Dominating the Financial Market

In the morning play stocks, in the afternoon trade coins,

At night sit and ponder… the market reaches its peak.

Buy red – sell green, like a dragon riding the waves,

Not afraid of red – not retreating from green – purple triggers orders, shaking the universe!

Premium stocks I gather in batches,

Building a big house, living with girls, proudly under the blue sky.

Not caring about money, only concerned... money that never runs out,

Being a shareholder, comfortably among mortals.

Looking up with grand dreams like Cao Cao declaring himself king,

One hand controlling the situation, the world bows down.

Meeting Zhuge Liang – launching six northern expeditions without retreat,

Waving a feather fan, the wind blows apart Mount Qi!

Liu Bei dreams of the Han dynasty's revival,

I dream of Bitcoin paving a path to the heavens, splitting the sun and moon!

Not to be rich – but for the world to remember,

Once trading, it’s like a general leading troops.

In your hands – the Heaven Source Peak shines brightly,

Divine power present – orders flying with thousands of codes.

What cultivation? It’s cultivating in the red orders,

Stepping on thorns, still locking in purple without retreat.

Ignore the storms, ignore the margin calls,

Heart like iron – heart like fire shining bright.

Stocks or coins – both are the will of heaven,

As long as the mind is undisturbed, capital will turn into mountains.