壹哥操盘
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Four years ago, you 230u connected the ceiling of FIL,
At that time, confidence was high, feeling that you would soon become the first on-chain successful person in your family.
You uninstalled the exchange,
Started going to bed early and waking up early, working diligently, telling everyone about long-termism and value investment.
You even educated your friends:
FIL is the future, storage is a necessity, when the bull market returns, I will retire.
In these years, you haven't traded coins or had internal conflicts,
Your work is solid, your personality has become stable, and your parents praise you for being sensible.
You thought this was growth,
In fact, it was—being trapped.
Today, you hear someone say:
Brother, FIL is soaring!
Your eyes lit up, thinking to yourself:
After hardship comes happiness, it's finally my turn.
You rush home like flying,
Your family rushes over, thinking you are about to announce buying a house or getting married.
You solemnly re-download the exchange,
Trembling, you click to open your assets,
On the screen, fIL: 3.2 U.
You remain silent for three seconds,
Your eyes slowly lose focus,
As if hearing the echo of the wind blowing through the mining room.
Finally, you softly say 9 words:
Blockchain is the future, I have no future. $FIL
{future}(FILUSDT)
At that time, confidence was high, feeling that you would soon become the first on-chain successful person in your family.
You uninstalled the exchange,
Started going to bed early and waking up early, working diligently, telling everyone about long-termism and value investment.
You even educated your friends:
FIL is the future, storage is a necessity, when the bull market returns, I will retire.
In these years, you haven't traded coins or had internal conflicts,
Your work is solid, your personality has become stable, and your parents praise you for being sensible.
You thought this was growth,
In fact, it was—being trapped.
Today, you hear someone say:
Brother, FIL is soaring!
Your eyes lit up, thinking to yourself:
After hardship comes happiness, it's finally my turn.
You rush home like flying,
Your family rushes over, thinking you are about to announce buying a house or getting married.
You solemnly re-download the exchange,
Trembling, you click to open your assets,
On the screen, fIL: 3.2 U.
You remain silent for three seconds,
Your eyes slowly lose focus,
As if hearing the echo of the wind blowing through the mining room.
Finally, you softly say 9 words:
Blockchain is the future, I have no future. $FIL
{future}(FILUSDT)
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