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正乾商学--四条2
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26.09.25 Sunny
Happy Mid-Autumn Festival to all my dear ones—may your families reunite and be joyful. Here’s an opening verse for fellow traders and a reminder to each of you.
"Water Melody: A Trader’s Self-Rescue"
Zheng Qian—Four lines, two
I step into the market of shifting clouds,
following ambition and high spirits chasing glitter.
One thought—up or down—can drive me to chase highs and cut losses,
how many times have I asked the horizon for answers.
I once blamed going all-in on being too heavy on position,
but when fully loaded, I still met pullbacks,
floating profits turned into quicksand.
Only then did I understand:
in any market, the hardest thing is the human heart.
Watch the K-line, seek the trend;
distinguish long and short, hold to the high and low.
Stop-loss is not surrender—
risk control protects my lifetime.
Why cling to the win rate?
When gains and losses matter more,
position decides joys and sorrows.
Day after day, review relentlessly—
one trade, one universe opened.
From emotion to discipline;
from impulsiveness to endless calm.
Build your trading system,
and no longer ask the market’s “master.”
When there’s a signal, you act;
without an opportunity, stay in cash.
You can endure the noise.
The market changes a thousand ways—
I keep to my one method.
Win without arrogance; lose without resentment.
Gain without becoming wild; lose without sighing.
Respect every fluctuation,
accept the odds are different.
I don’t need to be right every time—
but when I’m wrong, I must be able to step back,
and keep the spark alive.
In the position, there are measures;
in the heart, there is an endless horizon.
Only by this point do I know trading—
it is also cultivation.
Cultivate away greed, cultivate away fear, cultivate away obsession;
cultivate that restless part of the self.
Don’t stake hope on a headwind;
don’t hand fate to the market.
Take responsibility for gains and losses.
Walk the long road yourself;
carry your own youth and years.
Someday, when looking back,
the whole road will be sand and wind.
Those blown-up accounts and drawdowns
were answers from the old days.
A system isn’t just a sheet of paper,
but the rule you still hold
after a thousand hammerings and refining.
May I use trading to carry myself across,
and answer with this lifetime as well.
Even if the road ahead is layered with waves,
I will still steady the helm.
I won’t show off my skills;
I won’t make a loud fuss over half a page of review.
I don’t envy someone else getting rich overnight—
I only hope to improve year after year.
#币安将上市Hyperliquid（HYPE）
#美国30年期国债收益率触及2004年来最高
Happy Mid-Autumn Festival to all my dear ones—may your families reunite and be joyful. Here’s an opening verse for fellow traders and a reminder to each of you.
"Water Melody: A Trader’s Self-Rescue"
Zheng Qian—Four lines, two
I step into the market of shifting clouds,
following ambition and high spirits chasing glitter.
One thought—up or down—can drive me to chase highs and cut losses,
how many times have I asked the horizon for answers.
I once blamed going all-in on being too heavy on position,
but when fully loaded, I still met pullbacks,
floating profits turned into quicksand.
Only then did I understand:
in any market, the hardest thing is the human heart.
Watch the K-line, seek the trend;
distinguish long and short, hold to the high and low.
Stop-loss is not surrender—
risk control protects my lifetime.
Why cling to the win rate?
When gains and losses matter more,
position decides joys and sorrows.
Day after day, review relentlessly—
one trade, one universe opened.
From emotion to discipline;
from impulsiveness to endless calm.
Build your trading system,
and no longer ask the market’s “master.”
When there’s a signal, you act;
without an opportunity, stay in cash.
You can endure the noise.
The market changes a thousand ways—
I keep to my one method.
Win without arrogance; lose without resentment.
Gain without becoming wild; lose without sighing.
Respect every fluctuation,
accept the odds are different.
I don’t need to be right every time—
but when I’m wrong, I must be able to step back,
and keep the spark alive.
In the position, there are measures;
in the heart, there is an endless horizon.
Only by this point do I know trading—
it is also cultivation.
Cultivate away greed, cultivate away fear, cultivate away obsession;
cultivate that restless part of the self.
Don’t stake hope on a headwind;
don’t hand fate to the market.
Take responsibility for gains and losses.
Walk the long road yourself;
carry your own youth and years.
Someday, when looking back,
the whole road will be sand and wind.
Those blown-up accounts and drawdowns
were answers from the old days.
A system isn’t just a sheet of paper,
but the rule you still hold
after a thousand hammerings and refining.
May I use trading to carry myself across,
and answer with this lifetime as well.
Even if the road ahead is layered with waves,
I will still steady the helm.
I won’t show off my skills;
I won’t make a loud fuss over half a page of review.
I don’t envy someone else getting rich overnight—
I only hope to improve year after year.
#币安将上市Hyperliquid（HYPE）
#美国30年期国债收益率触及2004年来最高
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