was not even five years old. I had to sit cross-legged, my chest arched, and my hands on my thighs for days, which seemed to be a long time. Then I started lifting my hands up and down, and then my head. Then I slowly got up from my seat. Then I started doing the dance moves.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAt that time, the teacher had to sleep with the assistant princess of the mother, the mother. When he ate, he would also eat with her, and sometimes he would secretly bring something to her and ask her to taste it. She would show him a piece of bread and give it to him. Whenever the teacher wanted to eat a piece of bread, he would laugh heartily when he tasted it. He would smile very happily. When he smiled, a cute baby tooth would appear.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Son, you are my mother's son, now... call me mom...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Mom\" \"Wow...wow, your son is very clever.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e At that time, Mother Yin was a virgin. Now, remembering that the teacher was the son of a virgin Mother Yin, I smile.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen the last episode ended, the teacher was in a state of shock and death, and his father and mother died one after the other in Nyaung Oo. The teacher was crying day and night. The teacher had no blood relatives, but the only comfort he had was broken into pieces and the story ended. The teacher cried uncontrollably in his mother's arms. He had no one to rely on except for her. Recently, his grandfather, who had never seen him before, came to call him. When he saw the teacher crying and playing the pattala...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Ha... here comes another one, this is a little Pukkhaung, a little one who will die like a dog, like a stray dog, \"Pukkhaung, Pukkhaung...\" I remember him saying in a whisper.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The teacher cried as she had to leave her mother behind. She had to board a large ship with her grandfather on the upper deck.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen he arrived in the new town and settled down in the quiet, his life changed completely. He became a disciplined student who went to school every day. Since his father taught, he started in the second grade, but he did not grow up. He easily passed each grade and went to university. When he was away from his grandfather, his original sense of humor suddenly and freely awakened. He took up the harp and studied dance. He participated in school dances.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"You...you're back to being a glutton...\" the old man scolded, and the teacher laughed. \"Good, you glutton, you misbehaving, you're still going to be a glutton, you're a glutton, you're still going to be a glutton, you little glutton.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn later years, my grandfather's farmlands became unusable and the economy declined. I had to leave school and work as a high school teacher at Myothit Myo No. 1 High School when my grandfather passed away. He left behind only a plot of land, a small house, and a few small coins.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe teacher imagined his life as a teacher as a peaceful painting. When he encountered school dances, his sense of humor would be aroused. Later, he spontaneously became a songwriter, dance teacher, and drama teacher at school dances.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Earning a salary at a restaurant, going to school, reading, dancing at school, painting, and writing poetry.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the quiet living room, three large paintings that my father had last painted were hung. I cherished these three paintings as my father's legacy. In the three large paintings of my mother, my mother Yin, and Daw Sap Tin, you can see my father's thoughts, imaginations, and feelings.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy father's words are bold. They are strong. They are firm.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In the painting, my mother's eyes are filled with tears. It's as if I can see my father's enduring love in my mother's painting. 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From the households to the golden palaces of feudal lords, lovely tales moved from the old to the new. In these tales, the story of a very beautiful princess is often the main theme. The princesses were so lovely that they could only dream of what they heard at dusk.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBlue is more beautiful than fairy tale princesses. Blue dominates not only the night but also the daydream. Beautiful, gentle. Delicate, when gathered together, it is blue.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBlue is compared to the beauty of the original blue tree. It is not only delicate and delicate, but also has the full beauty of a woman. It is a strong and healthy mother. It is so proud. It is so beautiful. When combined, it is a beautiful blue tree.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Blue can only be described as beautiful. How beautiful it is is beyond comprehension. It is beautiful...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe palaces built by the queens are full of beauty. They live for beauty, and the whole land trembles with beauty. The gods, the gods, and the gods have sung about beauty. The gods, the gods, and the gods, the gods, and the gods, are the beauties of the palace. However, these compositions are not even close to the beauty of the blue sky.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen I finally lost the ability to compose a composition, I simply said that blue is beautiful, and beauty is only a counter-intuitive meaning: blue is beauty.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Blue is beautiful....\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e (2)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Beauty flows from the heart,\" said a Western Buddhist teacher, \"Kware.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eYes. It is customary to say that the person you love is the most beautiful. You love because you are beautiful, you love because you are beautiful, and you love because you are the most beautiful. The true beauty of the Dhamma is only possible when it is recognized by many. Here, the support of the majority is most needed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEveryone who has seen Aap honestly admits that she is incomparable in beauty. Not only her opponents but also her fellow women acknowledge her beauty. They move their red lips and confess.