What tree is the most tenacious and somewhat poetic???

Populus euphratica (not poplar), a tree that grows in the desert, is very tenacious, lives for 300 years, and dies for 300 years without rotting, you go to the Tarim River in the Taklamakan Desert in Xinjiang to see, the poplar is still standing there after death, that is not romantic, it is vicissitudes, understand?

The poplar tree is very tenacious, and at the same time very beautiful, many poets have borrowed the poplar to lyrically!

In the great desert there is a kind of poplar tree, which can be 1,000 years old, 1,000 years after death, 1,000 years after death, 1,000 years after death, and it can survive as long as there is water for 20 years after drought. Many of the great khan's tombs in the desert are surrounded by this kind of tree, which makes it even more mysterious.

Aspen. You can survive in the desert, don't you say tenacious?

Yellow sand, aspen, and persistent sand control people, what a beautiful picture, don't you say poetic?

Christmas tree, beautiful and desirable. And only once a year.

Plums. How to say it.

It can be said that plum blossoms.

Merlin can be imagined.

And it's all very poetic.

Scold. I don't know if it counts.

I don't know if it's related to your problem.

Poplar, pine, willow

Since ancient times, there have been poems as proof

Poplar trees in the desert are now dwindling!

The leaves of the ginkgo tree resemble fans, and the leaves of the willow tree are thin and pointed. The maple tree is red in October, and the camphor tree is fragrant in April.

The teacher talks about the characteristics of various trees.

The poplar tree is tall and the banyan tree is strong.

Sycamore leaves resemble palms.

Maple trees have red leaves in autumn.

It's hard to say this kind of poetry.

Tree (Ai Qing).

A tree, a tree.

Standing alone from each other.

Wind and air. Tell them the distance.

But under the cover of dirt.

And they stretched out the roots beside the silver.

In the depths of the unseen.

They tangle the roots together.

To the Night Tree (Liu Wai Tong).

Forever thanks, tree in the night.

You are holding hands in the dark, so peaceful.

Are you going to **, can you fight and bring me with you?

Eternal solace, the black of the black.

You use blue ink to draw a balance of oak cuts on my body.

Flowers bloom, insects fly, but I'm not on this.

Forever beautiful, caressing the crescent moon.

You love each other and don't defend against each other, and you forget each other.

What's going on in the world, the 10,000th summer is coming.

A flowering tree (Xi Murong).

How to make you meet me.

In my most beautiful moment for this.

I have been praying before the Buddha for 500 years.

Ask it to make us a dust bond.

The Buddha then turned me into a tree.

Grow by the side of the road that you must pass.

Flowers bloom discreetly in the sun.

The flowers are the hope of my past life.

As you approach, please listen.

The trembling leaves are the enthusiasm I am waiting for.

And you finally walk by in defiance.

Falling to the ground behind you.

Friend, that's not petals.

It's my withered heart.