Market sentiment arises in despair, develops in hesitation, and ends in madness.

There is no feast that does not come to an end; this banquet has reached its final moment. The delicacies have long been consumed, leaving only cold leftovers and a scene of chaos.

The wise have already had their fill and quietly left the table, while you, still oblivious, refuse to depart, clanging your chopsticks against the bowl, fantasizing and hoping for the next delicious and sumptuous main course. In the end, what awaits you is the hefty bill for this feast; someone always has to foot the bill, and this time, it’s you.