Recently, I have been receiving messages from friends telling me that they are unhappy, anxious, and under a lot of pressure—
Especially in the later stages of a bull market, increased volatility means that everyone's assets are experiencing significant fluctuations;
The biggest losses usually occur during this phase, so it seems that anxiety has become the main theme of this period;
So I’m sharing this piece with everyone—
In the previous article, I shared some of my real experiences, which turned out to be quite long.
But it all flowed very naturally, so I was particularly invested in writing it.
If you can read it all, thank you for your patience, and thank you for giving yourself a chance to find happiness.
In the adult world, there is no such thing as "easy"; the sea of suffering is boundless, and being impoverished is suffering, while living in luxury is also suffering.
Unless you can achieve a rebirth and find joy away from suffering, otherwise suffering will be the main theme, and everyone cannot avoid it;
But life is just like that, isn’t it? Don’t trap yourself in some strange cycle, thinking you must reach a certain level, earn a certain amount of money, or achieve a certain status;
This way, suffering will naturally be reduced a lot!
At my not-so-old age, I have experienced many disasters, huge debts that almost drove me to despair, and I have also gone through the judicial system; I have deeply reflected on life in detention centers; looking back, it feels just like that!
A person's life can be long or short. By seeing through the vicissitudes of life, striving alongside happiness, although the adult world has no "easy," whether it’s suffering or exhaustion, living is enough.
If I must say, my future life goals are just three: to be content and happy, to find joy in oneself, and to help others find joy.
Dear family, I am grateful for our encounters! Don’t be overly anxious!
I hope everyone gets better and better, even if this world is full of wounds, always remember to make yourself happy~!
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Full text: "Bit Wu Character Chronicle No. 23 | Meeting Cai: Life Can Find More Happiness!"
As I write this, the character chronicle has already reached 22 articles, detailing several friends who are similarly trapped and imprisoned. From Brother Rong, who is in his seventies and robbed for sentiment, to ZZ who returned from the University of Michigan, to the career path of a county party secretary, and to the fantastical lives of dying drug dealers, I don’t even know why I write about them. I don’t even know why I started this, but I am quite clear that I prefer to express this experience that many find hard to speak of.
Not for any particular reason, but simply to express, to engrave these events in my mind, and then to take them out and chew on them again at some point.
The entire series is now 61,200 words and will continue to be written; I don’t know when it will end. But what I can be sure of is that through words, I seem to have entered some people's inner worlds, as if I have seen some soft things at the very bottom. Although I write about dark times, there are actually many things in the content that are not dark, such as when Brother Rong helped me dry my cold socks with hot water, or when the deputy director of the detention center made an exception to help me send letters home during the Wuhan pandemic to inquire about the situation. Many little moments still move me when I think of them now.
Experiencing such upheaval, is it painful? It is definitely painful, and the pain is certainly much more than what I have written, but I believe one cannot only see the pain, nor can one be immersed in the unfairness of the world against you. Just like a line I wrote at the beginning: there is only one kind of heroism in this world, which is to still love life after recognizing the truth of life.
Some say that as long as we are healthy, without illness or disaster, we are essentially living like emperors. I think this statement is wrong; in fact, we are definitely living more comfortably than emperors because we don’t have as many worries as they do. Our limited lives on this land are incredibly precious; after all, most of the time, most people are still healthy and free, and that is enough. That is the greatest blessing; we should face everything with joy, shouldn’t we?
Today, I don’t have a specific person to write about. Instead, I want to share some thoughts with all my friends in the crypto community, inspired by the movie "The Great Buddha Plus" that I recommended a while ago. I hope you can read it carefully, and I hope my words can help everyone feel a bit happier and less anxious.
- A Letter to a Friend
This afternoon, I will write a letter to a friend I know in there and send him a few good books I’ve read recently. I mentioned him on my Weibo; he was once a pioneering entrepreneur in Guangzhou and is one of the few friends I admire. When he got into trouble, he had 130 million in funds on paper, but it was all confiscated, and none of his four siblings escaped imprisonment. I don’t want to comment on the case itself; this is not the place for that. I can only say that if the judicial system were a bit more complete, it wouldn’t have turned out this way.
