Once upon a time, there was a farmer who used to live in the woods of the southern forest. He lived alone in that forest. He used to chat with the birds that flew around. The monkeys were his old friends. He had a vineyard in the wood that has widened to the other end of the wood. Grapevine and all other creepy fruits were available there. His food was all about what he sow in his field, the vineyard. The remaining of his work is about to the animals and birds of the wood. He was...