Khin Hnin Yu - Lovers' Village

A sleepless night

Even after taking the exam, Ma Kyi Hmun couldn't sleep. While studying hard before the exam, he thought, "I'll sleep after the exam," but when the exam was over, he couldn't do it.

It's like a joke inside, and my eyes are even blurry. I can't even sleep at a normal bedtime, let alone sleep soundly.

He felt his heart beat faster as he thought about the exam on a clear night, "Will I pass?" The thought entered his chest.

As much as he felt energized while taking the exam, he felt weaker and weaker as he walked away from the classroom. When his friends criticized his answers, the thought of “Will I ever get a passing grade?” tormented him. These thoughts tormented him at night, keeping him awake at night.

If she passes this class, she will get her degree next year. Like any normal student, she is often discouraged and nervous.

The moonlight was still shining at night. From the verandah where he stood, the sky was dark blue but bright as velvet. The stars sparkled like diamonds scattered on velvet.

The moon was slowly rising from the front of his face, almost reaching his head.

The night air grew colder as it approached midnight. The surroundings were quiet and still.

The flowers seem to be looking up at the stars in the sky, as if gazing at the face of their beloved. The leaves are also emerald green. In the southeastern sky, the Milky Way is seen winding around like a fairy's veil, white and white.

The stars in the Milky Way also appear to be moving and moving.

That night was a beautiful night. But as the English poet William Watts said, “The heart of the mirror, covered with the sorrow of the heart that does not want what is not received,” could not feel the taste of such a beautiful night. The mirror did not realize that in a human life that could not see, appreciate, or feel the beauty of nature, it was already a failure. He saw the letters in his eyes. Glastonbury and Disraeli, who had not seen them, were moving before him. The Japanese prince Naka, Minnanda Tu in the history of the British Parliament, the stone of Minnanda Tu.

"God... God"

He got up from his seat and grabbed the railing of the veranda. The Buddha also spoke from his mouth. The strange and amazing sight made the monk stop moving. A misty, silvery mist came towards him from the Milky Way in the sky. At first it was white and round, but as it approached him, its shape became distinct and distinct.

A very old Chinese man came to him through the sky. The old man was about to run away at once.

"Girl, where are you running to? Please listen to me."

The poor man was speechless and lay dying.

"I am Shih Huang Ti, the most powerful emperor in China who founded the Qin Dynasty in 220 BC."

The old man's fear had subsided a little now. He gave the old man a place to sit.

“Yes, I know as much as you should know about the Emperor from our teacher Daw Khin Khin Gyi. Oh... Oh... I don’t know how to use a hat or a crown, so please forgive me for not speaking like a palace person. Your Majesty.”

"Oh... I beg your pardon... girl. Don't call me Emperor or His Majesty. I am a spirit like you, just like me, after the dissolution of my life. Under the rule of death, all beings cannot be divided into levels."

"Yes," said the old man, still not completely overcome with fear.

"Humans are sometimes funny. They always think of their past as eternal. I took the title of "Shi-An-Tian" with the meaning of "First Emperor". I thought that there would be a thousand dynasties after me, second, third, etc. The reality is that when I die, my eldest son who was supposed to succeed me commits suicide, and my younger son succeeds me but is not qualified, and the Qin Dynasty is destroyed."

"Yes, of course, Grandpa. What about Grandpa's arrival?"

“Ah... Yes. When I met young people, I thought life was getting better, and I forgot about the reason I came. In your time, there are always some people who make mistakes without realizing it. I came to warn them. Sometimes, I thought it was good and did something on my own, but it turned out to be the opposite, and I saw that the historical stigma could not be erased. For example, if I were to give you an example of what I did, I built roads, dug canals, and did renovations to make the roads better. My sincerity is to make the country better. And I started the Great Wall of China in the north to protect China. I summoned the people of the country and forced them to do it.”

“Yes”

"Oh... history also includes what I did. It says that I was a king who used his royal power to oppress farmers and workers."

The poor man felt sorry for the king.