I consider him a very important friend in my life because in that environment, living together day and night, when every little thing is exposed to the light, some emotions cannot be faked, and some aspects of human nature cannot be hidden. No matter how a person’s character and background are, in that way of interaction, everything is clear. His integrity and the brilliance of his humanity can still shine over many people, even in that environment. How could someone like him do bad things?
He is not as lucky as I am; I got out quickly, but he has to stay in prison for seven years! But I believe he will be strong. Every morning at six, he is the only one who can accompany me in reading and writing. A person can only be unbreakable if they maintain a steadfast heart. When I think of him, I often think of Mandela and the figure in Shawshank Prison.
This is the fifth letter I’ve written to him, but I haven’t received a single reply. His family says he has replied to every letter, but I don’t receive them, and I don’t know why. Besides cursing a bit, I have no other way. Speaking of which, I’m still just a commoner.
- Meeting Cai and My Different Life
A few days ago, I recommended the movie "The Great Buddha Plus," and there’s a song in it, "Meeting Cai," whistled by Lin Shengxiang! Now, I’m listening to this song while writing these words. I love this song; I fell in love with it the first time I heard it. A Douban user commented: only those with pure and kind hearts, who have been ruthlessly struck by life, can understand this song. I think I belong to this group.
The movie says that life is a wilderness, not a track. So my life is about recklessly wandering through the wilderness, never having walked along a track. "The Great Buddha Plus" tells the story of small people, and through the imagery, I feel I can enter the inner worlds of characters like Cai Pu and Du Cai, because to some extent, what they have experienced, I have also gone through.
More than thirty years ago, after I was born, my family borrowed 20,000 yuan piecemeal to build a house in our village. At that time, my parents earned only a few dozen yuan a month, and they thought this might be a debt they could never repay in their lifetime. So, to pay off the debt, my quality of life began to decline sharply. First, our three meals a day were all from the vegetables we grew ourselves, and we no longer bought new clothes, only altered old clothes from relatives and friends. In the countryside, there was no fixed pocket money, but the long-term deprivation of meat made me covet all the items in the small shop.
I had no choice but to find ways to earn money. I remember clearly that when I was five, to gather enough fifty cents, I ran around the village with a basket, picking up glass bottles and scraps to sell at the recycling station. By the end of the day, I was just two taels short of fifty cents, but I had picked all the glass in the village. Suddenly, I saw two bottles of wine on a family’s windowsill. After hesitating for three seconds, I rushed up, smashed the bottles, and tried to run away with the glass. Those were two bottles of "Xingyin Pavilion," priced at one yuan each. How could the person chasing me let it go? They quickly caught up with me, and I paid the price for my theft; they slapped me to the ground, and unfortunately, when I fell, my hand landed on a shard of glass, and blood gushed out.
Later, someone told my dad, and he took me to the hospital, scolding me the whole way for embarrassing him, without caring that my hand was bleeding uncontrollably.
Later, my hand was stitched up with four stitches. The reason I remember so clearly that I was five years old is that when I was stitched, my dad, to save on anesthetic costs, didn’t let them use anesthesia, and I was sewn up without it. I didn’t say a word, but the sweat from the pain flowed down, yet I held back from crying out. The doctor next to me kept muttering: "A five-year-old child, only five years old, can endure this pain."
More than twenty years ago, when I started elementary school, the situation didn’t change much. At eight, to eat meat, I once secretly killed an old hen with a stone in the village, then ran like a madman to the mountain, making sure no one was following before I took my dead friend’s salt and "Nande" seasoning from his house, and ran to a secret base in the mountains to pluck the chicken and cook it. That was my first time killing a chicken; people will do anything for food. I remember when I killed the chicken, its bleeding neck and hanging head seemed to be staring at me, making my hands tremble. While plucking the feathers, I realized why the old hen didn’t move much when I killed it. I found a round chicken egg half-laid at its vent, but I had killed it. I removed the egg, and inside the hen’s belly were a bunch of small, undeveloped eggs piled up like insect larvae. Even now, I have forgotten the taste of the chicken leg that day, but I occasionally dream of a huge old hen chasing me from behind, shouting, "You owe me a chick!" That scene is quite terrifying!
