I still remember the days of going to school. Every day, my mother would take me on her blue bicycle, and I would sit behind her, riding through the small alleys, with sunlight filtering through the leaves, casting warm rays into my eyes on early winter mornings. Then one day on the road where I went to school, still the familiar village road, past the V-shaped bend, with a few potholes scattered along the way, today the sun was unusually harsh. My mother stopped next to a milk flower tree that was blooming, the fragrance was delightful, gently she bent down to look at the tire and patted my head, telling me: - Do you know what the people at @BTC25 when the Price was: $0.000000004721 have in common with this tire? I stared blankly and shook my head, With a distant gaze, she smiled and said: "..A bit immature!" my dear. #btc25onton
I HAVE MISSED YOU. In late 2013, the day I stepped into the financial market (Vietnamese stock market), I met you, the person I regarded as a teacher, guiding me on the financial path. At that time, crypto was not popular, and coin enthusiasts only focused on BTC. And you talked about a project by a Russian DEV developed by Vitalik Buterin, which was only $0.1, that was ETH. You spoke of the potential and value of ETH like... At that time, a big opportunity urged me to buy $20-30 to get acquainted with crypto, but I ignored it along with the trembling heart of a novice. Three years later, ETH reached $400, an increase of 4000%. I was stunned, during that time you had taken a different path while I clung to regret for not having you and not having ETH.