Pick up the Cards and Serve Them on the Table

He started with a good hand, but was gradually beaten to pieces. I also threw cards and turned over the table. However, who is willing to make do with me? I can't read minds, observe people's emotions, and can't flatter others. Every time, I cried and made trouble, and in the end I had to squat down and pick up the cards one by one and put them on the table. There are no ifs in life, only give it a try. Although I don't know what my fate will be, I still grit my teeth, regroup, and come back again. Even if I lose repeatedly, I will fight again and again!