Nat Nwe - History and Heroes

The shirt that is no longer enough

The tree is also dying. Struggling, pulling, and tearing into pieces, it can no longer be covered and protected.

She 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.

Her 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.

She must be protected. If she dies, let her die.

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.

The strength is not equal. Will it be able to withstand a long-term battle?

The 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.

She 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.

The 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.

She had already died in battle.

(b)

Snow

From above the blue water, vapors rose, reaching higher and higher.

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.

Snow...

The 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.

Like snowflakes, the story is not cold.

Four and a half..

The gun looked small. It was a bit deep, like a small eggplant.

However, if a small fire breaks out from the mouth of the mill and the smoke spreads, a living person can accurately determine the problem.

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.

He 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.

His strong finger pressed the lever continuously, but it did not tremble, did not hesitate, did not tremble.

Because of this, many people automatically gave him the nickname "Uncle".

"She's not a good person."

(c)

Do 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.

Who makes history? What role does the hero play?

It is presented and discussed as a concept. It is necessary to clearly understand the connection between history and the hero.

The basic hero's role in history.

(d)

A 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.

Detective 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.

Yadanar 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.

An embassy displaying nude cars, a man who enters the human world and immediately returns, a roadside water pot that anyone can drink from.

In fact, this winter event is a mysterious and interesting story that explains the connection between history and heroes.

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Newborn baby

(A)

Yadanarn...

The name of a female writer who is also a poet seems too feudal to be popular. In fact, it also has a royal air.