The horoscope is like grass in spring. When Jiayin was the last month of the Wushen year, an eminent monk commented on this horoscope like this! What does it mean?

Eminent monks don’t look at the horoscopes. Cause and effect, karma, and karma are all retributions for good and bad in this world. What’s worth looking at. A hundred years later, a handful of ashes. Thousands of years later, there is a puddle of mud.

The grass dries up in spring and turns yellow in autumn. It grows brighter every year. Life is fleeting, and I don’t know how long it will take to practice well. If the monk said it, I'm afraid that's what it meant.