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#我的币圈搞笑瞬间 Dedicated to the crypto enthusiasts who have devoted their youth and passion to the industry😂😂😂
Recently, Bitcoin has plunged, and countless retail investors have flocked to the rooftop. In the final moments, still unwilling to accept their fate, they look up to the sky and ask: "It once soared to $100,000, now the candlestick chart is cut in half. Oh heavens, oh earth! What did I do wrong?" After a long silence, the voice of the market maker echoes: "Sorry, I just want to tell everyone—I will rise."
Thus, the great literary master Su Shi composed a poem to express the deep sorrow in the hearts of all the retail investors😭😭😭
Seven years trading coins, all in vain,
First lost the car, then the house went down the drain,
A thousand coins hit limit down, nowhere to voice my pain!
Even if there’s a rally, I wouldn’t recognize,
People are dumbfounded, capital vaporized,
The bull market’s distant dream, can’t go home again.
Sleepless nights, tasteless meals,
Staring at the charts, only tears remain!
Year after year, heartbreak returns,
Crypto disasters, deep bear turns!
I want to cash out and leave, but fear a quick rebound,
Missing out chills me to the bone. Instead of negative interest on savings, I’d rather mess around.
Chase the pumps less, don’t panic sell the dips,
Sleep well at night, hold no regrets, profits come when least expected.
The moon waxes and wanes, coins go sideways, soar or fall—
Only the gods can tell how it will end!