The language of flowers is a variety of humanized symbolic meanings given by various countries and ethnic groups based on the characteristics, habits and legends of various plants, especially flowers. Flower language legends are also diverse. The following are the flower legends I compiled for you. You are welcome to read them.
Flower Language Legend Chapter 1
According to legend, there is a village in the deep mountains at the source of Tanghe River, and a family named Tian lives in the village. The old couple has a daughter, whose name is Tian Nu. When the Tian girl grows up to thirteen or fourteen years old, she will be as beautiful as a peach blossom, good-looking, hard-working and capable. In summer, the field girl is always willing to go to the Tang River to wash clothes. She washes the clothes in her hands and sings songs. She is as beautiful as a fairy in the sky. The villagers call the field girl the goddess of heaven.
One day, the goddess finished washing her clothes and was about to wash her hair when she saw a big black fish chasing a crucian carp in the river. The small crucian carp fled to the feet of the goddess. The goddess picked up the laundry stick and drove away the big snake. The little crucian carp was rescued. The little crucian carp circled around the goddess several times before swimming away. At night, the goddess was lying on the kang and soon she saw a small crucian carp swimming towards her. She said to her: "You saved my life. I am very grateful to you. In order to repay you, I will tell you something extraordinary." There will be a mountain tsunami here in a few days. The flash flood will destroy the houses, land, people and livestock in Sanliwu Village. You must escape with your parents as soon as possible. Only you know this, don't tell anyone else. ? The goddess woke up and told her parents what happened in the dream. Dad said: "Let's run away quickly." ?Mom said: ?We will leave as soon as daybreak. The goddess said: "Our family has escaped, but won't all the people in the three miles and five villages have to die? Who else will work in the fields with us, and who will spin and weave with you?" Dad thought for a while and said, "There is a temple more than fifty miles away from our village. There is an old Taoist priest in the temple. Go and ask him. He may have some good ideas." ? The goddess asked her how to walk, took some dry food, and set off on the road at dawn. The goddess's feet were blistered, her legs were tired and sore, and her clothes were soaked with sweat. Finally, she found the temple. The old Taoist priest thought for a while and said: "In three days, there will be heavy rain here, and a mountain tsunami will occur. The flash flood will destroy people, land and livestock. If we want to save this disaster, we must have a beautiful girl who can sing and be willing to die." ?
At dawn the next day, according to the Taoist priest, the goddess asked the villagers and the people of Sanliwu Village to take their belongings and hide in the big cave. She took the paper figurines that were sent to each household and tied them in her hair. She walked out of the cave and climbed to the top of the mountain. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there was a sound of thunder. The thunder knocked down the trees, split the rocks, split the mountain bark, and the mountains roared. Floods and mud covered and destroyed houses and land. The rain is getting heavier and the thunder is getting louder. People heard the goddess singing, and her singing was not sad at all. It was just as beautiful as when she was washing clothes. Before everyone understood what was going on, they heard the sound of thunder hitting the goddess' head. Every time a thunder struck, one of the small paper figures hanging on the goddess' head was smashed into pieces. The thunder made people's ears ring, and the lightning dazzled people's eyes, but the goddess was not afraid at all, and her singing was still as beautiful as ever.
The thunder stopped, the rain stopped, and the sky cleared up. People climbed up to the top of the mountain to see the goddess. They saw the goddess smiling at everyone, but she remained motionless. The papers tied to her head turned into white flowers. She looks better than ever. People buried the goddess on the top of the mountain. Soon after, people saw a beautiful small tree growing on the goddess's grave. The branches of the tree were as beautiful as the goddess's hair. Soon after, beautiful white flowers bloomed on the branches. The white flowers emitted a strange fragrance, which was more fragrant than orchids. People called this tree and flower the goddess magnolia. Legend of Flowers Chapter 2
It is said that a long time ago, a Heqing native came to Shigu to do business. The business he did that year was to make dry wine brewed by Heqing people and use caravans to drive it along the road. The ancient tea horse road was carried to Shigu. He invited a smart, capable, honest and honest Ma Guotou from Heqing, and the two of them drove five horses on the goat intestine trail from Heqing to Shigu, Lijiang.
The vegetation was not destroyed at that time, and all kinds of trees along the way covered the sky and the sun. It was also late autumn, and the trees in the Hengduan Mountains looked even more lush and gloomy. Sometimes you could not see the light of day even if you walked for an hour. In broad daylight at noon, the road seemed a bit eerie.
While walking, there was a bad-mouthed mule whose saddle was crooked. Ma Guotou ran over and plucked a handful of grass from the roadside and put it under the crooked horse's saddle. , used to balance the ladle.
The caravan was marching through the mountains and fields. Suddenly, a group of thieves rushed down from the dark mountains of Laojun Mountain. Ma Guotou immediately realized that when he encountered the mountain king Zhang, he didn't even want the horse anymore. He grabbed the businessman and turned around and ran towards Lijiang. Needless to say, Ma Guotou and the businessman were saved their lives. The result is that all the old books are pasted in.
