The lost flower of the language of flowers, the sorrow and memories in the language of flowers

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Summary:

Did you know? Every flower has its unique language. They use colors and forms to tell stories about love, friendship, life, and memories. Today, I want to talk with you about those flower languages that carry feelings of disappointment, which are like faded paintings quietly telling those unspeakable...

Did you know? Every flower has its unique language. They use colors and forms to tell stories about love, friendship, life, and memories. Today, I want to talk with you about those flower languages that carry feelings of disappointment, which are like faded paintings quietly telling those unspeakable sorrows.

Rose Without Love

Flower Language: Faded Flowers - Sadness and Memories

The rose is known as the flower of love. Each color represents different emotions. Red roses burn passionately, representing intense love; pink roses are gentle like water, expressing romantic vows. When love comes to an end, yellow roses become symbols of heartbreak. It's like a faded painting, reminding us of once passionate love that has now vanished into thin air.

Sad Memories

Flower Language: Faded Flowers - Sadness and Memories

The spider lily, also known as Lycoris radiata, has the flower language of sad memories. In Japan, it represents the beauty of death, while in Korea, it signifies mutual longing. Spider lilies bloom in autumn, flourishing but unreachable, just like those past loves—beautiful yet distant.

Momentary Beauty

Flower Language: Faded Flowers - Sadness and Memories

The night-blooming cereus has the flower language of momentary beauty, a fleeting eternity. It blooms at night, beautiful but brief, just like those past loves—though short-lived, they remain unforgettable.

Desperate Love

The iris has the flower language of desperate love. Irises are colorful yet hide sorrow, just like those irrecoverable loves that fill one with despair.

Expectation Without Love

The milk vetch has the flower language of expectation without love. Milk vetches are like clouds in the sky—beautiful and distant, inspiring longing yet impossible to reach.

Eternal Loss of My Love

The white daisy has the flower language of eternal loss of my love. White daisies open at sunrise and close at sunset, just like those once passionate loves—they bloom at dawn and end at dusk, filling one with endless sorrow.

Desperate Romance

The coleus has the flower language of desperate romance. Coleuses are colorful yet hide sorrow, just like those irrecoverable loves that fill one with despair.

Beauty at the End of the Road

The rubus has the flower language of beauty at the end of the road. Rubus blooms in spring, beautiful but brief, just like those past loves—though short-lived, they inspire nostalgia.

These flower languages, like faded paintings, quietly tell those unspeakable sorrows. They teach us that while love is beautiful, it also contains sadness. But it is precisely these sorrows that make us cherish even more the wonderful times we once had. Let us together, through these flower languages, commemorate those lost loves and appreciate the beauty of life.

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