Suddenly I ran across a screenshot from 2020 of gold trading—gold at 1700. Back then, I was 20. I took the money I’d saved from working jobs and rushed into the financial markets. That year, I went through my girlfriend breaking up with me, a family member being hospitalized, and being liquidated in gold trading. I also had severe insomnia. I honestly didn’t know how I was going to get through it. Over the past six years, I learned countless techniques, but in the end I realized that technical skills don’t really matter that much. This market is driven by emotions. Opening a trade is like a swordsman drawing his sword—where there’s a sword drawn, there will be blood. When you open a trade, you’re essentially trying to kill someone else. You need to deliver the killing blow. Of course, the more you draw your sword, the more openings you leave—and then others will kill you too. I won’t say more; it would just sound too sentimental. Wishing you all to slowly get richer and to always stay alive in this market.