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It's so beautiful...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEspecially writers like Maung Hla Myint pay attention to and praise beauty. We need to stop being too arrogant and praise the Himalayas.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"These writers are nothing but useless people. Look at them with an artistic eye. If you say they are beautiful, they are just skinny and painful and weak...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBut Maung Hla Myint doesn't need to brag about the blue. He doesn't need to bring the problem to the table. Everyone who has been to his house and seen the blue just admires the beauty of the blue, and they carry the news of the beauty of the blue wherever they go.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e As the news of Apa's beauty became famous, Maung Hla Myint and his house also became famous.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Ko Hla Myint, where is this woman from?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The sun rose in curiosity. Maung Hla Myint had been expecting this question. Anyone who finds themselves in this situation asks this kind of question.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"It's in the west...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He answered vaguely. He couldn't answer either. The woman was walking past his house.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"It's brutally beautiful, it's really Madubala...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Khin Maung, who often watches Indian movies and admires Indian actresses, described the beauty of the blue as he felt it. Similarly, people praise the beauty of the blue as they feel it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"What's his name...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs the woman passed by the house, Ko Tin Win asked. Maung Hla Myint didn't answer.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Hmm... who is it?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He asked for help. Maung Hla Myint just stared at his three friends.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Don't you know...\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He smiled and nodded his head.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"But I call him Blue.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Yes, I've seen him twice, and both times he was wearing a blue shirt.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Ko Khin Maung spoke enthusiastically, as if he liked the name Maung Hla Myint gave him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"As far as I can see, always wearing blue is weak.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Yes, Maung Hla Myint first saw her in the blue t-shirt. She always wore the blue t-shirt.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Oh, blue, blue, beautiful, beautiful person, beautiful name, that's right, so you writers give me a name.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It became more and more famous that a fairy-tale princess would often pass by Maung Hla Myint's house, and Maung Hla Myint's house was filled with people. The fairy, who knew nothing, would not even say anything.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The blue is so beautiful.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e (3)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe beauty of the sky, the beauty of the roof, the beauty of the sky\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e A poet from the feudal era once composed this poem.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe southern sun was slowly setting. A woman, already feeling the heat of her body, was pouring the last of the kerosene into a dimly lit lamp. The day had already ended.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMaung Hla Myint thought that he would smile and greet her with a smile, taking the risk. Even if Aap smiled a little, he could smile and make her feel at ease. However, looking at her, he didn't smile, and it wasn't a sign of maturity, either. He didn't smile or smile.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThere may be women who are as beautiful as Aya, even if they are not as beautiful as Aya. However, what makes Aya's beauty stand out more is her refined grooming. 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Struggling, pulling, and tearing into pieces, it can no longer be covered and protected.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eShe was exhausted. Her anger was so intense that her skin was red. Her breathing was fast and heavy. Her hair was disheveled and messy. She was tangled in her tattered clothes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHer breasts were heaving and falling. The white linen shirt on top and the undershirt on the bottom were gone, and her plump breasts were dripping with pink blood. Her hair couldn't protect her from falling. She was so tight and beautiful. She was struggling hard and her breasts were shaking left and right. Sometimes she would grab them and drown.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eShe must be protected. If she dies, let her die.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The enemy, not understanding kindness, was raging. He was holding her tightly. He was holding her from above and holding her by the arms. She was struggling to get away. He was not letting go, but he was still holding her so that she could not move.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe strength is not equal. Will it be able to withstand a long-term battle?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe enemy was already riding a monster. His lust was intense. He was brutally oppressing her. His shirt was torn and torn and torn. When his chest and her breasts touched each other warmly, he became more violent. His waist was also swollen and the tunic that was on it was torn. He could not stand up anymore. His thighs were smooth and smooth.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eShe gritted her teeth and clenched her thighs tightly. She tried to pull and claw at the thing she was holding, trying to find a way out. Gradually, she became exhausted and finally, unable to bear it, she collapsed against the bed. Her plump thighs were pressed against her.