?The person who came to pick us up was Cui Chen. Listen to this name, don’t think he is Chinese, he is an authentic Muscovite , and of Jewish descent. The most important thing is that he has a true love for Chinese culture and insists on learning Chinese by himself. He even copied the song "Burning Flowers" on the wooden door of his house. The communication with him in Chinese and English made me very friendly. I originally thought that after picking up the plane, I might not have any contact with Brother Cui, but later facts proved that Brother Cui was one of the protagonists this time! He took us to do a lot of things, acted as a Russian translator for us, visited the Red Square, and went shopping Forest, watching ballet, eating hot pot... I even accidentally said that McDonald's toys are cute, and he would eat McDonald's children's meals for three days in a row and collect a complete set of toys for me. In the end, he sent me to the train station leading to the airport. He said that he almost never smiles when taking pictures, but in a photo he took with us, he smiled very happily. We all said that it was him. The most handsome photo? The second smile we met:)
Evgeniya, was originally just a volunteer recruited by the project to help us get familiar with Russia. In the project, she is more like a big sister, always trying her best to take us to different places. My social issues are the joys and disappointments of Muscovites. Knowing that I couldn't conduct a smooth interview because I didn't understand Russian, she took the initiative to contact me and help me. She acted as my Russian translator and took me to her company. Only then did I find out that she was an employee of a charity for the disabled. She said that she She has been working here for six years and she particularly likes it here. I feel like she is like an angel, always helping everyone around her and warming the hearts of every volunteer in a foreign country. When I finally got on the plane to fly back to Guangzhou, she actually sent messages every two hours, "You have left Russia", "You have arrived in Kazakhstan" and "You should return to China now". Well, I don't believe that we will never see each other again in this life. N smiles I met:):):)
?Volunteers from more than 20 countries live under the same roof. Every day when you go downstairs, you will meet friends from different countries and listen to different stories. Bahiya, a Moroccan girl, sweetly calls me by my English name Bonnie every time we meet, and gives me a tight hug. She always has a warm smile, so that you will no longer be timid. The kind Egyptian girl Elisso was willing to live in the same room with us three Chinese girls during the first conference and accompanied us around Nevsky Prospekt in St. Petersburg. Omar, a Moroccan boy, followed us on the subway for the first time and felt that Chinese people are very reliable. On the last day in St. Petersburg, he specially took us to eat Chinese food. He said that his favorite was the mutton stir-fried with green onions, which we could eat for a lifetime. Algerian goddess Narimene, majoring in pharmacy, taught herself oil painting but amazed everyone. Like most Chinese girls, she doesn’t drink or go out late at night. She is as quiet and gentle as a lily. And my Egyptian girl, sister Alaa, burst into tears when she knew I was leaving. She hugged me and said I would miss you all the time, which made me reluctant to leave and say goodbye. Of course, there are also my Chinese friends, Hanhan and Keyan in Room 13 on the 3rd floor. Most of the stories are related to you. Our daily yogurt fried chicken ice cream is really the most pleasant time of the day. I love being with us. A small day of chatting about dreams. The signature in the circle of friends has always been "In me the tiger sniffs the rose", which is translated in Chinese as "With a tiger in my heart, I sniff the rose carefully". When I came back from Russia and saw this sentence again, I felt that it was a perfect description of a fighting nation. When you walk the streets of Moscow, you can barely see them smiling at you, but at the same time you can't hear anyone making any loud noises. You will see people in twos and threes drinking on the steps, and you will also find that they are keen on decorating the street landscape. Ordinary bushes will be carefully trimmed into different shapes, including characters, animals, musical notes... thus giving them different charms. . Would you say they are rough, maybe, but you definitely cannot say they are not meticulous. Every figure and pattern carefully carved on the buildings, large and small, seems to be announcing to the world, "We love art, and we are very meticulous about art, and we do a good job."
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It has been a week since I came back, but I still miss that land. I still remember being surrounded by children and hugging me like a star at the conference on the outskirts of Moscow; I still remember the unparalleled moonlight that night on the Moscow River cruise; I remember the blue tranquility of St. Petersburg at 4.30 in the morning; I still remember the joy of getting my skating skills for the first time; I still remember the Teppanyaki meal that the warm Chinese compatriots treated me to, and the Chinese food cooked at two Moscow people’s houses. I still remember...< /p>
Meeting a smile in Moscow is the most beautiful encounter this summer and the best commemoration of my 20th year. If I have the opportunity, I will definitely set out again to explore this real world again.