[Machine] I saw Bakr ibn Abdullah telling a story on the Day of Arafah, after the afternoon prayer, in a soft voice, crying and crying without raising his voice.
رَأَيْتُ بَكْرَ بْنَ عَبْدِ اللَّهِ يَقُصُّ يَوْمَ عَرَفَةَ بَعْدَ الْعَصْرِ رُوَيْدًا يَبْكِي وَيَبْكِي وَلَا يَرْفَعُ صَوْتَهُ
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