A lonely island far from the center of the world, midsummer Iceland, midnight sun. Time lost its normal dimension here, watching a long silent sunset, no dark nights in a summer, until the end of the universe, the end of time. In Iceland in July and August, the setting sun is infinitely stretched, and if you are lucky, you can meet the beautiful sunset. At the end of the tundra is a deep blue lake, the farthest side of the eye, white waves and nine snow-capped mountains. From the perspective of God, Seri Yalan has a waterfall on top of the waterfall. The town of Vic, with a fine weather, is a fairy tale in the northern part of the country. When the wreckage of the black sand beach met the majestic sunset, the brain made up a few shots of the last big movie. When the drone passes through the Feather Canyon, the atmosphere and exquisiteness, beauty and ruggedness make people feel helpless.