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I will cross the boat, I will cross the boat_I will tell you, my brother, don't be afraid of new things_The wind blows on the leaves of the tree_If you lose your temper, you will miss your wife too

Longing for the countryside at the end of October_falling in the wind, remembering the tragic story_secretly loving the girl hidden in the forest_please have mercy on me, my master

freezing air drops, intense loneliness

Hello fall season, It’s time to pave the leaves.

Windfall

The wind is cold

The love that remains is a promise, a heart that bleeds, a threat that tears away.

Promise poison is your choice, right? Now, I'm lost, love is gone, and all I have left is a ream.

In the morning, the cold wind blows and the face rises red.

Spring coming and the wind blowing, I start missing your body

Feelings rise like TOUR EIFFEL

On the 15th day of the month, we and the third Buddha are the​ chief of this ceremoney

But during the spawning season, in the month of Srap, Phopbat, Assoch, Kathik Preah Konak, it is forbidden to cook meat.

I would like to command that the fish born from the 1st of September until the full moon of December