2. Although Populus alba was born in poverty, it was most concerned about the quality of life. There is still ice in the soil, and the spring breeze is still chilly. Its branches have sprouted green shoots. Under heavy pressure, every bud and leaf of it is forging ahead, never bending down to beg, and there is no flattering face. In the autumn wind, although the leaves have been stripped, the thin branches are still full of essence, and the branches stand upright and hold their heads high.
3. The spirit of poplar is that its branches and leaves are close to unity, and it strives to stand upright and be indomitable. It is not afraid of wind and rain, and it takes root wherever it is needed. No matter the wind, sand, rain, snow, drought and flood, it is always so tall and straight, so strong, not weak and unshakable.