Hauge Whitley

Joined August 2022

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Hold your hand
Count the years, that year today, we cross mountains and rivers, miraculously appeared in front of each other, you gently took my hand, we walk together in the streets of happiness as if there is no end, we ten fingers, meet, heart cherish!
By Hauge Whitley3 years ago in Fiction
September, how can I remember you
After a bleak wind cold rain, finally ushered in a bright and indifferent shallow autumn. In September, there is a full harvest, there is also frustrated sadness, there are surprises, and there is the dull after precipitation. I want to put my memory eternal, occasionally open the aftertaste, silent relative, alone joy.
By Hauge Whitley3 years ago in Fiction