A big, old tree stands by a road near the city of
Hiroshima. Through the years, it has seen many
things.
One summer night, the tree heard a lullaby. A
mother was singing to her little girl under the tree.
They looked happy, and the song sounded sweet.
But the tree remembered something sad.
"Yes. It was some eighty years ago. I heard a
lullaby that night, too."
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