What interesting things have you encountered abroad?

The third thing is that when we communicate, it always makes me laugh. Her Chinese level is not very high, so when we communicate, a lot of interesting things will happen, coupled with the strength of our Northeast dialect, sometimes I pop up a few Northeast dialects from time to time, such as Polengaika bald skin, she is very "confused".

When I first started eating hot pot, I grabbed it with my hands, I used Chinese to communicate with people from other countries, foreigners listened with a confused face, and my tongue was stuck when I licked a telephone pole in the winter in Tohoku.

It's fun to eat with foreigners, they don't know how to use Chinese chopsticks, they can't pick up the food, and they can't send it to their mouths, and it's especially interesting to watch the food not eat.

Once, when my classmates and I went to the English corner and met a foreign student, we went up to talk to him, and as a result, he looked at us innocently and said in Chinese: Excuse me, can you say it again? a

When they don't understand the popcorn machine, they think it's a "**", especially after hearing the sound of popcorn "**", they feel that this thing is a "**". But after understanding what this thing is for, they exclaimed: Amazing!

Like a foreigner who came to China to travel before, he felt that this food was not to be eaten before eating "Mao Xuewang", but after tasting it, he was shocked and felt as if he had "opened the door to a new world", and he was so excited that he even drank the soup base of "Mao Xuewang".

One of the most daring things I've ever done was when I was a sophomore in college, lugging my suitcase to India for six weeks as an international volunteer.

I still remember when I first arrived in India, I was very curious and unfamiliar with everything. Because it's a completely different country, we have to learn how to adapt to living here. Therefore, all food, clothing, housing and transportation must be adapted like a baby again.

The most interesting thing was when I was buying potato cakes and samosa, and I tried to go to an Indian restaurant for the first time. It was especially appetizing to see the triangular golden stuff piled up on the table. So I asked him in English what it was.

The salesman was an Indian male who didn't know any English and kept nodding his head. I thought he understood what I meant, so I pointed to the food in the back and made a pen two to show him. He started to shake his head, and I thought maybe I had bought too little, so I made another two.

He threw two more hash browns into the bag and started shaking his head.

Why do you shake your head again, is it still too little? So don't buy it? I had to reluctantly make another two, and this time he put two more hash browns in it, and without waiting for him to shake his head, I put down the corresponding amount of rupees, took the bag and hurried away.

I'm afraid he won't sell me hash browns.

Later, I learned that the shaking of the head of the Indians is equivalent to our nod, and their nod is equivalent to our head, which is really a big oolong.

Once, when we were following our teacher on an inspection tour in Beijing, a foreigner couple in a rickshaw stopped us and pointed to a map in English to ask for directions, and the map said Temple of Heaven in pinyin.

I met a foreign student at school, and he didn't think he could use Chinese, but he didn't understand it.

I said to a German, "My English is not good", and the German in his 30s said, "You've only been studying for a few days, and we've been learning for more than 20 years."

1.Take the train abroad.

2.Take the old godmother abroad.

3.Bag of instant noodles back home.

There are many more, we were riding a motorcycle and were hit by others, but we also ran away ourselves, and finally found that the special license plate was knocked off! So I lost money to the boss again!

The only place I've been to is Ireland, a beautiful little country that, in the words of Mr. Gao Xiaosong, is the end of Europe and the kingdom of good wine and good people. This is completely different from what we imagine in Europe and the United States, and it is difficult for you to imagine that such a developed country with a per capita GDP in the top 50 in the world can preserve such a good folk customs and that long-lost sense of happiness.

If you think about it, you have someone in a rural Ireland who is willing to invite you to dinner with them, and who can take out their violin, and they can dance with you over that warm fire, and they can even recite poetry, and they can talk to you and laugh with you in that very simple, retro Irish accent, and for a moment, I even feel like it's heaven, and they're angels. So it's the happiest and most memorable thing for me, and it's not a lot of people who can have that experience, and it's probably only possible in a friendly country like Ireland.

Next, I have to talk about the difference between their wine and ours in this country where no wine is like losing a life. The most impressive thing is that there are bars all over the place, and there are groups of young people, who have a drink if they have nothing to do, and they also have a special bus for drinking friends, which flows 24 hours a day, you just need to finish drinking, get on the bus comfortably, and go home when you get to the place, there are no worries at all.

I came across a wine that I don't know the name, it should be the strongest wine I've ever seen, the raw material is actually made of potatoes, the alcohol content has reached 90 degrees, one is not careful, thrown out can be used as a gasoline bottle, I tasted it to death, almost didn't spit out all the snacks I ate today, the whole ** has changed color, but it does have a flavor, you can try it if you are sensual.

