This world is noisy and chaotic, the streets are always filled with clamor. Everyone is like a street vendor, loudly announcing whenever a coin rises: if Meme rises, they say Meme, if XRP rises, they say XRP, if TRX rises, they say TRX, if BNB rises, they say BNB.
At this moment, the fluctuations in coin prices make me feel like a spectator watching fireworks in the distance. People are gathered on the streets, families are sitting around the TV watching the Spring Festival Gala, enjoying reunion and happiness, while I am trapped alone in this lonely space, filled with desolation and melancholy.
I gaze at the white snow falling outside the window; the noise and glamour seem unrelated to me. I missed the chance to earn money and failed to double my coins. Now, the only thing I can do is wait quietly, waiting for that opportunity to double. If it rises by just 30 points more, or doubles, I can break even…
