Morning Glory - Love Flower

Chapter (1)

The 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.

The 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.

The 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.

At 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.

The 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.

The 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.

The 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.

The boy looked at the water droplets and shouted, "Ha... ha... ha!" repeatedly, and seemed very happy.

The girl, with a very frightened expression, grabbed the young man's hand and...

“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.”

"He said, "I let him go and left alone. Maung Maung didn't look back and just kept throwing stones."

After 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.

Then, 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.

"High, high, high, high, high..."

He called.

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.

At 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.

Then 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.

Myint Myint's face, which was laughing, looked at Maung Maung's face with a frown and a sigh of pain.

Then, 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.

Maung 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.

Maung 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.