In middle school, to buy "Water Margin" cards, my friends and I went to the mountains to dig centipedes to sell. Mainly, we searched through piles of stones, and if we were lucky, we could sometimes find a dozen at once. I still remember the excitement of discovering a nest of them in a stone mill with my friends; I didn’t care about being bitten by centipedes and excitedly grabbed them to put in my basket. After returning, we had to thread the centipedes onto bamboo sticks and sell them to the small shop. Centipedes sold for 20 cents each, but we made about six yuan, which was a huge sum for kids in our small village. I didn’t care about the pain from the centipede bites; I happily bought a bunch of strange things at the small shop. But that joy is still very clear in my memory.
In the summer of 2009, after having a falling out with my family, I took the only 800 yuan I had and went to Shenzhen to find a middle school classmate, only to find that he had fallen in love with gambling after working and was now in a bad situation, unable to take me in. He spent my remaining few hundred yuan in one night. Then, when I blankly asked him what to do next, he told me, "If you really don’t want to go back, I’ll take you to a place." Then he took me to the "Shenzhen Sanhe Talent Market."
At that time, this place was not well-known, and few people knew about it, but 2009 was definitely the peak of Sanhe Market. That was when I joined their ranks. In the first few days, when there were no day jobs available, I, like Du Cai in "The Great Buddha Plus," wandered around Longhua with a snake-skin bag, picking up discarded bottles. After a few days, I got tanned, but at least I wouldn’t die; the money I earned was enough to buy a bowl of noodles and a drink. However, sleeping at night was a big problem; without money, I couldn’t go to a hotel, so I had to sleep in the park with my middle school classmate.
I still remember the first time I went to the police station. It was that summer night when I was sleeping on a park bench, suddenly feeling my hands being pressed down and my head being held. I didn’t know why this was happening, and then I was inexplicably taken to the police station. It wasn’t until they checked my ID that they told me there had been several theft cases in the park recently, and they thought I resembled one of the suspects. After checking my ID and clearing me of suspicion, they didn’t give me any explanation and just let me go. At that time, it was already past three in the morning. When I came out of the police station, the outside world was still bright and bustling. Looking at myself in the police station’s mirror, I finally understood why they mistook me for a suspect: my hair was messy, my skin was tanned, my clothes were smelly, and I looked almost like a homeless person. However, I thought to myself that even so, they shouldn’t have handcuffed me and brought me here. I stood at the police station’s entrance like a fool, dazed. It wasn’t until a stern voice came from inside saying, “Aren’t you leaving? Do you want to spend the night here?” that I realized and left reluctantly. So when I saw Du Cai being taken away by two police officers in "The Great Buddha Plus," I suddenly felt tears welling up. I think it was because it touched a nerve from back then. At that time, I wouldn’t have felt any of these emotions, but now, everything is vivid in my mind, and my nerves have suddenly become sensitive.
After staying in Sanhe for two months, I met quite a few "big shots," and I returned to school just before the semester started. Fortunately, later on, because I could play the guitar, I found a job at a music store owned by a boss from Huizhou. He did wholesale, and I helped him tune guitars and change strings for shipping, which allowed me to live decently and support myself. When I left Shenzhen, the boss said I did a good job and gave me an extra 800 yuan. I gave 500 to my middle school classmate, telling him to use it wisely and not to gamble. Then I bought a hard seat ticket for 180 yuan to go home. But this journey truly changed me; it felt like I realized something, and my life took a different direction.
Friends who have heard my story know what happened next: in 2010, I started a stable income from a university venture; in 2013, I made my first real bucket of gold through bank time deposits; the speed of accumulating wealth reached an astonishing pace; in 2015, due to an accident, I fell into debt close to eight figures, marking my first low point in life. In 2016, I began to enter the crypto field, and in 2017, everything was favorable, and I was on the rise. In 2019, I found myself imprisoned, entering my second low point. What’s the difference between such a life and a candlestick chart? Life always has its ups and downs, but fortunately, overall, it resembles Bitcoin’s candlestick chart, which shows a long-term upward trend, and that’s good enough.
