I fell in love with a girl who likes lavender. What does lavender mean?

The flower language of lavender - waiting for love

Lavender is a fragrant purple-blue flower. It is as romantic as its location. This flower born in Provence, France, has a beautiful love legend:

Legend 1:

In ancient times, there was a beautiful girl in Provence. One day, she was alone She was picking budding flowers in the cold valley. On her way home, she met an injured traveler from afar who asked her for directions. The girl held a bouquet full of flowers and looked at the handsome young man affectionately. At that moment, her heart was occupied by the young man's passionate smile. Regardless of her family's objections, the girl insisted on letting the young man stay in the guest room at home to recover from his injuries. As the days passed, the young man's leg injury healed, and the relationship between the two quickly heated up. On a cool morning, the young man was about to say goodbye and leave, but the girl did not want her family's objections and she followed the young man away to the distant hometown where the young man was full of roses... The old lady in the village shook the girl's hand before she left. Holding a bouquet of lavender that has just bloomed, let the infatuated girl use this bouquet of lavender to test the sincerity of the young man... It is said that the aroma of the lavender bouquet can make unclean things appear... It is the morning when the valley is full of lavender. When the young man took the girl's hand and prepared to go away, the girl threw a bouquet of lavender flowers hidden in her coat on the young man. Just like that, a burst of purple smoke suddenly gathered and dispersed... There was a vague and lovely scenery in the valley. I heard the cold wind blowing, as if a young man was whispering... I am your heart that wants to travel far... Leaving the girl's lonely figure alone and melancholy... After a while, the girl disappeared. Some people said that she was looking for her by following the fragrance of flowers. The young man has gone, and some people say that she was also transformed into a line of smoke and disappeared into the valley by the young man...

The appearance of this flower represents love and commitment, just like its flower language, waiting for love.

Legend 2:

These lavenders are favored by fashion groups because they also have many romantic and beautiful connotations. Lavender has great connotations and contains the correct attitude towards life. People have always regarded lavender as a symbol of purity, cleanliness, protection, gratitude and peace. Lavender also means "waiting for love".

Legend has it that one day, the Virgin Mary hung the washed Jesus baby clothes on lavender. From then on, lavender was given the meaning of symbolizing the taste of heaven. Some people also say that the Virgin Mary washed Jesus' baby clothes directly with water soaked in lavender. Maybe this is why people in the past liked to use lavender to wash clothes. But some people say that the Virgin Mary once prayed to lavender, so lavender not only has a lasting fragrance, but also has the ability to expel devils.

"Lavender represents true love" is the most representative lyric of the Elizabethan era. Therefore, it was popular for lovers to give lavender to each other to express their love. During this period, King Charles I of England was also a passionate man. When he was pursuing Nell Gwyn, he once tied a bag of dried lavender with a golden ribbon and gave it to his beloved.

Provence is a poem of love, and it is impossible for anyone to live here without being moved.

As for the folk custom, lavender is used to diffuse the bride's dress. In Ireland, locals tie lavender flowers to bridges to pray for good luck. It is said that putting a small bag of dried lavender on your body can help you find the woman of your dreams.

When you are separated from your lover, you can hide a sprig of lavender in your lover's book. When you get together next time, look at the color of the lavender and smell the fragrance of the lavender, and you will know that your lover is there. Love you so much.

At the wedding, you can sprinkle lavender flowers, which can bring you a happy marriage.

Legend 3:

The flower language of lavender is waiting for love. There is such a touching legend:

According to legend, a long time ago, an angel and a girl named Lavender Mortal women fall in love. The first tear was shed for her, and the wings fell off for her. Although angels had to endure severe pain every day, they were still very happy. But the happiness was short-lived. Angel was captured and brought back to heaven, and the happy time between him and Lavender was deleted. Before being demoted to the mortal world, he left a tear, and the tear turned into a butterfly to accompany his most beloved. girl. And Lavender was still waiting for him to come back, and the only thing accompanying her was the butterfly. Day and night, I waited in the garden where the angel left, and finally turned into a grass. It produces lavender flowers every year. They fly around, looking for the angel who was demoted to earth.

People call that plant "lavender".

Legend 4:

I remember a man named Andy said: "As long as you go to Provence, you won't want to leave. Because there is what you want there." "It was precisely because of this sentence that he found his own happiness.