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe light was dim. The pillows, blankets, and bed sheets were mixed with the sheets and had fallen to the ground. The struggle and pulling had subsided after a long time. The sound of kicking and kicking had become quiet. At the end of the silence, only the sound of a faint sob emerged.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e She had already died in battle.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e (b)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Snow\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eFrom above the blue water, vapors rose, reaching higher and higher.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e When it cools and thickens, the vapor turns into actual particles. When the thin layer of air can no longer carry the tiny particles, they fall downward.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Snow...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe story of the first season of the snow-white silver-colored dragon and the hero begins. The story of the last silver-colored dragon is collected and it is a winter novel.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Like snowflakes, the story is not cold.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Four and a half..\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The gun looked small. It was a bit deep, like a small eggplant.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHowever, if a small fire breaks out from the mouth of the mill and the smoke spreads, a living person can accurately determine the problem.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He held the gun tightly in his right hand and pulled the trigger repeatedly, in a controlled manner. In other words, he was killing one person after another.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe fired bullet after bullet, firmly believing that he had an impact on the human world, until he felt that his hand had become noble because he had to shoot down such a large group of scoundrels.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHis strong finger pressed the lever continuously, but it did not tremble, did not hesitate, did not tremble.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Because of this, many people automatically gave him the nickname \"Uncle\".\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"She's not a good person.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e (c)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDo heroes create history? History gives birth to heroes. From the beginning of man to the present day, history has been evolving. Throughout history, the names of heroes have become prominent, and they continue to do so today.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Who makes history? What role does the hero play?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt is presented and discussed as a concept. It is necessary to clearly understand the connection between history and the hero.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The basic hero's role in history.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e (d)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eA historical and heroic novel is a winter story. A villain who abuses helpless women and children, a hero who chases down termites, or a detective who desperately wants a hand.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eDetective Kyaw Win and Crime Suppression Officer Ko Tin Win have worked together many times to investigate crimes. They are also two very dear friends. However, this time, they are not happy with a very lovely young woman.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eYadanar Nan Mae is a successful female writer. She is famous as a progressive writer. She is a comrade who is fighting for the success of the people's democratic revolution. Ko Kyaw Win's attitude towards her and Ko Tin Win's view are very different.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAn embassy displaying nude cars, a man who enters the human world and immediately returns, a roadside water pot that anyone can drink from.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In fact, this winter event is a mysterious and interesting story that explains the connection between history and heroes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e ***\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Newborn baby\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e (A)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Yadanarn...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe name of a female writer who is also a poet seems too feudal to be popular. 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If it weren’t for that, you would have flown away from here a long time ago.” I replied, “You’re just bragging that I can really fly.” Then I heard him say something.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Take him away, I'm angry.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eTwo days later, I was fired. This meant that I had to change jobs nine times since I became an adult. Much to the dismay of my father, the chief architect of our town.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI worked in various government departments. But all nine of those jobs were just drudgery. I sat at a desk. I wrote and typed. I listened to people talking nonsense, or talking in a loud voice. Then I waited to be fired.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen I approached my father, he was sitting cross-legged on a chair with his eyes closed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHis face, thin, without a beard or mustache, dark blue in places where he had shaved his beard and mustache, expressed a subdued and subdued expression. (His expression resembled that of a church pianist.) He did not respond to my greeting. He did not open his eyes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“If your mother, whom I love so much, were still alive, you would always be causing her pain. So tell me, you useless bastard.” He opened his eyes and said, “What should I do to you?