Modern poems about Parthenocissus tricuspidata. (Twelve lines)

I have seen your face.

You are open-minded by nature.

Spring is green and autumn is red.

People walk along the road of growth in an open manner.

Not afraid of prejudice and irony.

Climb the wall with your little feet, the leaves are elegant.

Powder the object you are attached to.

Don't feel inferior and give up on yourself for that big tree that can become a pillar.

Because you have a unique role, no one can replace you.

If you want to shake the earth, you can do it with a fulcrum.

For attachable objects,

Life can be beautiful.