Years later, Andy still clearly remembers the summer when he went to Provence for the first time. Looking up is a vast wilderness, the sky is deep and high, the wind is blowing low, and the faint sound of the bells of sheep can be heard in the distant valley, which is ethereal and quiet. On a sunny day in June, the boundless lavender is changing from delicate light green to mature deep purple.

18-year-old Andy was deeply attracted by everything here. He carried a backpack and wandered alone among the streets and fields of the village. Provence was really a paradise. It was completely different from the feasting and feasting of Paris. It was full of freedom and freshness. He thought to himself, until suddenly a large romantic ocean of purple lavender appeared in his field of vision. He rushed towards the sea of ??flowers without noticing that his arm had been bitten by an insect. A heartbreaking pain hit him, and he couldn't help but stop.

"Just rub it with lavender essence and it will be fine." A soft voice came from the side. Andy found a girl wearing a purple linen skirt sitting under the window of a small roadside hotel. She took out A bottle of ointment said it was Tiger Balm of Provence. You can put a few drops on scratches or mosquito bites to reduce inflammation.

When she wiped it gently for him, he smelled a faint fragrance of lavender, which was very intoxicating. I don't know if it was the effect of drugs or psychology, but Andy's wound stopped hurting immediately. During the conversation, he learned that the girl was the daughter of the owner of this small hotel, named Sofia. He has not read any books, but he has a deep interest in lavender. ‘Can you be my guide? I really want to go and see the hill in front. ’ ‘Me, me. . . . . ’ Sofia’s face turned red. ‘When I was a child, I lost all feeling in my legs in a car accident. I could only sit here and look at the purple ocean in the distance all day long. ’ Andy then discovered that Sofia was wearing an ankle-length skirt, covering her legs. He felt very sorry for his rashness and became incoherent; "Huh? I'm so sorry, I was so careless." "Actually, if you like Provence, you don't necessarily have to walk barefoot among the lavender flowers every day! "Sofia smiled, "Appreciating her beauty from a distance may give you more room for fantasy!" "Let me carry you up and take a look." Andy suddenly thought: "Look at you. The enchanting lavender kingdom." Sofia was shocked at first, and then felt moved. When they finally reached the highest point of the hill, Sofia leaned on Andy's solid shoulder and shouted loudly: "I saw it, they are more beautiful than I imagined, every bud is a dancing purple flower. Elf."

In the next few days, Andy felt that Sofia was a lavender expert. She helped Andy put a lavender sachet on the bedside, filling the room with a light fragrance, saying it could relieve anxiety and help him sleep peacefully. She also puts one or two sprigs of lavender in a bottle of olive oil or vinegar to keep the warm summer feeling. . . She also said that if you burn dried lavender in the fireplace when winter comes, it will be even more fragrant. Andy found that he liked this girl more and more, and her liveliness and kindness deeply attracted him. But when he found that he had fallen into an inextricable love, he felt sweet. At the same time, he felt confused because he knew that he could not make any promises to this beautiful girl.

In the evening, the silver-white moon hangs in the dark blue sky. The air is dry, warm, and filled with the fragrance of lavender. It is also quiet, filled with the fragrance of lavender and the whisper of the wind. Andy talked about his family: "My home is in Paris and I own an investment company. My parents hope that I can inherit their business. When I graduate from college, I will definitely show off my talents in the business." Looking at Sofia tenderly He couldn't help but kiss her with his eyes. He loved her as elegant and peaceful as lavender, but he couldn't imagine that one day, when he became a shopping mall elite, he would bring a village girl with crippled legs to a dinner party where cups were stacked. Scenarios that arise. The smart Sofia saw his hesitation, and she deliberately said to him: "I will not go to the big city with you, this is my home. Sitting at the door every day, looking at the lavender on the hills in the distance, that's me The happiest thing. I am far away from my hometown." Andy was silent.

Finally the day of departure came. Sofia pinned a sprig of lavender to his coat pocket and looked at him with a smile: "Actually, you don't have to love someone day and night. If you like Provence, you don't have to walk barefoot in the sea of ??lavender flowers every day. At any time, Anywhere, as long as you accidentally see a ray of sunshine or smell a hint of fragrance, a purple field will bloom in your heart. " Andy's heart hurt. He hurt her like this, but he didn't feel any resentment at all. Come to his rescue. He hurriedly left this beautiful field without looking back. He was afraid of seeing her tears.

