What is the meaning of lavender?
Let's talk about what the meaning of lavender is and the related knowledge about the representations of lavender. Next, the editor will introduce them.
The meaning of lavender is waiting for love, waiting for you to love me, as long as you breathe hard, you can see miracles, waiting for hopeless, heart-to-heart.
Who is lavender suitable for?
1. Send to the future girlfriend, representing that I like you.
2. Send to the ex-boyfriend, representing that the girl likes the boy, calling for the long-awaited love.
3. Send to the lover, make a promise to each other, and make a beautiful oath.
4. Send to the person you want to send, representing this kind of longing, regardless of love, friendship, and family.
There are a total of six legends about lavender:
1. It is said that a long time ago, an angel fell in love with a mortal woman named Lavender. She left the first tear for her, and her wings fell off for her. Although the angel had to endure great pain every day, they were still very happy. But happiness is very short-lived. The angel was taken back to heaven, and that part of her happy time with Lavender was deleted. Before she was banished to the mortal world, she left another tear. The tear turned into a butterfly to accompany her most beloved girl. Lavender was still waiting for him to come back, and the only companion she had was the butterfly. She waited day and night in the garden where the angel left, and finally turned into a small grass. Every year, it will bloom with light purple flowers. They fly to all parts of the world, looking for that angel who was banished to the mortal world.
2. There was a beautiful girl in the village of Provence. She went to the mountains to pick flowers every day. One day, she met an injured traveler from afar. As soon as the girl saw the young man, she was attracted by his warm smile.
So the girl brought the young man back home and took good care of him. A few days later, the young man recovered and the feelings of the two quickly升温.
Later one day, the young man bid farewell to the girl and prepared to leave. Although the girl's family strongly objected, the girl in the heat of love still insisted on leaving with the young man and going to the hometown full of roses with the young man.
Before the girl left, an old woman in the village gave her a bundle of lavender, asking her to use this bundle of lavender to test the sincerity of the young traveler, because it is said that the fragrance of lavender can make impure things appear.
On the morning when the valley was full of lavender, just as the young man was about to leave with the girl's hand, the girl threw the hidden lavender at the young man. Unexpectedly, after the young man emitted dazzling purple light, he disappeared, leaving only a wisp of smoke floating with the wind, and the valley echoed faintly with "In fact, I am the heart you want to travel far away."
Not long after, the girl also disappeared. Some people say that she, like the young man, turned into smoke and disappeared in the valley. Some people say that she followed the fragrance to find the young man... In any case, the story of lavender has been passed down.
This flower represents love and promise as soon as it appears. Just like its meaning, waiting for love.
3. It is said that one day, the Virgin Mary hung the baby clothes of Jesus washed on lavender, and lavender has been given the meaning of symbolizing the taste of heaven.
Some people say that the Virgin Mary directly used water soaked with lavender to wash the baby clothes of Jesus. Maybe this is why people in the past liked to wash clothes with lavender so much.
But some people also say that the Virgin Mary once prayed to lavender, so lavender not only has a lasting fragrance, but also has the ability to expel evil spirits.
What is the meaning of lavender?
4. Remember that a person named Andy once said: "As long as you go to Provence, you won't want to leave. Because there is something you want." It was also because of this sentence that he found his own happiness.
After many years, Andy still clearly remembers the summer when he first went to Provence. The eyes are broad fields, the sky is deep and far, the wind blows low, and the distant valley rings with the faint sound of sheep bells, quiet and quiet. In the sunny June, the endless lavender is turning from tender light green to mature dark purple.
Andy, 18, was deeply attracted by everything here. He carried a backpack and wandered alone between the streets and fields of the village. Provence is really a paradise. It is completely different from the bustling and bustling nightlife in Paris. It is full of freedom and fresh air. He thought to himself that suddenly a vast ocean of romantic purple lavender appeared in his field of vision. He rushed to this sea of flowers without paying attention to the fact that his arm had been bitten by an insect. A sharp pain came, and he couldn't help stopping.
"Just wipe it with lavender essential oil and it will be fine." A soft voice came from the side. Andy found a girl in a purple linen dress sitting under the window of a roadside inn. She took out a bottle of ointment and said this is the universal oil of Provence. It can be dripped a few drops to relieve inflammation when you are scratched or bitten by mosquitoes and insects.
When she gently wiped for him, he smelled a faint fragrance of lavender, very intoxicating. He didn't know if it was the effect of the medicine or the psychological effect, but Andy's wound was not painful immediately.
