You don't get eggplants from a gourd vine.

She looked at her flight of cranes hanging from the ceiling, which her brother Masahiro had hung there for her.

She tried to touch the golden crane.

Her classmates folded three hundred and fifty-six cranes so that one thousand were buried with her.

Sadako has folded 644 paper cranes so far.

Sadako looked at the golden paper crane that her best friend Chizuko had made for her.

How beautiful and free the cranes were! Sadako sighed and closed her eyes.

Now she was so weak, but the crane made Sadako feel stronger inside.

A mother's heart is always with her children.

Will you make me a paper crane?

On top of the statue, Sadako is holding a golden crane over her head.

If a sick person folds one thousand paper cranes, her wish will come true.

"I can't even fold one more crane," she said to herself.

Cranes are big beautiful birds.

The crane was standing on one leg.

It was the last crane she ever made.

It was the first of the one thousand cranes that Sadako had to make.

As she watched, the birds, especially Chizuko's golden crane, looked alive in a light autumn breeze.

Chizuko said, "A crane is supposed to live for one thousand years."

That's a grapevine.