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eWhen I was young, my friends and relatives knew what to do with me. Some advised me to join the army. Some advised me to go into medicine. Some told me to go into the telegraph office. But now I am 25 years old. When my hair turned gray on both sides of my ears, I joined the army, I joined medicine, I joined the telegraph office. When I had nothing else to do in this world, they stopped giving me any advice. They just shook their heads and sighed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“What do you think you’ll do? Other young people your age are already enjoying the company of officials, but what are you? A pauper, a beggar. A man living on his father’s lap.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e My father continued.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThen, as usual, my father began to talk about how young people today are being ruined, how they are being ruined by not understanding religion, how they are being ruined by materialism, how they are being ruined by being infatuated with idolatry, how fun plays and dances should be banned, and how these plays and dances lead young people astray from religion and responsibility.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Tomorrow we will go together. You must apologize to the director, and you must promise him that you will do a good job. You must not spend a single day without a position in the human world.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e Father concluded his speech.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Let me tell you something, Dad. The position and rank in the human world that Dad talks about are jobs that come from capital, money, and education. But people who don’t have money, people who aren’t educated, are still earning a living through their physical labor. Why can’t I earn a living through physical labor?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI spoke, knowing that talking to my father would not do any good.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“What do you mean, physical labor? You have big eyes, you are so lowly,” said my father angrily. “Hey, you stupid,\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt was created to be close to heaven. This fire is the best crop in this world. It has been around for a thousand, ten thousand years. Your grandfather was a general who fought in the Battle of Borodino. Your grandfather was a great poet. He was a great orator. Your father was a great man.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"A teacher. And I, your father, was an architect. All of us Polos have been keeping the fire of God. You never blow it out with your mouth.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"We need to look at the truth. There are a lot of people in this world who are doing physical labor.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Let them do it, they do it because they have nothing else to do. They have to do hard labor with useless people and prisoners in prison. Hard labor is the work of savages and peasants, of our kind. Only a few people have the fire that God has given them. Fate has created it.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI can't answer anything by continuing to talk about it. My father is a self-worshipper. He only accepts what he says.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBesides, the reason he talks so much about physical labor is not because he is afraid that I will become a laborer and the whole town will point fingers at me. In fact, all my peers have long since graduated from university and are already well off. The son of the state bank manager is a graduate. His only son is a free man.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt wouldn't do any good or bring any relief to keep saying that, but I sat next to him and kept complaining, hoping that he would finally understand me.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe problem was simple and straightforward. I wanted to earn a living. But instead of talking about it simply, they talked about the Battle of Borodino, God's Fire, and the poor poets of the Moldavian people, who wrote poems that people no longer know, and they cruelly called me a fool, a fool, a fool.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBut no matter what, I want them to understand me. I love both my father and my sister. I always consult them before doing anything, and it has been ingrained in me since I was a child. I can't break away from that tradition. Whether it's right or wrong, I don't want them to be unhappy. I'm worried that my father will be angry and his face will turn red. I'm worried that he will be hurt and have a stroke.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"How humiliating it is to sit in a stuffy, closed room and copy letters against a typewriter. It's an insult to a young man my age. 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I threw off the blanket and got out of bed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Man... can you wake up?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe old woman, who had to sleep in a single blanket, asked. The old woman didn't seem to sleep well all night. She had a bad cough. She must have been awake before I woke up. She must have woken up when I got up. In any case, the old woman was fast asleep.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt's also because I'm older and I don't sleep well. And I don't trust things.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Yes....I'm going out.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Be careful, you snake.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"The moon is shining, and the rain is about to come\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI got off the bus. It was very cold and I put on my collar, which was loose. Both shoes were missing from where I had taken them off last night. One was lying on its side and I had to find the other about three steps away. I was relieved that the dog had not carried it away. It must have been someone who had fought.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI went to the water closet first and drank a glass of water. It was a new water closet, and the water smelled.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Don't go towards the bamboo groves, go towards the shore, do you hear me, man?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e My father spoke again, and it became clear that I was not the only one awake. Our family of four was sleeping in a big tent, facing north and south.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e “Yes”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy mother must be waking up too, but she didn't say anything to me.