The language and legend of camellia

Flower Language

Camellias bloom in late winter and early spring, and are dignified and holy. The poet Guo Moruo once praised them, "A camellia tree turns early peach red, and hundreds of red clouds roar in pride." Camellias bloom in bright and luxuriant form, with a unique elegance. It is said that when camellia petals fall, they do not fall in a cluster but one by one until the end of their life. They are so patient, graceful and tender. Do you also feel the persistence and tenderness of camellia? Then do you treat your ideal girl with the same tenderness and patience as camellia? That girl is your camellia, so camellia represents the expression of love for the woman you admire in your heart. Camellia has a faint fragrance. After all other flowers have withered, it stands tall and graceful, so humble and lovely. At this point, I can feel that if I grow a camellia, it would be very comfortable, elegant and quiet. "Only camellia is so durable, and it alone can occupy the spring breeze under the deep moon." With it by my side, I seem to have the ideal love, which is so tender and vivid, and it is the future I yearn for.

Of course, different varieties of camellia have different flower meanings. Let’s take a look at other beautiful flower meanings.

Camellia flower language:

White Camellia:

Innocence, cuteness, perfect charm, true feelings, ideal love, elegance.

Red Camellia:

Natural beauty, the virtue of modesty, humility, and noble rationality.

Pink Camellia:

Overcome difficulties.

legend:

Camellia represents the admiration for the woman in one’s heart, so it is inevitable that there will be a beautiful love story. Legend has it that every morning there would be a beautiful woman who went up the mountain to pick camellia flowers. She had a graceful figure, flowing black hair, and sang a tea-picking song, and even the camellia flowers were attracted by her. Naturally, a heroic general met her among the camellia flowers on his way back from the march. He forgot to move forward and immediately sent someone to ask where this woman was from and what her name was. However, he had to move forward. From then on, the general could not forget her. In late winter and early spring of the following year, the general came to the place where the woman was picking camellia and waited for her. With the help of the camellia, the general finally met the woman. It is a very touching love story, as gentle and lasting as a camellia.