Still the same saying, some people are born under the stars, some are born in Rome.
Some cross the thorny wilderness barefoot.
If you ask me how much stubbornness it takes to reach Rome,
I will tell you that every street will sing your own song,
The compass of life requires you to steer it yourself, and the frost it brings will let your wounds grow phoenixes.
If you feel lost in this market, not knowing how to start, you might as well call Brother Liang.
Brother Liang will illuminate the path ahead for you.
Now it's the weekend, the market will move relatively slowly during the day, if there are changes in the evening, I will notify you in advance to bring the direct nephew.