Considering my years, I have been to Moscow quite often since the Soviet times. So the very first impression of her crashed into my memory. Autumn, rather November, I have a little time before the train, I decided to look at Red Square. I go out on it from the Historical Museum, it was already dark, silence and darkness, only the Kremlin stars are shining and flocks of crows are shining on the trees, which raised such a hubbub and croaking that the impression of a churchyard.
Later, I was on it both in summer and in winter, when the square was crowded during the day, there was a festive mood, one winter frost was over 30,
my still young son and I are watching how some Chinese or Japanese are filming something on Red Square. Karate or u-shu.
Red Square is different. Both joyful and gloomy.
By the way, when I was in Venice at the Arsenal, the walls of the Arsenal were laid out very flat on the walls of the Kremlin.
Later, I was on it both in summer and in winter, when the square was crowded during the day, there was a festive mood, one winter frost was over 30,
my still young son and I are watching how some Chinese or Japanese are filming something on Red Square. Karate or u-shu.
Red Square is different. Both joyful and gloomy.
By the way, when I was in Venice at the Arsenal, the walls of the Arsenal were laid out very flat on the walls of the Kremlin.
Translated automatically from Russian. View original
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