When I went out the next day, I would like to talk about SC Johnson's impression of Russia. A large part of it came from the movies I saw when I was a child: the Soviet soldiers with blood on their heads raised their heads in the smoke of shrapnel, shouting comrades, "Come on, Moscow is behind me!"

Or farmers with thick eyebrows and big eyes drive tractors to walk in the golden wheat waves: their clothes are covered with cow dung, and their foreheads are soaked in sweat; their eyes are staring at the distance with a clear look, looking at the country's endless beef and potatoes...

In the history of junior high school, I gradually realized that there are all kinds of crazy, sinister, corrupt or angry rulers here. The Tsars were not only the masters of the huge empire, but also the godfather of the British Empress, and the relatives of many German royal families, and their bloodlines were chaotic!

Until now, I don’t understand why this sparsely populated land and frozen to death produces all kinds of beauties that are mouth-watering, and women are 10 million more than men!

How can this make the love of 30 million single dogs in China feel?

Walk along the red wall of the Kremlin, and not far away is the everlasting fire of the tomb of the nameless martyr. Next to it, it says: No one knows your name, your deeds are passed down forever...

Two soldiers standing guard held rifles, their noses were raised up to the sky, and their nostrils were comparable to those of Jay Chou. They tried their best to pretend that the buzzing crowd around them did not exist...

Continue along the towering red walls and pass through a carefully maintained small park, which is the entrance to the Kremlin. There are two things that SC Johnson only knows now.

First of all, the Kremlin is not a palace. Kremlin means a fortress in Russian, so any town with a little history will have a Kremlin.

Although the Kremlin in Moscow was entangled with the history of the Soviet Union, the buildings here began to be built during the Yuan Dynasty in China. However, at that time, Moscow was still a small town that was trembling under the Mongolian cavalry.

Through the gate, there are snow-white churches everywhere, golden onion roofs, towering bell towers and orange, blue, red, and golden decorated lintels only found in fairy tales books.

A team of tall cavalry was walking into the square with their sabers, the sound of horses' hooves stepping on the stone slabs, the sound of infantry boots, the sound of guns' friction and the drum beats of military bands, echoing among the towering walls of the church...

Johnson looked at it curiously and found that there was no neat stance here. The infantry and horse team lined up in a circle and then turned into square.

The soldier turned the spear with the bayonet into his hand as a golden cudgel, and then placed it neatly on the ground with a click.

As the majestic music moves, the cavalry pulls out the saber with a sound of browsing the ground, swings it meaninglessly twice, and then inserts it back into the scabbard with a click of the drum, which is a daily show-off.

In front is the New Saint Monastery, a collection of old buildings and lawns. The gate is quiet and turns around and meets a nun with a black robe.

There is a large open space in the corner of the innermost wall, scattered in piles of stones, which old building should be from.

The nun was etched by time and was ravaged by wind and rain. From time to time, she walked by the side, as if she had been like this for a hundred years. The atmosphere was originally quite good, and the worker who was fucking enthusiastically returned to the cultivation.

The dome has been curled with a golden luster and the walls are brand new and shiny. It seems that something must be patellar to be comfortable?

After rows of sculptures, the marble ballerina sleeps under her feet, the navy colonel under the huge anchor, and next to the plane is the famous aviation designer Tupolev, and the astronaut holding a helmet...

I thought it was an art museum, but Yelena said it was a cemetery?

Back on the street, before coming, I imagined that the buildings here were almost like the old residential area in the capital, with square matchboxes. The Second World War was ravaged by the war, and the Beijing and Moscow were both influenced by style.

But the city center is still full of old buildings in the styles of Neoclassical, Renaissance and Baroque.

Behind the neat Roman columns and carved eaves, you can occasionally see a gray revolutionary building rising from the ground, thinning from bottom to top, and until the huge red stars on the spire, which is very distinctive.

If you like huge and magnificent revolutionary buildings, there is no place that can compare to vdnkh. Hundreds of large and small exhibition halls occupy more than 0 football fields.

Walking along the Central Avenue, each giant exhibition hall on both sides once represented a franchise republic or region of the former Soviet Union.

The exhibition hall of the Karelia Republic on the wood, the Armenian exhibition hall decorated with complex patterns, and the Ukrainian exhibition hall surrounded by wheat ears...

There are also two giant fountains on Central Avenue: the National Friendship Fountain and the Stone Flower Fountain.

Standing at the Space Conqueror Monument, well, a very modest name. At the top of the 107-meter-high monument is a rocket leaving behind the tail, and the flames behind the tail stormed out at an angle of 77 degrees, scorching the earth.

Behind the fountain are the Su-27 fighter jets, the Oriental rocket, the Jacques 42 jetliner and the Blizzard space shuttle are displayed.

The sickle and hammer of victory seemed to shine in every building. Johnson was surging with passion, hoping to hold the red flag and sing as we walked on the road and stride along the exhibition hall...

Finally, I came to the market and called an ant?

Rows of leather hats, nesting dolls, porcelain from Uzbekistan, wooden baskets from Siberia, tea trays with sickles and hammers, revolutionary posters filled with Russian slogans and Lenin's badges of the age...

Johnson Chan was stunned. Isn’t this the Russian Pan family?

A concentrated area for small vendors combining open-air and indoors is somewhat similar to Xiushui Street, Hongqiao Market and Panjiayuan Fresh Goods Market.

There are artworks, handicrafts, antiques, Soviet-era supplies and everything you might want to be souvenirs.

Especially the nesting dolls, there are a large area of ​​them, which is simply a nightmare of dense phobia!

Although they are both nesting dolls, the prices vary greatly. An average nesting doll costs hundreds of rubles, which is equivalent to dozens of RMB. The most expensive one is actually 8,000 rubles?

It turns out that it is purely handmade, and it feels good to touch. It has signatures from craftsmen. If it is made by someone with a little fame, it is more expensive because it has collection value.

The second floor is the flea market that tests your eyesight. Locals put out old things of the year at home, various coins, old stamps, silver plates, chandeliers, and even hand-cranked phones and phonographs from the middle of the last century, bulky wooden boxes or small jewelry boxes...

Xia Long and Xia Hu were very excited and saw many military supplies. Although they were no longer lethal, they were also a kind of historical proof. There were also various badges representing the ultimate of personality cultism.

Johnson Chan was interested in a set of silver tableware from the 18th century. After several bargains, he won 10,000 rubles, almost 150 US dollars. He claimed to be the royal silverware used during the Tsar period. I don’t know if it is true?

Walking on the street, facing all kinds of cool beauties, blonde hair and blue eyes, and a hot figure.

I heard that girls here have popcorn genes, which were so beautiful that it was upsetting when they were young.

However, after getting married, about one night of the fifth month of pregnancy, the terrible popcorn gene would be triggered with a bang, and it would blow up the clothes on its body like a Hulk!
Chapter completed!