When I say I can understand the inner world of small characters in "The Great Buddha Plus," it is not an exaggeration because I am the smallest character; I have come this way. Looked down upon, inexplicably taken to the police station, sleeping in parks, eating cheap noodles, covering myself with discarded blankets, wearing clothes that others no longer wanted. All the embarrassing years I experienced were days that couldn’t be any lower.
So when you see that I didn’t write about my time in the detention center with much sorrow, it’s because I have truly experienced even more sorrowful times; it’s just that relatively speaking, I had more freedom. The characters Cai Pu and Du Cai in the film seem to be incarnations of my past; at certain moments, we are one and the same.
- We Should Live Happier Lives!
Speaking of today’s main topic, I want to share something with everyone: in the crypto community, many people have privately messaged me saying they are unhappy. After reading my experiences, I hope you can feel some energy and also hope you can be a bit happier; this is the original intention of writing this piece.
After I came out of the detention center, my deepest realization was: life is short, and we should make ourselves freer and happier! For the sake of freedom, I can give up many values; for the sake of happiness, I can also give up many desires. Having seen life’s hardships and tasted various difficulties, I like my current state of life and appreciate every friend around me. Just like last night when I received a Father’s Day gift made by my child in kindergarten, I was happy all night, and even now, I still feel joyful.
Thinking about it more, I realized that happiness is really easy, and interacting with others has become much easier. Don’t set your expectations too high for yourself, and don’t have such big desires; that’s all it takes. Looking back, so many people are living less satisfactorily than we are, yet they can still face many things with optimism. Just like I said earlier, as long as we are healthy, our parents are still around, and we are free from illness and disaster, what reason do we have to be unhappy?
The reason adults cannot attain true happiness is that they have taken the wrong direction, mistaking the fulfillment of desires for happiness. I deeply agree with this viewpoint. Unhappiness is simply due to excessive desires that remain unfulfilled! You always want to earn more money, you always want things to go your way, and you always want to control others. Any desire will lead you into a state of unhappiness.
But in fact, desire and happiness are two different things. Improper desires not only fail to bring true happiness but also deplete one’s joy. In real life, those with heavier desires tend to be less happy and more miserable. In reality, true happiness does not require these things or conditions; the soul itself is joyful. Your heart does not rely on the external world or conditions; it has enough wisdom within to make you happy, shining like the sun.
When I went to Singapore in 2018, a friend took me to meet a Chinese friend who had built his own business empire there. During our conversation, I noticed he was wearing a small coin around his neck. Out of curiosity, we asked him why he wore such a coin. The Chinese friend said, “This is the only money I had when I first came here. I wear this coin around my neck to remind myself not to be afraid of any difficulties. No matter how bad life gets, it can’t be worse than when I only had this one coin.”
So, I am grateful for everything I have now and feel immensely satisfied. I believe he is truly happy! Similarly, I have transformed from a boy with nothing in the countryside into a strong-spirited warrior. No matter how difficult or bad things get, they cannot be worse than they are now. Right now, I am healthy, my parents are alive, and I have children; why should I be unhappy? As long as my mindset is open, I can earn more wealth, better care for my family and friends, and grow into the person I want to be.
Conclusion:
Today’s piece is indeed a bit long. But it flowed very naturally, so I was particularly invested in writing it. If you can read this far, thank you for your patience, and thank you for giving yourself a chance to find happiness. We do not need to achieve a certain level, earn a specific amount of money, or become someone else’s version of ourselves.
True inner happiness comes from three aspects: being content and happy, finding joy in oneself, and helping others find joy.
A person’s life can be long or short. By seeing through the vicissitudes of life, striving alongside happiness, although the adult world has no "easy," whether it’s suffering or exhaustion, living is enough. Dear family, I am grateful for our encounters! I hope everyone gets better and better, even if this world is full of wounds, always remember to make yourself happy~!
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