At noon, sunlight spills down, and the trading screen grows still. This brief pause is precisely the blank space Heaven and Earth have granted.

Lower the screen and turn your eyes to what lies outside the window—the wind is shaking its leaves, and the cicadas are singing their summer song. Even if the waves of the K-line surge again and again, they can’t compare to the gentle touch of this single wisp of breeze. Floating gains and losses are nothing more than the tide of numbers, while within you, your mountains and seas should never be smoothed flat by rises and falls.

The best trading state is this: you have positions in your hand, but none in your mind. In that half-awake, half-dreaming moment, listen to your own breathing—only that is the true “fundamental.” If it rains in the afternoon, listen to the rain; if it’s sunny, bathe in the light. The market never lacks opportunities, but your tranquility is only found in this moment.

May this bowl of noon-tinged poetry moisten your heart, like clear tea on the tongue—cool at first, with a lingering sweetness that lasts. 🌿☀️#Circle股价重挫17% $BTC ‌