And then the funniest time was when we went around a university, and then a woman drove past us, and suddenly the car stopped, and we thought something was wrong, because she happened to be parked next to us, and she rolled down the window and said hello to us, and we laughed for a long time after she drove away.

Also, it's colder in the winter, and then they all wear hats. We don't have the habit of wearing hats in China, my house is from Harbin, so I can adapt to this temperature, but the Russian grandmother is very used to it. We often met grandmothers on the streets and said why we didn't have hats.

There was also an old man who made a tram and put my down jacket hat directly on me, which was so cute. I still laugh when I think about it now.

Before going abroad, I added a few WeChat Xiaowu groups, and there was a friend in the WeChat group who happened to be in the same place with me on Chinese New Year's Eve. Shengshen so we made an appointment to celebrate the New Year together, and then divided labor, and then discussed, I will bring the bottle of old godmother over! When I arrived in Nanning, I bought a bottle of Lao Gan Ma, and the Vietnamese customs almost didn't check it, and brought it directly, and when I arrived in Hanoi Fei Nha Trang, it was a tragedy, the plane security check was not, I communicated in broken English, which meant that I couldn't eat Vietnamese Qiaoxiao or food, so I brought Lao Gan Ma, and the magic was that I was taken away!

When I just went abroad, everything was fresh, I didn't understand anything, I went to McDonald's to buy something one morning, found a few steel and jumped out of the door to see an old man, a black man, dressed in tatters, squatting at the door of McDonald's to hold a cup, in a very good mood, and threw the steel into the old man's cup and then the sound was wrong, and then turned around, and saw that people were holding a cup of coffee.

When I was in the United States, I brought a lot of Chinese spicy noodles, and the American I lived with had never eaten spicy noodles, so the first time he ate them, he thought it was very delicious, and the expression was very exaggerated, which made me feel very interesting, and he also asked me to buy some spicy noodles for him from China, which made me feel very interesting, and I was touched by the power of Chinese food.

When I first went abroad, every time I preached prendre une pause, the listeners always looked different, and I never understood it. It wasn't until I got a French girlfriend later, and seeing that she was also laughing weirdly, I asked why. She didn't speak, and took the pen and wrote:

bouse！I looked it up in the dictionary and fainted, which means "cow dung"! Until now, I don't dare to say the word rest, for fear that I won't be able to pronounce it as "prendre une bouse".

When I was in the United States, I met a lot of Chinese people selling pancakes and fruits there, and there was a Chinese person who was my fellow countryman, which made me feel very close, so every time I bought a hail pancake fruit from them, they would always give me a few dollars cheaper.

When I first went abroad, I brought a lot of Chinese spicy noodles with me, but my friends in the United States had never eaten spicy noodles, and they didn't dare to believe that there was such a delicious thing when they first ate spicy noodles, and their exaggerated performance made me feel very funny, and even asked me to buy them in China.

When I first arrived in the United States, I brought several bottles of Lao Gan Ma, and the United States where I lived with had never eaten Lao Gan Ma, the surprised expression Pai Min when he ate it for the first time made me feel very funny, and then he asked me to help him buy a few more bottles of Lao Gan Ma from China, which made me feel that Chinese food is really delicious.

In everyone's life, there will be many "stories", happy, sad, angry, regretful ......There was a "story" that happened not long ago, and I can't help but laugh when I think about it.

During the summer vacation, when my father went to Shandong, he brought back many bags of soy sauce, and in order to better preserve them, my mother put them in the Coke bottles I had drunk before, and then put the Coke bottles full of soy sauce and the Coke bottles that I had not drunk before and placed them neatly on the balcony.

July 5th was my birthday, and my father, mother, brother-in-law, and sister all gathered at my house to congratulate me.

My mother stewed chicken and fish in the kitchen, and made a lot of delicious dishes, looking at these delicacies that I loved, my saliva was already flowing out, and I yelled that the birthday party should start soon. Dad set the table, put the dishes and chopsticks, poured wine, poured drinks, and was very busy. Everything is ready, I hurry up and put the cake on the table**.

It's time for the birthday party! I lit the candles, and my parents, uncle, and sister sang a birthday song for me, and I blew out the candles during the birthday song. Mom took out a Coke from the balcony and poured me a large glass of Coke.

Today is my birthday, and I should toast everyone and thank them for their blessings for me. As soon as Coco enters the mouth, I feel salty, what a taste! I spat the Coke on the ground, and everyone froze.

What's wrong? Mom also thought it was very strange, picked up the cola and smelled it, hahahaha, Mom laughed, it turned out to be soy sauce! When they came back to their senses, their fathers and uncles all laughed, and their younger sister screamed even more, and the laughter was deafening.

This birthday will be memorable because of my mother's carelessness. Now my parents often laugh at me about this "little episode", and I am secretly amused when I think of it. Ha ha!!!