Suifenhe, a city that has definitely left a good mark on my soul. The city of bright colors, good-natured, open people and artistic, mystical mists. Passing through the streets early in the morning, when you hear only the rustle of brooms cleaners, you involuntarily observe with emotion the awakening of the town, which is not just “dives” into a new day, but first listening, gradually immersed in the working state. Children, old people, young people-go out to run, walk, or do gymnastics and breathing together. Even Pets humbly sit nearby, looking at their owners engaged in gymnastics. No one pushes, no one shouts, no one fusses… Everything passes under one beat of the city “pendulum”.