At the age of 18, you just went to college and heard that you can make money by speculating in coins. You open an account, take the living expenses given by your parents, buy an altcoin, and three days later, it doubles. You feel like a genius. At 20 years old, you're a sophomore and your account has doubled. You start skipping classes, staring at candlesticks all day, fantasising that you're going to be the next Buffett. Until one day, the market suddenly plummets, and your profits are all gone, and you lose your principal. You scolded: "Dog Village! Then uninstall the software. At the age of 22, you graduated and got a regular job. The salary is not high, but it is enough to live. One day, a colleague was talking about stocks, and you were itching and downloaded trading software. This time you learned to be obedient and only bought "value investment" bitcoin as a result, the pie was sideways for a year, you couldn't stand it, and you sold. The next day, it began to skyrocket. At the age of 25, you switch jobs to a financial company, your salary goes up, and your confidence returns. You start studying technical analysis, draw trend lines, look at the MACD, and swear: this time it's different. As a result, the year-long Deep Bear arrives, and your account is cut in half again. You comfort yourself: just bad luck. At the age of 28, you met a girl on a blind date. She asked you what your hobbies are, and you said, "Research investing." She smiled: "That's good, the family financial management will be handed over to you in the future." "Your heart tightens because you know your account is still losing money. At 30 years old, you are married. At the wedding, a friend asks you, "How are the stocks doing?" You laughed drily: "It's okay, long-term investment." "Actually, you've lost 40% of your account, but you don't dare to say it. At the age of 32, the child was born. You start to get anxious, milk powder, diapers, kindergarten, everything asks for money. You tell yourself, "You have to earn it back!" " So, you increase leverage and fill a position with "inside information". As a result, the news broke the next day that the exchange was taken off the exchange, and the coins in your hand fell by 30% every day. You sit in the car, smoke a cigarette, look at the numbers in your account, and for the first time feel hopeless. At the age of 35, you finally recognised the reality and began to invest in Bitcoin The market is slowly picking up, and your account is finally paying off. But you find that you are no longer as angry about the skyrockets and the plummets as you were when you were younger. You just calmly look at the candlestick, like watching a movie that you already know the ending. At the age of 40, the child goes to school, and the cost of cram schools and interest classes is getting bigger and bigger. You'll buy some altcoins once in a while, but you'll no longer fantasise about getting rich. One day, the child asks you, "Dad, what is the currency circle?" " You thought about it for a moment and said, "It's just a group of people who buy hope with money, but most of the time, what they buy is just a lesson." At the age of 50, the child is in college, and the tuition is very expensive. You look at the account, and the money you have saved over the years is just enough. You suddenly remembered the dream of your youth - "financial freedom", and now you understand that freedom is not a number in an account, but no longer held hostage by desire It turns out that life is like a K-line, there are ups and downs, but in the end, it will be calm. At the last second, you hear the bell of the exchange. On the screen, the altcoin you bought when you were young is still trading. And your account has long been cleared. I would say that lowering your stakes is the beginning of success