The whole poem of "Wealth is like frost on grass" is as follows:
Life is like the sun in the western hills, and wealth is like frost on grass. Today, I know that I am a Buddha, but my predecessor saw that I am not a monk. Career articles are sloppy, and the gods are rich and rich. When the heart is in place, the spring water is clear in the mountains. The precept is the supreme bodhi book, and the Buddha is the lamp of all wisdom. In a hurry and bitter pursuit, I spend the spring and autumn in cold and warm, and I plan my family day and night, and I am dizzy and dizzy. When is the right and wrong? When will you stop worrying about it? You know a way clearly, and Qian Qian will never repair it.
Appreciation
This is a poem written by Li Shutong when he was about ten years old. From this poem, we may get a glimpse of Li Shutong's intelligence. Although he has not yet joined the WTO, he can tell the truth of worldly affairs in one word. What he says and feels is filled with a bleak and boundless sadness. Life is short, in this life, we always have to experience a lot, joys and sorrows, and it is difficult to be perfect. We will long to have a lot of money and power, but in the end we find that peace and happiness are true.