Andy returned to his own world, ten years after leaving Provence. The hard work in the business world made him arrogant. But I also felt exhausted. The girl in the purple skirt with the fragrance of lavender has gradually faded out of his life. Her parents began to worry about his life-long affairs. He flirted with those famous ladies, but he did not want to get married, because after every entertainment, he would feel an inexplicable emptiness. Sometimes when he met those charming-smelling ladies, he would Stop and smell them. They were perfumed with violets and red roses, but he was often irritated because he could not find the fragrance of lavender.

When Andy was 34 years old, he had become the president of a large company in Paris. He was preparing to invest in a fragrance production base in Provence.

At the same time, he also has a wish, that is, he hopes to find Sofia. Regardless of whether she gets married and has children, he will tell her that for so many years, his favorite flower has only been lavender. Time flies, enough to change many things. When he rushed there in a hurry, the small roadside hotel had long since disappeared and was replaced by a modern farm. Andy asked around about Sofia's whereabouts and learned that they had moved away. Back at the factory, the manager he knew reported to him: "We have decided to hire a local vanilla consultant, but we need to ask for your opinion because she..." Andy waved his hand impatiently: "Don't report these things. I and you will take full responsibility." For several days, he came to the sea of ??lavender alone, smoking a cigar in despair. Scenes from the past emerged one after another, and he hated his selfishness and cowardice. Now this lavender field has been bought by him, but he will never lose the angel who made this sea of ??flowers come alive. At this moment, he suddenly heard a familiar voice: "Native lavender, also known as British lavender, is of excellent quality, with thinner leaves and shorter flower spikes. There is also long-spike lavender, with wider leaves, longer flower stems and flower spikes. . But now most of the lavender in Provence Huatian is a hybrid of these two types." A familiar figure appeared in his field of vision, she was still sitting in a wheelchair, looking more mature than before. temperament. At this moment, she is carefully teaching Andy's employees to identify the types of lavender. It's Sofia! Andy's tears flowed down involuntarily. He walked in front of her excitedly and murmured: "Anytime, anywhere, I accidentally see a ray of sunshine or smell a hint of fragrance, and I will think of Provence." A purple field. I hope that if I love someone, I can walk with her day and night in the sea of ??lavender flowers, what do you think?"

From then on, residents of Provence often saw a middle-aged man carrying a woman wearing a purple linen skirt, slowly walking on the hills full of lavender. They talked and laughed, blending in with this sea of ??purple flowers. As one body, it seems as if they have never been separated.

Legend 5:

A long time ago, in a small village, there was a girl who often sat on the street, looking blankly and innocently at the people coming and going. The pedestrian said silently in his heart: "If there really is an angel, I hope he will make my hair look like other people's." "The girl has long purple hair. In such a village that is almost the size of a palm, this is destined to be a tragedy. People in the village think she is the incarnation of the devil, because it is impossible for people to have purple hair. Her mother is very Love her, but a respected prophet in the village said that if her parents did not abandon her, disaster would soon befall the whole village. Her parents had no choice but to drive her out.

Without support, the girl can only live on her own. But she is too weak to do rough work. Even if she wants to do it, others are not willing to ask her for help. She had no choice but to go to the forest to pick some fruits to satisfy her hunger. One day, she found small white flowers all over the mountains and fields far away from the village. The fragrance of the small flowers was so fragrant that it could be smelled ten miles away; it was even more wonderful. What's amazing is that even when she was standing in a large field of flowers, the fragrance she smelled was still elegant and gentle, not pungent at all. She had never seen this kind of flower before, and of course she didn't know that it was lavender. , but they loved flowers, so she picked a lot of white lavender and went to the village to sell them. The fragrance of the flowers attracted many villagers, and they couldn't help but pay for them.

Since then, The girl walked a long way every day to pick lavender to sell. There was a very poor child in the village who followed her all day long. He liked the flowers and wanted to give them to his mother, but he had no money. If he bought it, the girl would give him a bunch every day. She also often helped those in need, such as helping the blind old woman wash clothes and helping the hunchbacked old man pick olives. However, the status of the people she helped was too low to say anything. So despite her hard work and kindness, the villagers still can't accept her with purple hair. They don't pretend to look elsewhere when buying flowers, they just throw down a handful of money and take a bunch of flowers, which seems to be too much. Staying with her for a while will bring you bad luck.

