Russian churches are very common. During this time in Russia, I don’t know how many churches I have walked through. Once I passed a very retro church, half covered the door. I was hesitant to go in. I just came over to an elderly old woman bent over and motioned to open the door for her. And let me go in together, put on the church-prepared headscarf, just in time for the service, the dressed priest preached at the front, the choir sang on the side, many people, there are old people on crutches, there are cute children reading the Bible while praying, I stand in the corner, With awe, listen to the church bells ring and feel the power of faith. Suddenly it is understood that the church is alive, not only a beautiful building, but also a place of soul. Later, when I walked on the road and met the church, I would push the door boldly in. Sometimes I caught up with the service and stood in the corner. When I visited the famous Savior Cathedral, I needed girls to wear a headscarf, and I couldn’t wear skirts, and men couldn’t wear shorts. When the queue, the uncle of the security check turned off the people who did not meet the front and back, looked at me, and might want me to feel the charm of the church, and let me in very kindly. Just entering the church hall, was shocked by the majesty of the frescoes around, when looking up at the frescoes of the dome, lifelike, as if a person in this cathedral, in the arms of the gods, peace and tranquility, that feeling that whenever you think, It seems that standing in that church is a deep mark in the heart. Sometimes, some scenery is just a legend of smoke, sometimes, some scenery is only in it, suddenly understand ~ If a beautiful encounter ~