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I heard a loud noise from the house. It seemed like the owners had woken up. I went out and lit a lamp from the house.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn the empty space in front of the house, there was a large pile of our belongings. We had piled up two carts of belongings, covered with rough mats, and covered with logs to keep the wind from blowing them over.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e In fact, this empty space is a threshing floor. To the west of the pile of goods is an overturned cart house, and the two are under a tamarind tree.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAs I emerged from between the cart and the pile of goods, I heard a rustling sound from inside the bamboo hut leaning against the mango tree near the entrance. I couldn't see anything. I couldn't tell if it was a tortoise or a snake. Snakes often come in bamboo huts. That's why my mother warned me.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHere, snakes are called “long snakes.” We, who are from another place, often call them snakes as if they were broken. We can’t call them that, because they call them snakes, that’s why we call them that.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThey don't lose face. There is an animal in that area that cannot be named. It is the tiger. The \"Tapan Lord\" who rules the Tapan Mountains says he doesn't like it. Even the puppets can't use the tiger. We don't use the word tiger because we feel sorry for the villagers. My father also made us strictly follow it.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHowever, whenever my father and I were alone on the mountainside, he would...\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"People, don't believe in such things, a tiger is a tiger, who should we be afraid of? These spirits are useless. But the hard part is that you have to be kind to your fellow villagers, right? Don't make them feel bad.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI walked through the clearing, removed the top two rows of bamboo that formed the courtyard gate, and then crossed the bottom row to enter the courtyard.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn those areas, only a few houses have fences made of bamboo, usually three or four rows of long poles. The village fence is made of bamboo. Don't be afraid of thieves, but be careful of robbers. If they attack, the whole village will be destroyed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEven if I went out into the courtyard, I would be at the edge of the river. In fact, Ponnayan Village is a long village on the west bank of the Ayeyarwady River. There are about a hundred houses.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eI sat on the bank. The bank was about a foot high. The place I was in was in the middle of the village, and the bank had been dug out to allow the cart to descend. In other places, steps had been made in the ground and people used to take baths.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt was not high tide, but the lower bank was as wide as a banquet hall. I could see faintly in the dawn light that there were bamboo groves on the lower bank. The only music of the night was the sound of the waves hitting the boats and birds moored at the water's edge.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe three main livelihoods of Ponnayan village are farming, weaving, and ferrying.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy mind and heart are refreshed by the wind blowing across the river. On the other side is Sagaing. But I can’t see it, I can hear the barking of dogs and the flickering of lights from the huts on the beach. In the daytime, I can clearly see the Kaungsin Pagoda. But for me, Sagaing is Sagaing, day or night. I can guess what is there. I have lived in this city for more than a year. Again, I am not a person who has been confined to my house, but a person who has been translating Japanese from the Sagaing hills in the east to the Thaburi Daung in the west. After the Allies bombed Sagaing, and the Japanese troops around the five-story pagoda near Linzin, where we lived, we fled to this west bank.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Mon...Koyin, let's turn on the light.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e I turned around and saw the host, Ba Kyi Htwe, lighting a fire in front of the pile of materials. He was lighting the bamboo sticks, and the fire was about a cubit high. Ba Kyi Htwe was making a fire with two bricks and was about to heat the earthen water pot.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“Yes...Uncle Htwe, I'm waiting for the boat to arrive.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"I haven't heard anything yet, come on.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy uncle Htwe knew me well. We didn't live in Ponnayan village, but the village where we took refuge, Myay Ngu, was about half a mile west of Ponnayan village. Myay Ngu was a large village with more than three hundred houses. During the more than a year I spent in Myay Ngu until the end of the war, I visited not only Myay Ngu but also the surrounding villages.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThey did all the work that the villagers did. They herded cows, carried water, plowed, reaped beans, plucked onions, picked peppers, and picked sweet potatoes. They picked tamarind and dogwood leaves. They cut firewood at the foot of the mountain, then they made honey, they dug holes for fish and snakes in the stream, and they caught shrimp. They also played abacus, threw ax, and “boats.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eMy father and I used to go to this village of Ponnayan to bathe every day. Myaingu is on the mainland. Ponnayan can be called the river port of Myaingu. 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A dark, narrow staircase.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e It is the new moon day of the Goddess, with silvery snow and a cool breeze.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e A young man came down from a four-story building on 38th Street in a hurry. When he reached the street, he stood for a moment with a confused expression, then slowly walked down.