"Suckers' Spring Dream"

Every night the K-line transforms the spring night, dreaming of doubling and competing with the best.

Entering the circle for three months, called old suckers, one hit in the game looking for dawn.
Little did they know the moon had not yet arrived, but the whales on the chain had already dumped.

In the dream, I know it's a spring dream, but I still wish to dream again upon waking.