A farmer father climbs dozens of meters into the air, showing a father's love as weighty as a mountain

People who love to travel around always have plenty of reflections and feelings, and simple remote places touch them even more deeply. I remember once going to a remote mountain area, almost cut off from the world. An old farmer had three or four children, each very young and crying to be fed, and in that remote mountain area there was simply no better food to provide the children with nutrition, only this stretch of towering forest.

This stretch of forest had never been harvested by people and was full of the unknown, yet it was the old farmer's blessing. Although it shot straight into the clouds and was hard to climb, the delicacies up there were a great temptation, making the children's mouths water.

The old farmer's family waited under the tree, looking up eagerly, and at the same time lit a fire under the tree, making it smoke, to better drive away insects and prevent bites.

The old farmer chopped small steps into the trunk one cut at a time to make footholds. That is how he climbed dozens of meters into the air, one step at a time, and the climb was very difficult and required even more courage, but the drive of a father's love made the old farmer persevere.

Finally he reached the place where the trunk branched. Only here, dozens of meters up, could he take a brief rest, which was truly not easy, and at the same time the challenge came: the old farmer needed to walk out along the branch to look for the delicacy, and when luck was bad he had to go all the way to the end.

Holding a smoking branch in his hand, he climbed to the top and smoked the bees out of the tree hollow, all for the fragrant pure honey... It is said that a father's love knows no bounds, and I think this is just what that means.