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe had already managed to avoid meeting the landlady on the way down the stairs. His room was on the top floor, right next to the roof. The other three-story buildings\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The modest height was divided into four floors, so the top floor was not a standard apartment but a low-rise building.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBut he was still clinging to this small, low room. The landlady lived on the third floor directly below his room, so whenever he wanted to go out, he had to go through the landlady's kitchen. Every time he did, he was afraid and felt uneasy. Because he was the landlady's wife.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eBecause the rent and food bills are already overwhelming.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn fact, it was not only a time when he was avoiding the big lady who owed him money, but also a time when he was trying to avoid meeting his friends. Now he didn't want to meet anyone. It was a time when he was hiding from the world. As the economy got worse, his position was gradually becoming smaller and smaller. He was becoming more and more scattered.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eSometimes he decides to face the world with courage, hoping that it will be better than midnight, but he stumbles on the stairs.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He hated the idea of ​​having to beg for money. He was tired of being lied to and apologized to.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eTherefore, he too had to get off the roof like a thief.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\"Am I that cowardly? Am I that weak? Am I not brave enough to face anything? Yes. I am not a person who dares to do anything practically. These days, I only lie in bed and make up ideas. I am afraid to put those ideas into practice. I am a coward. If I am even afraid of this great woman, how can I put my other ideas into practice?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe young man was walking, talking to himself. He didn't care that everyone around him was working hard to make ends meet. He had a sad face, as if he were the only one in the world who was unhappy. His face was so ugly.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEven in the dark, it was clear from all sides that he was a handsome man.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He has good eyes and eyebrows, and a manly stature. His only weakness is his habit of talking to himself. Occasionally, his superiors\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e The lower lips are moving, revealing inner restlessness.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn addition, the young man looked sunken and a little tired. In fact, he had been going through sleepless nights and had not eaten for two days.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHis clothes were also very old and worn. He could see the copper lines on his red-and-white shirt. The shirt underneath was also a dirty red. The collar and pockets were torn. The cuffs were torn and the long-sleeved shirt was torn. Because of this, he did not want to see his school friends.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eNo matter how much he forgets his surroundings, he still remembers where he is going. Because he knows exactly how far it is from where he lives and how long it will take to get there. Once he counted the number of steps he took on this journey. There were exactly seven hundred and thirty steps. Now he was walking this journey with a purpose. He was acting out his nightly fantasies.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe young man walked along the narrow, dirty road and soon arrived in front of an old building. The tenants in the old building were Chinese, Black, Burmese, and Ka-pya. They were not happy people, but people who had to live in a comfortable place. Their occupations were also different from each other. The young man studied the building and the surrounding area for a long time and then climbed the dark and narrow stairs. The stairs were only wide enough for a person to climb with difficulty, and there was very little light. However, he was used to climbing stairs and knew which floor he was on. He remembered this environment well and was familiar with it. He especially liked the darkness and blackness. “If I’m so afraid now, what will I do when I actually do it?” The young man asked himself again with dissatisfaction when he reached the fourth floor. At that moment, he did not move forward for a long time. Because three or four guys were moving the furniture. In that room lived a guy who was a life insurance agent.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe knew that. Now that the house has moved to another place, it is indicating that there will be only one old lady at the top of the north staircase of the third floor until another tenant arrives. There is still a staircase at the top of the south staircase to go up to the upper floor of this building. It is a four-story building, with one staircase for every two rooms.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHe stood at the top of the stairs, away from the scoundrels, and pressed the small white electric button installed at the door of the old woman's room. A faint ringing of a bell rang from inside. A moment later, a creaking sound was heard from inside, and the door swung open. The old woman stood there, watching the visitor intently. In the darkness, her small, hard eyes were bright. Only when she saw the scoundrels at the top of the stairs did the old woman open the door wide, as if reassured by the situation. As soon as the door opened, the young man stepped inside. The old woman stood face to face with the young man, still gazing intently.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThe old woman was about 60 years old, and her skin was already wrinkled. Apart from her sharp eyes and pointed nose, her other features were frail. A white cloth was tied around her long neck, which looked like a chicken leg. The old woman often coughed. She had applied too much coconut oil to her white hair, which gave off a strong odor. The old woman seemed to be gradually becoming more and more suspicious of her age.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e“My name is Maung Yankin. I am a student. I was here once a month ago.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e He spoke quickly, but with complete reverence.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e \"Oh...oh...yes...I remember.