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"The Gift of the Magi" is a heartwarming and beautifully crafted short story by O. Henry, first published in 1905. The story revolves around a young, poor couple, Jim and Della, who live in a small apartment in New York City. Despite their financial struggles, they are deeply in love and always find ways to make each other happy.

As Christmas approaches, they both want to give each other a special gift, but they can't afford to buy anything expensive. Della, who has long, beautiful hair, starts to feel guilty that she has nothing to give to Jim, who is equally worried about what he can give her.

Della decides to sell her hair to buy Jim a watch chain for his prized possession, a gold watch that has been passed down from his grandfather. She visits a hair salon and gets her hair cut short and sells it for $20, which is a lot of money for her. She uses the money to buy a beautiful watch chain for Jim's watch.

On the other hand, Jim decides to sell his watch to buy Della a set of combs for her hair. He sells the watch for $18 and uses the money to buy a set of beautiful combs for Della's hair.

On Christmas morning, they both excitedly exchange their gifts. Della is ecstatic when she sees the watch chain and Jim is thrilled with the combs. But as they both admire their gifts, they both realize that their gifts are now useless. Jim's watch no longer has a chain and Della no longer has the long hair to use the combs.

The story might seem sad but it's actually a commentary on the true meaning of love and sacrifice. It shows that the greatest gifts are not always the most expensive or materialistic, but rather the ones that come from the heart and show the depth of one's love and devotion. It is a beautiful reminder that true love is not measured by the material things but by the sacrifices that we make for the ones we love.

This story has become a classic of American literature and is widely loved and studied in literature. It is a heartwarming, beautiful story of the love and sacrifice between a couple that will leave a lasting impression on anyone who reads it.

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(ဆရာမ ဂျုး ရဲ့ ကဗျာ နှစ်သက်လို့ ဘာသာပြန်ထားတာ။)
Translated by Dr. Soe Than

သက်တန့်

ဂျူး

Rainbow

by Jew

လိုက်ခဲ့မယ်နော်
လက်မောင်းမှာနှုတ်ခမ်းပေါ်မှာ
အိပ်ပျော်မှာပါ။နွံလွှာနက်နက်
ခြေတဘက်ကျွံနစ်
ရုန်းထွက်ဖို့ မဖြစ်နိုင်တော့ဘူးကွယ်။

Let me come along
holding onto your arm
and your lips.
I will sleep soundly.
Yet, with a foot
stuck in this deep bog,
how can I break free?

ဟောသည်မှာလေ
တိမ်တွေတောင် ကြွေမွကုန်ပြီ
တွေ့လား
ယုံလိုက်စမ်းပါ မန်းသီတာရယ်
တကယ်ပါ
ဇာခန်းဆီးလေးကို လွင့်သွားစေနိုင်တာပါ။

Look yonder.
E'en the clouds up there have crumbled.
See that?
Trust me, Man Thida, please.
It's true,
It can blow away the think lace screen.

အချိုခန်းသွားတဲ့ ပန်း
လွမ်းတတ်ရင်တော့ လွမ်းဖို့ကောင်းတာပေါ့။
တထစ်ထပ်လျော့စရာ
သိက်ခာ …
မာန …
ဘာမျှမကျန်ရစ်တော့လို့ပါ။

The flower, sucked dry of its sweetness!
If you're sentimental, you may long for it.
Here, I'm left with no more
Dignity....
Pride .....
To make any more concessions.

ဟင့်အင်း
ပိုင်ဆိုင်ခြင်းနဲ့ ဆုံးရှုံးခြင်းကြား
တခြားဘာမျှမရှိရ
'တစ်ခါတရံ' ဆိုတဲ့စကား
တရားမမဲ့ လွန်းဘူးလားဟင်
သွားလိုက်ပါတော့လေ
သည်နေရာမှာပဲ နေခဲ့မယ်။

Certainly not!
Nothing stands between
possession and loss.
The word 'sometimes' -
isn't it a tad inconsiderate?စာအုပ်ထူများ
You may go on your way.
I will remain here on my own.

လမ်း ၃၀
လွယ်အိတ်အဖြူ ၊
စကားပန်းပွင့်၊ ခွာမြင့်ဖိနပ်
အမှတ် ၁ ဘတ်စ်ကား
အားလုံးကို ကျေးဇူးတင်ပါတယ်။

30th street,
the white bag, thick books,
Champak flowers, high heels,
number 1 bus,
I'm grateful to you all.

ရွှေရှာတာ မဟုတ်ဘူး။
ငွေရှာတာ မဟုတ်ဘူး။
အချိုရှာတာပါ ကိုကိုရယ်
သစ္စာဆိုတာ ဒါလား
ဘီယာလိုပဲ ခါးတယ်နော်။

I'm not in search of gold.
I'm not in search of money.
I've been in search of honey.
Is that your fidelity?
Well, it tastes bitter like ale.

English translation by Soe Than