Scuttlebutt is buzzing about the arrival of the ox—wildly fiery 🔥,
With rumors multiplying a hundredfold overnight.

After a long stretch stuck in the bear’s trail, the bull arrives too late,
At a first glimpse of the wind, one’s intent suddenly grows frantic.

I regret I missed the chance to ride this wave,
Only harbor admiration as I gaze at the radiant light 😂.

May whatever you hold all soar to great success,
Drink till you’re drunk, wake up to prosperity—its brilliance shows.

Don’t chase restlessness and rush into the market,
Guard your principal and don’t get carried away.

May you have more and more every year, with plentiful gains,
May blessings and good fortune run long along your journey 🧧