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n\u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e However, the old woman's eyes were still narrowed. \"Yes... 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He saw a crowd of people of all ages, shapes, heights, skin tones, and moods, all crowded together through the uneven doorway, crowded together\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIt is a period of warm and dry days, similar to the spring between the end of the rain and the end of winter. The rainy season, which was rainy and rainy, rainy and rainy, and rainy and rainy, has ended. The rainy and rainy, rainy and rainy, and\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eKhin Maung Yin, a native of Mang Shwe, had often visited Pyin Oo Lwin, which was only 40 miles away from the Golden City. As he rode, winding, and climbing the mountain cliffs that rose thousands of feet above sea level, he confidently surrendered his inner self to the beautiful scenery. As he entered the Mandalay Plain and reached the village of Thit Bo, the fourteen-mile camp, the whole way was pleasant and cool. Suddenly, as if he had been hit by a sudden rush of heat that made his whole body shake, he felt as if he had been hit by hellfire when he left the cinema. It seemed that even the blood circulation had changed because of the dizziness.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHowever, with the ever-cool young woman Hla Moe Nyo holding his hand, he was able to endure everything. Partly because it was one of the best Burmese films released this year, partly because it was a Sunday night at 6:30 on a financially prosperous new moon, partly because the theater was so crowded. Sometimes, I don't know if people even enjoy being in a crowd. I don't know if it's because they have become accustomed to crowding during traditional Burmese festivals such as Thadingyut, the lighting of the pagoda, and the pagoda festival. Now, the crowd that had come out of the theater did not give way to each other, but instead, they were pushing each other, pushing each other, and pushing each other to get to their desired destination.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAt this time, Khin Maung Yin and Hla Moe Nyo had no space to wait for a moment, and the crowd was coming from all sides, so they could not stay where they were, so they had to press together, press in and out like everyone else. Hla Moe Nyo, who was still only 20 years old, held Khin Maung Yin's large hands, hugged his palm-sized waist, placed her small hands on his broad shoulders, and snuggled tightly into his bosom, floating among the waves of humanity. The touch of their skin was a kind of warmth. It was not the external warmth of the weather, but the warmth of the inner warmth. Because of this, they both feel like they are floating alone in the current of love, without any disappointment or regret for being so breathless.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eEspecially for Khin Maung Yin, he was satisfied that he had given up on his dear friends, Ko Sein Myint, Ko Bo Gyi, and Kaing Naung, and that it was worth it. Ko Sein Myint and Ko Bo Gyi were fellow architects from Yangon, but Ko Pao Nyeung was a young artist from Mandalay who came to visit them occasionally. They were young and had big ambitions. They were determined to become great architects and great artists one day. They were trying. For example, Ko Sein Myint said that if a 150-foot-high temple dedicated to the great king, which he had designed, was already standing at the edge of Yangon, he would be happy. Ko Bo Gyi, on the other hand, was a man of few words and a great reader. The books he read were not related to architecture. Ko Paon Naing, on the other hand, is a young Southeast Asian artist who is now beginning to make a name for himself beyond the borders of Burma.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eAnyway... The four of them are friends who never lose their love even though they are surrounded by the same woman. They are people who will never be separated. However, although they are suitable for living in Yangon due to their job, if the artist Ko Paung is away from Mandalay for a month, his artistic interests will decrease. Three of the four friends are in Yangon and one is in Mandalay. The four of them only get the chance to meet when the artist comes to Yangon. Here, the artist comes to Yangon once a month and stays for a week. However, he is in Mandalay and is engaged in artistic activities and is painting a large historical painting, so he has not been to Yangon for three months, so he has returned today and will be back tomorrow. So the four of them meet and discuss various topics and arrange a meeting at the “Reza La” Hotel on the shore of Inya Lake. It's 6 pm. Not a minute, not even a minute.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eOf the four, Khin Maung Yin was the most precise and meticulous, and the most punctual. However, this time he was not just a minute or two late, but hours late. At about 4:30 PM, Khin Maung Yin was finishing his work in his office and was getting ready to go to “Reza La” when Hla Moe Nyo called him. She said she wanted to watch a movie at 6:30 PM tonight. Khin Maung Yin suddenly didn’t know what to say. He held the phone and stared for a long time. Didn’t Ko Sein Myint and others have an appointment at “Reza La” at exactly 6:00 PM? Wouldn’t Ko Pao Naeng, who had just come to meet them from Mandalay, be returning to the art scene the next morning? And then there was the opportunity to watch a movie with Hla Moe Nyo, a very cute young girl from Maupin.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eThus, he canceled his original plan with three friends and went to the sad, angry, sad\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eHowever, Khin Maung Yin, who cannot foresee the future, is completely unconcerned about the shocking incident that will happen in the next hour, and is immersed in Hla Moe Nyo's circle, struggling with the other moviegoers.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\n \u003cp data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eIn fact, the tighter it was, the closer he was to it, the more he liked it. In fact, the larger the crowd, the more it helped him and Hla Moe Nyo stand together. When the crowd in front suddenly stopped, her breasts gently touched his back. When the crowd behind them became a pack of horses, her thighs warmly touched him. 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