Destiny Action 01

Destiny   Action   01

The   sun   has   lost   its   tenderness   in   spring,

Like   a   fireball   shining   on   the   earth,

seems   to   give   off   all   the   heat,

It   tanned   the   asphalt,   tanned   the   faces   of   passersby,

The   sun   is   so   big   that   the   tree   does   not   dare   to   swing   at   all,

Even   the   sun   cracked   the   earth,   and   poured   a   basin   of   water   on   the   ground,

The   thirsty   earth   sucks   clean   at   once,

The   sea   breeze   is   blowing,   with   a   little   damp   smell,

The   houses   in   the   distance   are   misty   and   smoky,

like   a   mirage,

The   mountains   are   rolling   up   and   down,

looming,   smoky,

like   a   paradise   on   earth,

Pieces   of   green   in   different   shades,

Like   patches   of   green   misty   ocean,

There   is   a   small   stream   beside   the   lotus   pond,

The   stream   is   microwaved,

crystal   clear,

The   sound   of   rushing   water   is   clear   and   pleasant,

As   if   singing   the   symphony   of   spring,

Underwater   small   fish   swaying   gracefully,

Naughty   blowing   little   bubbles,

The   wind   caressed   all   kinds   of   flowers   and   plants   by   the   stream,

Bend   it   now   and   then,

sometimes   lift   it   up,

As   if   the   earth   was   breathing   rhythmically,

The   grass   that   just   sticks   its   head   out,

Watching   the   outside   world   carefully,

There   is   a   bridge   over   the   creek,

The   long   branches   on   the   side   of   the   bridge   hang   in   a   string,

into   the   stream,

The   flowers   follow   the   breeze,

danced   lightly,

The   flowers   are   fragrant,   the   petals   are   fluttering,

attracted   a   dazzling   group   of   butterflies,

Can\'t   tell   which   is   a   flower   and   which   is   a   butterfly

The   shimmering   light   of   fireflies   shuttled   through   the   grass.

The   cicadas   on   the   trees   and   the   frogs   in   the   lotus   pond,

Like   the   melody   of   musical   notes   beating   on   Geum-hyun,

Compose   a   three-dimensional   animation   that   outlines   the   soul,

The   underworld   is   still   operating   silently,

Inside   the   P.H.   Fishing   Port,

There   are   two   large   black   spheres   of   thousands   of   people,

One   is   the   fishing   port   gang   in   the   south   of   the   fishing   port,

Yugang   Massage   Workshop   is   the   headquarters   of   Yugang   Gang,   specializing   in   massage   workshops,   finance,

The   second   is   the   bald   hall   in   the   north   of   the   fishing   port,

Shaved   Sands   is   the   headquarters   of   Shaved   Hall,   specializing   in   saunas,   real   estate,

Outside   the   P.H.   fishing   port,

There   are   several   hundred   small   black   spheres   of   influence,

One   is   the   Hanoi   Bulk   Gang,   the   headquarters   is   Bulk   Toys,   specializing   in   gun   transformation,   delivered   by   the   black   octopus   seabed,

The   second   is   the   Chiang   Mai   Fish   Head   Gang,   headquartered   in   frozen   fish   head,   specializing   in   the   manufacture   of   drugs,   transported   by   the   gray   octopus   seabed,

The   third   is   the   Malacca   Pirate   Society,   the   headquarters   is   Pirate   Circulation,   specializing   in   the   smuggling   of   parts,   transported   by   light   beige   octopus   seabed,

The   fourth   is   Busan   Shuitou   Pie,   the   headquarters   is   Haitou   Express,   which   specializes   in   human   trafficking,   and   is   delivered   by   apricot   octopus   under   the   sea.

The   fifth   is   the   Mumbai   Vagabond   Gang,   headquartered   in   Vagrant   Tourism,   specializing   in   human   trafficking,   transported   by   the   sea   blue   octopus,

The   sixth   is   the   Ryukyu   Islands   An   Yue   Group,   the   headquarters   is   An   Yue   Coffee   Finance,   which   specializes   in   hotels,   finance,