Subscribe to my blog! A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree. A little boy loved to come and play around it everyday. He climbed to the treetop, ate the apples, took a nap under the shadow. He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him. the little boy had grown up. And he no longer played around the tree every day. One day, the boy came back to the tree and he looked sad.

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