From "The Biography of Lin Weiyin", the original sentence is this: Time is like water, always speechless. If you are well, then all is well.
This book "The Biography of Lin Huiyin" not only writes about Lin Huiyin's life and mental journey, but also vividly outlines the elegant lives of a group of senior intellectuals such as Liang Sicheng, Xu Zhimo, Jin Yuelin, and Shen Congwen. Their interests, character, and colorful life experiences reflect the shadow of the times they lived in, and have high cognitive value and positive life inspiration.
There are many versions of "If You Are Well, It Will Be Sunny" on the Internet, among which the following one is the most touching.
Time is like water, always speechless. If you are well, then all is well. I have always wanted to be a quiet woman, guarding myself in the deepest mortal world, and guarding the initial excitement and joy. Or get stuck in a book of light and shadow, looking through those vague old dreams. Time is like a glass of still water, still profound and capable of flowing deeply, but a mood has nothing to do with the wind and moon, and the water passes away with a sudden surprise. Standing at the intersection of time, looking back at the beauty and tenderness that we have walked through.
Many people, many things, many longings and longings that were once full of flowers and branches are still flowing slowly in the long river of time, and silently looking back. Things in the world are complicated, and time is ultimately speechless. The so-called obsession may be just illusion, and the so-called arrival is just the end. Life is endless, and the world of mortals is endless. Just exchange one journey for another understanding, just exchange one journey for one experience, that's all. In this world of mortals, who are the spectators and passers-by in whose life? Pushing open a door called time, many years have finally been gradually stranded. And you are always the light and shadow in the diagonal grid, walking on the edge of dreams and reality. If the lush greenery locked in time drags the cold plain moon and clear autumn, then who will take a spoonful of water from you and drink it drunk in the world of mortals? In this life, if you are well, it will be sunny.