A Decisive Counterattack Launched Under the Name of the Yellow River
2007/7/6 15:50:50
Early this morning, this ID first changed the blog's profile picture to a Man Jiang Hong poem written by this ID, then selected four sections from the Yellow River Cantata, arranged them as a four-movement symphony, and set it as the background music. Then all preparations before the market open commenced. This ID knew — tomorrow is July 7th, and the heroic spirits from 70 years ago are watching from above.
As for the specific intraday details, there's no need for you all to know. You only need to know the result, and the result has been forever etched into the K-line charts of China's securities history. Of course, if you want to study technique and become a whale hunter, please carefully examine this: from the two waves of counter-rallies yesterday when falling stones were caught mid-air, to the sharp pull at the very start of this morning, to the subsequent decline — how was a fine technical counterattack formation constructed? For example, look at the 5-minute chart to see how money was used to engineer a bottom divergence. This ID cannot violate this ID's own theory, just as Newton cannot make apples fly upward.
Of course, this ID couldn't possibly have done everything alone — merely lit a spark, and then it became a prairie fire. The market belongs to everyone, not this ID alone. As for specific individual stocks, it's not convenient to name them, lest it provide ammunition to anyone. Still, people here are all so brilliantly clever that saying without saying ultimately amounts to having said.
On the larger technical formation, conditions still favor certain parties, so everything won't become all peaceful just because of one bullish engulfing candle. Consider this the Battle of Pingxingguan — but it's already enough to convey the most fundamental stance to certain people, especially on a day of such significance.
For retail investors, you must insist on buying at buy points and selling at sell points according to your own level — this is the way to victory. Especially in this kind of oscillating market, you must master the rhythm.
This ID is tired too, and doesn't want to say much more. Let's go indulge over the weekend. Sunday, the music concert continues.
Lastly, if you're still interested, please read this poem once more.
Man Jiang Hong
Chán Zhōng Shuō Chán
Through eternal skies, past and present unchanged, a single dawn and dusk of wind and moon.
Where does one dwell? Amid spring blossoms, summer rain, autumn geese, and winter snow.
A hundred generations of splendor all turn to dust; a thousand rivers drunk dry — nothing left to say.
Ask this world: how many dreams have been ground away — in heroes' blood.
Stars turn in their orbits, heaven's cracks are mended; mountains collapse their pillars, rivers flood their gaps.
Storming the palaces of gods and lairs of ghosts, the nests of phoenixes and lairs of dragons.
A wrathful sword pierces the clouds, shaking the vast cosmos; mad waves swallowing the sun, a lone raft battered crosswise.
Even through life and death, the fires of tribulation wash heaven and earth clean — let all rejoice!
缠中说禅 2007/7/6 21:45:06
To all retail investors: We are the sons of bitches.