$SSE Composite Index (000001.SH)$ It seems that the national...

小粉红的papa : I suspect that the national treasury in China is completely empty right now.

73818979 : Per capita GDP has reached 80 million, what's wrong with cutting a little?

维尼携屎 维尼禁止 OP 小粉红的papa : One trillion yuan in subsidies have all been given to the electric car dads, so it must be empty. First, cut a wave to prepare to pay salaries, then deceive the leeks into the market at the end of the month and cut another wave.

维尼携屎 维尼禁止 OP 73818979 : The economy is in recession, everyone is not spending money, so they have to print money and provide low-interest loans to deceive the 'leeks' into buying stocks, and then cut the leeks from the stock market to replenish the national treasury. Otherwise, if everyone does not spend money, they will not be able to cut, so they have to use this trick to lure the snakes out of the hole. It can only be said that this is a really clever move for elementary school students!

101885478 : An old man in the stock market, diligent all his life but tired in body and mind, entering the market in his old age seems like a dream. Through wind and rain, he struggles bitterly, and suddenly rises like a rocket.
With a face full of vicissitudes and temples turning white, he holds his account like a flag. Once thinking of finding gold in the stock market, little did he know deception lay on this path.
After squandering a fortune in the frenzy, he sees red numbers everywhere like the morning sun. With no way out, his heart burning, he is willing to take a chance and seize an opportunity.
Morning brings the stock market like a raging fire, while night reveals wealth like a tide. Cheers resound around, as heroes pursue their boundless dreams.
The old man, underestimating himself, hurried into the market, feeling the rising trend like a dragon soaring. Risking all his family's funds, he seeks to ride the waves and become a hero.
Friends and relatives' advice falls on deaf ears, his heart full of hot blood rushes towards the future. He once said, "Who can stop the rising limit?" Today, he won't waste his life.
However, fate plays tricks, and fortunes change in an instant. The stock market frenzy quickly turns into an illusion, with a silent snowfall on a cold night.
The screen turns blood-red as prices plummet, fortunes turning to dust. Seeing mountains and rivers become illusory, tears wetting his clothes as his heart feels like breaking.
He once laughed confidently at breaking through storms, but today his warehouse is empty as dust and mud. Looking at his account in silence, he resents the heavens for deceiving him.
Wealth once in his hands, now dispersed like smoke and clouds. His family's properties pawned with no one inquiring, his children shocked and unable to sleep at night.
Ambitious once to reach the summit, but ended up falling to the bottom. Like a tide, the stock market overturns and feathers cover the whole world.
The old man gazes into the sky sighing silently, regretting not heeding advice to return to shore early. His shattered dreams in this life make his heart restless, leaving only white hair facing the mountains and rivers.
The stock market is like a battlefield, where heroes all perish. Iron horses and icy rivers invade his dreams, how many return home with laughter?