The two of them ran back to Lijiang and were already penniless. They had no choice but to beg for food and return to Hualong Village in Heqing. On the third day, just when the two of them were extremely frustrated, the talkative black mule suddenly appeared in the yard of Ma Guotou's house, with the pack well loaded on its back. What's even more amazing is that the grass used to pad the pack is still well padded under the saddle.
Ma Guotou was so excited that he immediately went to the next door to call the businessman. When he saw the horse, the two of them had the same idea at the time. It was the handful of sacred grass that saved the life of this cowardly black mule. , the businessman planted the tuft of grass in an earthen pot made by Zhaotun people. What is even more surprising is that during the Spring Festival, the Paphiopedilum grass bloomed with snow-white flowers, and the fragrance was overflowing. It was really Pleasant and refreshing. Seeing the lovely white snow, they called the flower: Daxuesu.
What is even more gratifying is that two years later, Ma Guotou used this cowardly black mule to earn back more than ten horses. The businessman used the remaining load of wine as capital to open a very large Heqing dry hotel in Shigu.
In order to thank the orchid that saved them, the two of them have been carefully planting it. Later, this Daxuesu became the ancestor of Heqing Hualongsu and has been planted until now. Flower Language Legend Chapter 3
The origin of the name "Hangbaiju" is related to a legend about a battle of wits between a Huibang tea merchant and a Nanyang boss.
As early as the 1920s, Tongxiang’s white chrysanthemums had become a favorite for drinking chrysanthemums due to their unique color, aroma, taste and shape. They were resold by Wang Yutai, an Anhui tea merchant at that time. Go to Singapore and other Southeast Asian countries. The local chrysanthemum dealer in Tongxiang is a smoke chrysanthemum buying house run by Zhu Jinlun. Sun-dried red tobacco and white chrysanthemums are both famous local specialties of Tongxiang. As a result, Zhu Jinlun's business became more and more prosperous, and through the port relationship of Huibang tea merchant Wang Yutai, it was exported to Southeast Asia. After Zhu Jinlun purchases the dried chrysanthemums from farmers, they must be carefully handled, processed and packaged. Chrysanthemums are items that are extremely susceptible to mold and insects. Under the technical conditions at the time, packaging and storage was a difficult problem. Zhu Jinlun hand-sealed the chrysanthemums in kraft paper, one package per pound, and followed the instructions of tea merchant Wang Yutai, affixing the trademark and instructions for use. Then, he took each chrysanthemum with a big belly and a small mouth, and grilled it on the charcoal fire to drive away the moisture in the pot. Then he put the packages of chrysanthemums into the pot layer by layer, placing between each layer. Add some wrapped quicklime to absorb moisture and finally seal the mouth.
So the chrysanthemums produced in Tongxiang were transported thousands of miles to Southeast Asia.
Nanyang businessman Boss Liang received the first batch of Tongxiang chrysanthemums from Huibang tea merchant Wang Yutai and carefully inspected them. As soon as the seal is opened, the fragrance of chrysanthemums flows out. When I took it out, I found that the package was square and dry. I saw a green poster sticker on each packet. The words "Butterfly brand Hangbaiju" stood out on the paper, and below was a text introducing the product: "Hangbaiju" means winter seedlings, spring leaves, and summer pistils. , autumn flowers, are absorbed by the essence of the sun and the moon, and the aura of the four seasons. Regular drinking of chrysanthemum tea can disperse wind and heat, soothe the liver and improve eyesight, detoxify and reduce inflammation, and resist aging and prolong life. The manufacturer's signature is "Jinlun Tea and Juzhuang, West Lake, Hangzhou". What’s interesting is that there is an eye-catching text below the signature: “Our village spared no expense in purchasing thousands of acres of land by the West Lake, hired craftsmen, and carefully cultivated it. The tea chrysanthemums produced are extraordinary. If you want to buy authentic Hangzhou white chrysanthemums, , please look for the Butterfly brand trademark.
?Boss Liang looked surprised, hurriedly opened the package, picked a few chrysanthemums, put them in a tea cup, and poured boiling water. I saw chrysanthemums blooming one after another in the water, with petals stacked on top of each other, the color of the flowers is white and crystal clear, and the fragrance of the flowers is refreshing. Boss Liang couldn't help but clapped his hands and exclaimed: No wonder the ancients called it "Qianye Jade Linglong?!"
With such good products, are you afraid that you won't be able to sell them? The demand for Hangbaiju in Nanyang is increasing day by day. Smart people Boss Liang made a small calculation in his mind. Now that we know that Hangzhou Baiju is produced by the West Lake, why not get rid of the middleman Wang Yutai and go directly to Hangzhou to find Jinlun Tea and Chrysanthemums. In this way, wouldn’t the profits be more generous? So, he took a few guys with him, and went to Hangzhou. After crossing the ocean, I came to Hangzhou and asked around about Jinlun Tea and Chrysanthemum Village. But after searching all over the West Lake, there was no sign of Hang Baiju. In desperation, he had no choice but to return in frustration.