A flower cake

Where's the right or the left? It's been a long break. Don't think about it. Don't touch everything about the flowers. Maybe there's something to think about. Ignorance is what makes it unconscious, because it can't get into the realm of consciousness. Even if it is called, it is an unrecognized thought. Rose, there's actually no preference for roses. The analysis was that it was only because of the defeats on the rose butter that it was so unhesitatingly chosen to beat the whole thing with roses. But it was a failure. Always worried about the butter over the head, with 120,000 points of caution, too much caution, but this time softening. The edges are still plentiful, while the roses are barely sustained. When you move from chopsticks to cake, you can't bear the bumps of the road. A sigh. And at the bottom of the cake, why learn the cream cake from the bottom of the sponge? One touch, full of oil, that feels。