#密码资产动态追踪 A familiar call pulled me back to that distant summer.

I didn’t turn on location services over the weekend, and just wandered aimlessly into the old town, stepping to the rhythm of the cobblestones beneath my feet.

Turning down that alleyway worn smooth by time, I suddenly saw a thin figure flash by—no longer the ponytail from before, only scattered hair blown by the wind.

"姐姐，要来根冰棍吗？"

That voice was as crisp as a piece of glass, instantly pinning me in place.

Yes, the summer of 1996, also in this alley, with the same shouting. I held the fifty cents my grandma gave me, tiptoed to buy a green bean popsicle. When I bit into it, the cold burst on my tongue, and the whole world seemed to sweeten.

Back then, I didn’t know what a K-line was, nor did I understand take profit or stop loss. I only knew one truth—ice cream must be eaten quickly, or it will melt; pocket money must be saved diligently, or by the end of the month, there’s nothing left.

The simplest truth, yet it was carved into my bones from childhood.

Now, when I trade, someone always rushes to ask me: "Which coin should I buy? Is this the right point to bottom fish?"

They hold those flashy indicators, eyes glued to the fluctuating charts, but ignore the most fundamental thing in trading—

The ice cream metaphor is the market: you need to catch the trend’s wind, not blindly rush in with the crowd.

The wisdom of pocket money is position sizing: learning to allocate wisely to survive longer. You can’t put all your chips in at once, or you’ll end up liquidated.

I’ve been in the digital asset market for six years, from blowing up accounts to accumulating a decent amount of assets. It’s not because of some profound skill or luck. It’s simply taking those straightforward life lessons from childhood and applying them directly to trading logic.

No greed, no impatience, knowing exactly when to act and when to take a break.

Just like the ice cream at the alley entrance, tempting as it is, you wouldn’t eat ten at once; just like that fifty cents, insignificant as it seems, accumulated over time can give you confidence.

The wind I feel today is as warm as it was 27 years ago.

I bought two popsicles—gave one to that little girl, kept the other for myself. As I bite into it, I want to tell you across the screen—

Trading, at its core, is never about complicated formulas. It’s simply about one word: persistence.

If you’re still wavering in the waves of the market, take a moment to pause and look back at the younger version of yourself—back then, your understanding of "self-discipline" and "cherishing" was much clearer than it is now.

What can take you further has never been those fancy trading terms, but the simple truths learned after repeatedly suffering losses—truths that are as plain as day.