【Trading Notes】

In these years of trading, life has always been driven by the market——

The anxiety of missing out follows closely like a shadow, the unease of drawdowns hangs heavy on my heart, and the fear of losses engraves itself into daily life, with nerves stretched taut like a bowstring, even breathing is accompanied by cautious restraint.

It feels like a long time since I've truly relaxed.

The last time I can clearly remember being carefree was over ten years ago in the summer.

At my grandmother's old courtyard, the wooden door is slightly ajar, the wind leisurely passes through, and the cicadas chirp in the dense shade of the trees,

I would lie on a bamboo mat soaking up the sun, the warmth just right, squinting my eyes, and unknowingly drifted into a dreamless sleep.

How simple the world was back then—no entanglements of K-line fluctuations, no shackles of profit obsession, not even any extra worries.

Now I finally understand——

Even if I were to replicate a courtyard exactly as it was, and even if I sought another noisy summer filled with cicadas, I couldn't return to that pure and untroubled state of mind from those years.

It turns out that the growth of most people is accompanied by regrets and melancholy, losing something while moving forward.