One day, the prophet's granddaughter insulted her and took away all her lavender. Then there was one who cried sadly. A very handsome boy came to comfort her...

The girl was surprised and happy, because no one had ever been so kind to her. But she soon discovered that this boy was blind, which made her very happy. Sad. Such a good person could not see the beauty of the world. She felt that this boy was even more unfortunate than herself. Although she was rejected by the villagers, she could at least see the lush forests, clear streams and silence. The distant mountains, and the lavender as white as snow in her hands, so she gave him lavender every day and talked with him. Every day, the boy always stood beside the flower she gave him the day before when they first met. There is a place to wait for her.

One day, the girl looked at the flowers in the boy's hands and said: 'These poor flowers are dead! They were still so beautiful last night, but now their leaves are hanging down. Down, withered.

Why are they like this? ’

Do you know what they did? ’ The boy said, ‘These flowers came to find you last night! They know that I can't see you, so they all volunteer to protect you for me. They visit you almost every night to ward off pesky mosquitoes and bedbugs. ’

‘How come I don’t know? Why don't you let them wake me up? ’

‘Because you sleep so sweetly, they are reluctant to wake you up. ’

The girl’s eyes turned red. From this moment on, she made up her mind to restore the brightness to the boy’s eyes, even if he would dislike her after seeing her. One evening, the girl sold out all the lavender she had picked that morning. In order to give the boy fresh lavender, she set out for the hillside again. But she was so tired that she fell asleep after reaching the hillside. When she fell asleep, she heard someone talking in her ear.

‘She is so tired. ’

‘Yes. ’

‘Didn’t she come this morning? Why is it coming again now? ’

‘Don’t you know? She wants to give the most beautiful flowers to the boy in the forest...'

'I heard that the boy is blind...'

'Just because he is blind, he treats us The little girl is so nice...'

'Is there any way to let him see it? ’

‘Of course! There is a spring in the forest, which is said to be the tears of the God of Love. The spring water can restore the brightness to anyone's eyes. '

Hearing this, the girl woke up immediately. She opened her eyes, but saw no one, but she was not afraid at all, because her heart was very calm, and she knew there must be someone. Kind angels help her secretly. She remembered every word she said in her dream. She picked a large bouquet of flowers and gave it to the boy, and told him that she was going to a far away place and would not be back until a few days... After going through a lot of hardships, the girl finally found the spring water, and she filled it carefully. He took the bottle and rushed back excitedly. When she handed the spring water to the boy, she didn't hesitate at all. She could tell the boy was excited and his joy comforted her. Just as he was rubbing spring water on his eyes, she left quietly.

The spring water restored the brightness to the boy's eyes. There was moonlight shining in from between the branches. He saw the colorful world, the lavender as white as snow at hand, and even saw many cute little elves playing happily. But he didn't see his beloved girl. The girl left quietly. She didn't want the boys to see her appearance and her purple hair. The boy was very sad, but he could not find the girl. The little elves rode in pairs every day on the dewdrops on the leaves and long grass, but none of them could tell him where the girl was.

One day, looking at the lavender withering in his hand, the boy decided to go to the place where lavender was blooming to find the girl. He didn't know where that place was, but the wind brought the fragrance of lavender, which was like a gossamer. He followed the fragrance step by step forward. Before the sun set, he finally came to the field full of lavender. He saw the girl at first sight. The girl screamed and ran away. The boy chased after her and grabbed her. The girl cried and said: 'I am a monster, we can't be together... Whoever is with me, bad luck will befall him.

’ The boy hugged the girl and told her: ‘I don’t care! I love you! 'Just when the boy said these words, a light suddenly flashed in the sky, as if all the stars in the sky were falling towards them. In the dancing light, the color of the girl's hair turned into a mist of light, penetrating into all the lavender petals. On the top, the girl's hair gradually turned golden, dazzling, and the pure white lavender turned into a purple ocean... Since then, lavender has been purple. People say that the color of this flower is the color of love. Color..."