Zhang Feng bypassed the crowd, and the shallows grew with low grass, and the rocks outcropping from the water listened to the birds. You can see the city in the distance in the mist. I bought a flying wing ticket back to St. Petersburg at the pier in the Gulf of Finland, but the price of 750RUB was half an hour to get back to St. Petersburg. There were very few people on the boat, and sitting next to Zhang Feng was an old foreign couple accompanied by a guide. The winged boat sailed fast on the Gulf of Finland, and as the water narrowed, the ship sailed from the Gulf of Finland into the Neva River, passing through the familiar landscape. Soon, the ship was docked.

Back in the familiar Petersburg, Zhang Feng wandered in the cool breeze, and the corners of his mouth could rise.

Walking into the National Museum of Russia, I thought that there were only two hours left to visit, but I didn't want to have a few more hours than the description on the Internet, Zhang Feng couldn't help but be a little happy.

Similar to the Hermitage, if you are just an "art lover", you can still learn the story behind the artwork by renting an audio guide, but if not, you have to experience it.

Unlike the Hermitage, the artworks here are mainly made by native Russian artists, which is the essential difference from the Hermitage. From the older iconostasis to Repin and beyond, there are authentic works on display here.

In fact, the most famous in the Russian State Museum is Repin's slender man on the Volga, but when Zhang Feng asked the aunt in the museum, he learned that the museum had been withdrawn. I can only regret it.

On my last day in Petersburg, I didn't expect the weather to be extremely bad.

Shuttling through the streets of Petersburg in the cold wind, perhaps because of the cold, perhaps because of the hurry, Zhang Feng could feel the hurried steps of the people around him.

In the plan, Zhang Feng had already bought a high-speed train ticket from St. Petersburg to Moscow at 3 p.m. in advance, and in the remaining hours, Zhang Feng still wanted to wander the streets of St. Petersburg to meet the gentleness here, and then climb to see this magnificent city.

Zhang Feng walked through the familiar Nevsky Prospect, through the Hermitage Square, and across the banks of the Neva River, still in the cool and biting air, but it complemented the cold appearance of the country.

Zhang Feng passed through the Petrograd district of St. Petersburg, and then stepped on Rabbit Island from Petrograd, which was the beginning of the establishment of St. Petersburg in Petrograd - Peter and Paul Fortress.

Zhang Feng can feel that this is undoubtedly one of the landmarks of St. Petersburg, whether on the banks of the Neva River or on the commanding heights, this golden spire is obviously the most eye-catching symbol. Zhang Feng wanted to enter the fortress or the church next to him to visit the foundation of the city, but looking at the online evaluations seemed to be very average, and he was a little tired, so he decided to give up. So it followed the Birzhevoy Most into Vasilyevsky Island.

Zhang Feng stood on the bank of the Neva River, and the buildings on the opposite bank had a unique flavor in the thick fog and dull light. 35xs

On a platform between Petrograd and Vasily, Zhang Feng saw an uncle painting in the cold wind.

The best place to get a bird's-eye view of St. Petersburg is, of course, St. Isaac's Cathedral, but the weather has not been beautiful for the first few days, and I don't want to meet the worst weather in St. Petersburg on the last day.

Not far from the Church of St. Isaac there is also a building with a golden spire, the Admiralty Building.

Zhang Feng climbed the spiral staircase at the top of the church on both sides of the main entrance of the church and saw the most shocking view of St. Petersburg.

This church is the largest Orthodox church in St. Petersburg, second only to the Cathedral of Christ the Savior in Moscow, and is said to be known as the four largest cathedrals of the world, along with St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican, St. Paul's Cathedral in London, and Santa Maria del Fiore in Florence. The decorative frescoes in the interior are exquisite and luxurious.

Walking out of the church, even on the way back to the hotel, Zhang Feng felt the need to take a good look at Petersburg.

Zhang Feng took his luggage, wrote a postcard and handed it to Nastya to ask the hotel to help send it out and said goodbye, and then left. Left St. Petersburg.

Due to the early flight the next morning, Zhang Feng decided to stay near the Belorusskaya railway station, which is very convenient to Sheremetyevo Airport. After arriving, I decided to try the Russian food again before leaving Moscow.

After eating, I navigated to the hotel where I was going to stay tonight according to the address on booking, but after arriving at that address, I still couldn't find the hotel at all. After several failed phone calls, Zhang Feng had no choice but to say to the fluent English girl on the other end of the phone: could you lead me to the hostelAfter a while, an aunt appeared and beckoned to Zhang Feng, Zhang Feng followed her into an old building (I feel like a business office building?), got on the tight and equally old elevator, and walked into a room.

This is actually a residential house, which has been converted into a multi-person hotel, or inn. It turned out that my aunt was the owner of this hotel, but she didn't know English at all. The girl who spoke fluent English just now was just a tenant here.

The hotel facilities are very simple and the space is also very tight, but there is a kind of homely warmth inexplicably, but it also let Zhang Feng know that it is better to book a room after his own field trip in the future.

The next day, Zhang Feng got on the plane and came to the last place in Russia, called Vladivostok, a place that originally belonged to us, because the room here was really a bit troublesome, Zhang Feng had to find a relatively good hotel to live in, Zhang Feng lived in a 3-person room, charging 3,000 rubles.

The exterior scene of the hotel, there is a kind of gloom, but there is also a kind of unconvincing vitality, but it is too difficult to capture, Zhang Feng decided to give up after trying to fail. First-class small station start

The "aunt" at the front desk was busy going through the registration procedures, although the language was not understood, but fortunately, the aunt was very familiar with the business, and she began to fill it out with Zhang Feng's certificate.

The elevator of the hotel, Zhang Feng believes that many people have not done it, it is very small, and the two fat men can't turn around. Also, there is a shop on the second floor. Zhang Feng felt inexplicably happy, there was a shop in the hotel.

After packing up, Zhang Feng went out, probably in a different place, the peach blossoms were here, Zhang Feng's luck was good, he met a beautiful woman when he went out, so he hurriedly took a picture secretly.

The sky in Vladivostok is sunny, and the sea in Vladivostok is blue, which is better than Moscow and St. Petersburg, and also makes Zhang Feng have a very good mood to start a new journey.

And the girl in the camera, the aristocratic fan, is really like a princess in a fairy tale, Zhang Feng wants to know what the girl is looking at, but for the first time, he didn't have the courage to talk to him, to break the routine like an eternal work of art.

Blue sky, high-rise buildings, sea view rooms, Vladivostok is still a place to enjoy the color.

A pedestrian commercial street near the sea, the scenery is good, and it didn't take long for Zhang Feng to meet a beautiful exotic girl.