In the conversation, he learned that the girl was the daughter of the owner of the small inn, named Sophia. She didn't go to school, but she had a deep interest in lavender. "Can you be my guide? I really want to go to the hill in front to have a look." "I, I..." Sophia's face turned red. "When I was a child, my legs lost consciousness in a car accident, and I could only sit here all day and look at that purple ocean in the distance." Andy suddenly found that Sophia was wearing a long skirt to her ankles, covering her legs. He felt very sorry for his rashness and became incoherent; "Ah? I'm so sorry, I'm too careless." "In fact, you don't have to walk barefoot in the sea of lavender every day to like Provence!" Sophia smiled, "Enjoying her beauty from a distance may give you more room for imagination." "Okay, I'll carry you up to have a look." Andy had a sudden inspiration: "Have a look at your dreamy lavender kingdom." Sophia was surprised at first, then a surge of emotion. When they finally reached the top of the hill, Sophia leaned against Andy's strong shoulders and shouted loudly, "I see them, they are more beautiful than I imagined. Every flower bud is a purple spirit dancing gracefully."
In the following days, Andy felt that Sophia was a lavender expert. She put a lavender sachet on the bedside for Andy, making the whole room full of faint fragrance, saying that it could relieve anxiety and sleep peacefully. She also put a few branches of lavender in olive oil or vinegar bottles, which could make the warm summer stay. She also said that if you put dried lavender in the fireplace when winter comes, it will be full of fragrance.
Andy found that he liked this girl more and more. Her lively and kind-hearted nature deeply attracted him. But when he found himself in a love that he couldn't get rid of, he felt sweet. At the same time, he also felt confused, because he knew he couldn't give any promises to this beautiful girl.
In the evening, the silver moon hung in the deep blue sky. The air was dry and warm, filled with the fragrance of lavender. The night was quiet, filled with the fragrance of lavender, and the whispers of the wind.
Andy talked about his family: "My family is in Paris, with an investment company. My parents hope I can inherit their business. When I graduate from college, I will surely make a big splash in the business world." Looking at Sophia's gentle eyes, he couldn't help but kiss her. He loved her as if she were as elegant and peaceful as lavender, but he couldn't imagine the scene of appearing at a cocktail party with a disabled village girl when he became an elite in the business world. Smart Sophia saw his hesitation, so she deliberately said to him: "I won't go with you to the big city. This is my home. Every day, sitting at the door, looking at the lavender on the hill in the distance, is my happiest thing. I will never leave my hometown." Andy was silent.
Finally, the day of departure came. Sophia pinned a lavender to his shirt pocket and looked at him with a smile: "In fact, loving someone doesn't have to be day and night. You don't have to walk barefoot in the sea of lavender in Provence every day. At any time, anywhere, as long as you accidentally see a ray of sunlight and smell a trace of fragrance, you can open a purple field in your heart." Andy's heart ached, he hurt her so much, but she had no resentment at all, instead she helped him out of trouble. He left the beautiful field in a hurry without looking back, afraid to see her tears.
Andy returned to his own world. Ten years have passed since he left Provence. The struggle in the business world made him proud and haughty. But at the same time, he also felt tired. The girl in the purple dress with the fragrance of lavender had gradually faded out of his social circle.
His parents began to worry about his marriage. He flirted with those noble girls, but he didn't want to get married, because every time he finished a banquet, he would feel a sense of emptiness. Sometimes he met those charming girls, and he would stop to smell their fragrance. They were wearing lavender and red rose perfumes, but he often felt upset because he couldn't find the fragrance of lavender. When Andy was 34 years old, he had become the president of a large company in Paris. He planned to invest in a perfume production base in Provence. At the same time, he also had a wish, that is, to find Sophia, no matter whether she was married and had children, he would tell her that over the years, the only flower he loved most was lavender.
Time flies, enough to change many things. When he hurriedly rushed there, the roadside inn had long been replaced by a modern farm. Andy asked everywhere about the whereabouts of Sophia, and learned that they had moved away. Back to the factory, his manager reported to him: "We decide to hire a local herb consultant, but we need your opinion, because she..." Andy waved his hand impatiently: "Don't report these things to me, you are responsible for everything."
For several days in a row, he was alone in the sea of lavender, smoking cigars in a lost manner. The past scene appeared one after another, and he hated his selfishness and cowardice.
Now this field of lavender has been bought by him, but he has lost the angel who can make this field of flowers vivid forever. At this moment, he suddenly heard a familiar voice: "Native lavender, also known as English lavender, has excellent quality, thin leaves and short flower spikes, and long lavender, with wider leaves and longer flower stems and spikes. However, most of the lavender in Provence now is a mixture of these two..." A familiar figure appeared in his field of vision. She was still sitting in a wheelchair, with more mature temperament than before. At this moment, she was carefully teaching Andy's employees to identify the types of lavender. It was Sophia!
