The previous bull market was full of fools, and not enough scammers;

Now the bull market is full of sickles, and not enough chives to harvest.
It feels like this cycle has taught the chives a lesson.
It's completely mutual non-acceptance.

No one is blindly rushing into the land anymore,
No one believes the project team's nonsense anymore,
And no one is willing to buy at high prices anymore.

I think you're trying to find a sucker to take the fall,
And I just want to deceive for liquidity.
We look at each other and smile, neither reaching into their pockets.
Focusing on mutual non-acceptance,
It's completely enemy-proof; I won't move either.

Everyone is waiting for the wind to come,
But they forget that the wind also needs someone to fan it.

The most despairing thing is not a sharp decline,
But when everyone becomes smart,
Learns to "run fast" and "not accept the fall."
In this casino,
There are only a group of smart gamblers left,
Guarding empty tables,
Staring at each other in silence.