Chocolate leaves cake

"The monks will not fail to grasp the number of children, and one leaf will fall in the autumn." When it comes to autumn, it reminds us of leaves falling, leaves falling in autumn, coloured, and greatness. Autumn is a good season, and the fruit is full of fruit, and the mountain fields are all yellowed. If winter is lonely, summer is parting, and spring is the bridge between the two, except in the autumn, permeating all seasons. And where would this wild autumn and great harvest have been without the mighty wind? This pastry is infinity. Autumn is a bright red light, like a sun, like a red leaf, that marks the end of things; and autumn is a bright yellow colour, like a paddy, like a yellow leaf, that marks a year's harvest; and autumn is a bright light, like a cloud, like a fog, that marks the end of winter. Autumn is full of words and words, so let us find ourselves in the colours of the autumn. Autumn is not just gold and yellow, but fruitless. Sweet strawberry trap. And the Zadan tree, the bleating fruit of the autumn。