Last year on the day of the liquidation, I watched the numbers in my account change from seven digits to a string of zeros, and my finger uncontrollably smashed against my phone. I deleted all trading apps and dragged my suitcase to hide in a homestay in the mountains.

For thirty days, I didn’t answer any calls, with a crumpled trading record pressed under my pillow. At that time, staring blankly at the bamboo forest outside the window, I always felt that the cryptocurrency path I was on had become a dead end. But every time I closed my eyes, those red and green numbers burned in front of me, and that stubborn spirit in my chest, like an ember that hadn’t been fully extinguished, always kept me tossing and turning at night.

In the spring of 2025, after searching through all my wallets, I finally gathered 2200U. Standing in front of the ATM counting my balance, I told myself: just this once, if I lose, I’ll completely roll away.

Who would have thought that this little capital would become the spark for a turnaround? From 2200U to 60,000, then to 130,000, as the numbers snowballed upwards, I remained calmer than when I was confused from losses last year. People chased me asking for secrets, but there really is no shortcut, just three words: follow the rules.

No full positions, no all-in bets, no greed—these nine characters were written in the notes section of my trading software. Every time I wanted to buy in, I first checked if my position exceeded 40%—the remaining 60% wasn’t due to lack of courage, but saved as emergency funds. I always set my stop-loss orders earlier than my greed, and when the K-line chart was steep as a cliff, I never gambled on it suddenly having steps; I cut losses faster than anyone else when the time came.

When the market surged, I only focused on those strong coins running at the forefront, not doing the foolish act of picking sesame seeds and losing watermelons; when the market turned down, I immediately went short; rising or falling, they are all waves, and those who can surf never choose directions. I remember once during a market dip, my account increased by 7000U in ten minutes, the screen shining blindingly, yet I hit the withdrawal button first.

The rules for making money are even stricter: keep 30% of profits in the pool to continue rolling, and transfer 70% to my bank card the same day. Watching the numbers slowly climb back to the height before the losses, then gradually exceed it, until one day at settlement I found that not only had I recovered the 900,000 lost, but I also had an extra 300,000 U. #财富密码在其中

In the world of cryptocurrency, it has never been about who makes money the fastest, but rather who survives the longest. Just like the rocks by the sea, only after enduring enough waves can you see the sunrise that others cannot.

@船长大哥 Only ferry those who are willing to wear life jackets.