Me and It

Today marks the 1021st day since I met It. Hello, I am Tuixue. Today, let's talk about the rules of this trading game. First, a word to brothers just entering the industry: trading can make you rich, but that person won't be you. Now, a word to brothers already in the circle: looking back over these years of trading, have you really made money?
Trends can be upward, downward, or oscillating. Forming a trend takes time and distance. Before that, let's talk about speculation. The general public's understanding of speculation is gambling, but speculation is an art. Using probability, the odds of gambling are between 10% and 50%, while the odds of speculation are between 60% and 90%. They are related differently. In other words, a person's entire life is gambling—sending children to school, isn't that also a gamble? But the public believes that going to school will likely lead to stability, with the probability increasing to 80-90% as education level rises. You are unknowingly speculating too. So, speculation is an art. People with a slight tendency toward speculation in life find things easier to do. This isn't cleverness but nature. Those with this trait are much faster at trading than others. This is an advantage, like the first move in Gomoku (the one who places the first stone). If that person is humble enough, they can definitely survive in this industry, or if they are persistent enough to correct their mistakes and learn when they don't understand, that's also fine. This is a natural talent for speculation, unrelated to acquired skills. If trading is like cultivating immortality, some are born with the ability to gather spiritual energy, and some are not.
Actually, the main difficulty for most people is laziness. Laziness is human nature—lazy to wait, lazy to learn, lazy to think, lazy to act, lazy to consider. This situation can be both easily and hard to solve. The root cause of laziness is the living environment you can accept—comfortable enough that you don't think much. For ordinary people, such an environment is suitable for long-term living, but for a trader, it’s not. It can lead to complacency about the market, causing you to neglect the consequences. To be blunt, you are just too lazy to work, hoping to get rich without effort, aiming to reach the peak of life, to slap the face of those who looked down on you before, to repay those who helped you. But stop dreaming—you’re not the protagonist of a feel-good story, you don’t have that luck. This is a common problem for most people. The way to solve laziness is to create an environment. If your home is too comfortable, rent a place in Beijing, Shanghai, or Guangzhou, do trading and make money. If you run out of money, go work part-time. Young people are naturally restless and impatient, with no clear concept of money, and a strong sense of pride. But going out more is good for trading too—calm your mind first. If your mind can be quieted, that’s a skill that cannot be stolen by trading.
When your mind is calm, it’s time to consider your skills. In fact, skills are diverse, but everything has a source. Think about modern missile guidance systems or toilet paper—what were they called in ancient times? Everything evolves step by step. Trading also has origins. For example, candlestick charts were used in ancient Japan to measure rice prices. Technical analysis only appeared after the emergence of Dow Theory. Before Dow was published, all technical analysis was considered fraudulent—people thought it impossible. Now, it might be the ancestor of modern technical analysis, but its books are like weather forecasts—people only know how to use them but not the logic behind. Jesse Livermore’s books explain how to follow trends. His “Reminiscences of a Stock Operator” fixed some detailed errors. You might say, “Didn’t he commit suicide in the end? Why bother studying what he wrote?” Well, it was hundreds of years ago. Would his methods work today? I used to think like you, but I approached it skeptically and gained a lot. His trading ideas and strategies are effective today. That’s some guidance I give to fellow traders. If you have a talent for speculation, you can research it yourself. If not, I won’t waste words—just eat well and stay warm.
After all this, I think many people have a different view of trading. Or when others speak, you just ignore them because you’re lazy to listen. But that’s not enough—because of time. A major cycle rises, ends, transitions, and ends again. If your entry point isn’t good, you won’t hold on. But you’re unwilling to wait and rush into the market. You want to prove yourself, trying to find clumsy excuses to open positions. That’s foolish. A person who makes mistakes and finds clumsy excuses to comfort themselves is the stupidest.
But there’s nothing you can do—some are born protected, some have to carry everything themselves: life, career, the coldness of the world, human indifference. Coming into this world, I’ve thought about many things—most of all, why? Why me? Complaints, anger, powerlessness. Once, overwhelmed by life pressure and a margin call, I went to the seaside. Just like you imagine. But I want to say—if one day you have such thoughts, remember what I said. Think about it—if you dare to do that, what else are you afraid of? Even if you stop trading, your courage is enough. My turning point started then. I was very simple before—so simple I thought dropping out of school to trade could turn me around, or I was just very simple back then.
But people always change. Trading taught me many things. It says that money earned comes from money lost. It says that once a trend starts, it’s hard to change. It says you should always leave a backup plan. It says it has seen many geniuses more hardworking than me. It says people should learn to weigh pros and cons.
It says it is a second life...
Later, I tried to befriend It without trying to make it submit to me. It said okay, but being friends with it is more troublesome than dating. Sometimes it’s happy, sometimes lazy to talk to me, sometimes sad like a child. But later I realized I was wrong from the start. I can joke around with it when it’s happy, comfort it when it’s sad, and when it doesn’t want to talk, I just do my own thing. But what about you? When it’s happy, you make it cry; when it’s unhappy, you make it laugh; when it doesn’t want to talk, you find it. So, brothers, I don’t want it to submit to me—I want to be friends with it. Now I’m trying to be cautious and test how to get along better. What about you? Still planning to mak