Andy couldn't help crying, he walked in front of her excitedly and murmured: "At any time, anywhere, if I accidentally see a ray of sunlight and smell a trace of fragrance, I will think of a purple field in Provence. I hope that I can be with the person I love day and night, carrying her walking in the sea of lavender every day, until old. What do you think..."
From then on, the people of Provence often saw a middle-aged man carrying a woman in a purple linen dress, walking slowly on the hill full of lavender. They talked and laughed, integrated with the purple sea of flowers, as if they had never been separated.
5. Long, long ago, in a small village, there was a girl who often sat by the roadside, looking blankly and innocently at the passers-by, murmuring in her heart: "If there really is an angel, I hope he can make my hair the same as others." The girl had a head of purple hair, which注定 was a tragedy in such a small village.
The villagers all thought she was the incarnation of the devil, because people couldn't have purple hair. Her mother loved her very much, but a respected prophet in the village said that if her parents didn't abandon her, disaster would soon befall the whole village. Her parents had no choice but to reluctantly drive her out.
Without relying on others, the girl could only rely on herself to live. But she was too weak, she couldn't do rough work, even if she wanted to, others didn't want to hire her to help. Sometimes when she was hungry, she could only go to the forest to pick some fruits to fill her stomach.
One day, she found a sea of white flowers all over the mountains and hills far away from the village. The flowers smelled so good that they could be smelled ten miles away; More wonderful is that even standing in a large flower field, the fragrance is still elegant and gentle, not stuffy at all. She had never seen such flowers before, of course she didn't know that this was lavender. Villagers have never seen it before, but they love flowers.
So she picked a large bunch of white lavender and went to the village to sell it. The fragrance attracted many villagers, and they couldn't help but take out money to buy it. From then on, the girl had to go a long way every day to pick lavender to sell. There was a very poor child in the village, who followed her all day. He liked the flowers. He wanted to send the flowers to his mother, but he didn't have money to buy them. The girl gave him a bunch every day. She also often helped those in need, such as helping the old grandmother with poor eyesight to wash clothes, helping the old grandfather with hunchback to pick olives. However, the people she helped were too low in status to speak, so although she worked hard and was very kind, the villagers still couldn't accept her with purple hair.
When they buy flowers, they pretend to look elsewhere or throw down some money and take a bunch of flowers, as if they will be plagued by bad luck if they stay with her for a while. One day, the granddaughter of the prophet insulted her and took away all her lavender. She was sad and ran to the forest to cry. At this time, a handsome boy came to comfort her...
The girl was both surprised and happy, because no one had ever been so kind to her. But soon she found that the boy couldn't see, which made her very sad. Such a good person couldn't see the beauty of the world.
Compared with herself, she thought this boy was more unfortunate. Although she was rejected by the villagers, she could still see the lush forest, clear streams, silent mountains, and the white as snow lavender in her hand. So she sent him lavender every day and accompanied him to talk. The boy always held the flowers she gave him the day before and waited for her at the place they first met. One day, looking at the flowers in the boy's hand, the girl said: "These poor flowers are all dead! They were so beautiful last night, but now their leaves are all drooping and withering. Why are they like this?" Do you know what they did?" The boy said, "These flowers went to see you last night! They know I can't see, so they all volunteered to protect you. They almost go to see you every night to drive away annoying mosquitoes and bugs." "How come I don't know? Why don't you let them wake me up?" "Because you sleep so sweetly, they don't want to wake you up."
The girl's eyes reddened, from then on, she made up her mind to make the boy's eyes recover, even if he would despise her after he saw her. One evening, the girl sold out the lavender she picked that morning. In order to give the boy fresh lavender, she set off to the hillside again. But she was too tired, and fell asleep after reaching the hillside. When she was asleep, she heard someone talking by her ear. "She is so tired." "Yes." "She didn't come in the morning? Why did she come again now?" "Don't you know? She wants to give the most beautiful flowers to that boy in the forest..." "I heard that boy is blind..." "It's because he's blind that our girl is so good to him..." "Is there any way to make him see?" "Of course! There is a spring in the forest, which is said to be the tears of the god of love. The spring can make anyone's eyes recover." Hearing this, the girl suddenly woke up. She opened her eyes, but saw no one, but she was not afraid at all, because her heart was very calm. She knew that there must be a kind-hearted angel helping her in secret. She remembered every word said in her dream. She picked a large bunch of flowers and gave them to the boy, telling him that she was going to a far place and would not be back for a few days...
The girl went through all kinds of hardships and finally found the spring. She carefully filled the bottle and hurried back excitedly. When she handed the spring to the boy, she didn't hesitate at all. She could see that the boy was very excited, and his joy comforted her. When he was about to wipe his eyes with the spring, she quietly left. The spring made the boy's eyes recover. Moonlight shone through the