As the hot summer left us, we finally made an ice cream. Originally, I had many ideas in mind and made a lot of desserts and western cakes. But sometimes things backfire, maybe they are too greedy. After all, time and physical strength are limited. Seeing that all the students in the group are tossing about mooncakes, I can't use the phrase "hot heat" too much. That temptation, but I can't move, I can only honestly watch everyone do it. I "sigh" in front of the computer, drool, and swallow hard. I will make mooncakes next year. I won't be able to eat the mooncakes I made this year during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Then let the coolness and sweetness of ice cream extinguish your desire for mooncakes (whispered: The taste of mooncakes is second, but the process of making them yourself)
