What does this poem mean? It's from the fortune teller.

Sign a poem: The world is full of thorns. Every time you use human feelings, if you have a way to get fame, you will work hard for your life.

Release: There are different ways to seek fame and profit, without having to compete with others in a dangerous world. It is most suitable to live and work in peace and contentment. (The above is explained by signature)

The world is full of thorns and human feelings are used every time. Each has his own road to fame and fortune, and strives for life. (The following is the netizen's solution)

Explanation:

The world is full of thorns, blocking the way forward, and coming back to life after cutting, making it difficult for you to cut. Human feelings are like paper. Every time you need someone's help, you will think that you have no value of being helped and can't give back, so you turn around and leave, leaving you alone to sigh, the world is cold and human feelings are warm and cold. On the road of life, passers-by are in a hurry, pursuing fame and profit, and each has its own door. Only you, a person who has no chance of fame and fortune, have worked hard all your life and lived a hard life. How can you look back and look forward? Heaven rewards diligence, only because you can be poor and enjoy happiness, and you are not discouraged. God will repay you one day and help you succeed. God bless you and people will help you. (I just found that this netizen has too many typos in his signature. I sent it to you without modifying it, and now I have corrected the typo. It is convenient for you to read. Good luck! )