Network language, you are ... sunny.

If you are well, it will be sunny. Catchwords, on the surface, mean that if you live well, the weather will be fine. In fact, if you live well, I will be very happy. Usually used to say to people you value.

The source of this stalk:

Excerpted from Biography of Lin Weiyin.

The original sentence is like this: time is like water, always speechless. If you are well, it will be sunny.

Biography of Lin not only describes Lin's life and mental journey, but also vividly outlines the elegant character and colorful life experiences of a group of senior intellectuals such as Liang Sicheng, Xu Zhimo, Jin and Shen Congwen.

Thus reflecting the shadow of their times, it has high cognitive value and positive life enlightenment.

Lin (1 June, 90410-1April, 9551), Han nationality, originally from Min County, Fujian Province, and originally from Hangzhou, Zhejiang Province. Formerly known as Lin, its name comes from "poetry, elegance and strangeness": if a great man bears the emblem, he is a hundred people. Later, it was often mistaken for the male writer "Lin Weiyin" at that time, so it was renamed "Yin Hui".

A famous architect, poet and writer in China, one of the designers of the Monument to the People's Heroes and the deepening scheme of the national emblem of China, and the first wife of architect Liang Sicheng.

In the early 1930s, Liang Sicheng and He He used modern scientific methods to study ancient architecture in China and became pioneers in this academic field. Later, they made great academic achievements in this field, which laid a solid scientific foundation for the study of ancient architecture in China. In literature, he has written essays, poems, novels, plays, translations and letters, and his representative works include You are April Day on Earth, Lotus Lantern and Ninety-nine Degrees.

The usage of this stalk:

Time is like water, always speechless. If you are well, it will be sunny.

I have always wanted to be a quiet woman, guarding myself in the deepest part of the world of mortals, and retaining the initial bud and joy.

Or get stuck in the light and shadow, and look through those vague old dreams.

Time is like a glass of still water, which is still deep and can still flow deeply.

But a mood has nothing to do with romance, and the water is gone.

Standing at the crossroads of time, I look back at the beauty and gentleness I have passed.

Many people, many things, many desires and longings that used to be flowery,

Still flowing slowly in the long river of years, looking back silently.

Things are complicated, time is always silent, the so-called obsession may be illusory, and the so-called arrival is just the end.

Endless, endless world of mortals. Only one trip can change an understanding, and only one trip can change an experience, that's all.

Rolling in the world of mortals, who is the spectator and passer-by in whose life?

Pushing open a door called years, many years have finally been gradually stranded.

And you are always the light and shadow in the diagonal lattice, wandering on the edge of dreams and reality.

If time is locked in lush green, dragging the cold autumn, then there are three thousand weak waters, who will take you to get drunk outside the world of mortals?

In this life, you have a good life, which is sunny.