You have been liquidated, the account is about to freeze
The pale moon is curved, it hurts the heart
The night is too long, watching the market is like mourning
Who is madly replenishing positions on okx
The price of coins plummets, stained with Binance red
I am alone on the leverage, stabbed by the dealer
Sudden wealth turns to smoke
Scattered with the wind, the smile becomes a fading echo
Position remains, tears two lines
Your leverage has returned to zero
The heartbroken person faces the screen
My tears flow like blood
Shanzhai collapses, the night is not yet over
My capitalized fly ash
Only left to swallow noodles
In the dark, the light is diminished
The bull market becomes a dream, faith shattered
Withering on the K-line, fate is lost
Breaking even becomes a delusion, heartbroken turns to sand paste
Afraid you can't reach the shore, eternally on guard
Whose despair, the text message sound is frantic
My last chip falls into the abyss
The sky is slightly bright, you laugh cruelly and murmur
One night of white frost, still a liquidation
Rewrite from Lunch Teacher
