Lavender legend
Provence's spring is short, the beginning of the lavender bloom, is to remind people of the coming winter, however, there is a lavender love legend, but it happened in early spring, it is also the lavender flowers in full bloom
It is said that there is a young girl in the village, alone in the cold valley picking the buds of the flowers, on the homecoming On her way home, she met a wounded traveler from a faraway land who asked her for directions. The maiden held a bouquet full of flowers and looked at the handsome young man with deep affection, and in that moment her heart was already occupied by the youth's passionate and unrestrained smile. Despite her family's objections, the young woman insisted that the youth stay in the guest room of her home to heal his wounds until he was cured. As the days passed, the youth's leg injury had healed, and their relationship also heated up rapidly. In a cool morning, the youth to say goodbye and leave, but the girl is not willing to family opposition also want to go with the youth far away, to the far away youth full of roses hometown... The village grandmother in the girl before leaving, holding a handful of first bloom lavender bouquet, so that the infatuated girl with this first bloom lavender bouquet to test the youth's true heart... It is said that the aroma of lavender bouquet will make unclean things appear is that the valley is full of lavender in the morning, just as the young man took the girl's hand ready to go away, the girl will be hidden in the coat of a bouquet of lavender, thrown in the young man's body, and so a purple smoke suddenly gathered and dispersed the valley can be vaguely heard the cold wind blowing, as if the young man in the murmur of the heart of the young people want to travel away from home, ah left behind the girl! The lonely figure alone despondent not long, the girl also disappeared, some say, she is following the rose fragrance to find young people to go, some say, she was also young people into a brigade of light smoke disappeared in the valley
Provence why will become the hometown of lavender?
1, this comes from a Provence legend, as follows:
Legend has it that there is a maiden in the village of Provence, alone in the cold mountains picking flowers in bud, but met a traveler from a faraway but injured, the maiden saw the youth, the whole heart was captured by his graceful smile! So the girl invited him to her home, but also despite the objections of her family, insisted on taking care of him until he was cured, and after a few days, the young traveler's injuries have also been recovered, but the two people's love is spreading rapidly, and has reached the point of inseparable. Not long after a day, the young traveler to the girl to say goodbye to leave, and is in love with the girl but insisted on leaving with the youth, although relatives try to retain, but she still insisted on and the youth to bloom full of roses in the hometown!
Just before the maiden's departure, the village old lady gave her a bouquet of lavender, and asked her to use this bouquet of lavender to test the young traveler's true heart, because: Legend has it that the lavender's fragrance can make the unclean thing appear. Just as the traveler took her hand ready to travel, the girl will be hidden in the coat of lavender thrown at the body of the youth, I did not expect, the youth's body issued a burst of purple smoke, with the wind dissipated! And the girl in the valley also seems to vaguely hear the youth's cheerful laughter, so, leaving the girl alone. Not long after, the maiden actually also disappeared.
2, Provence and lavender
Luberon mountains (LuberonSault Abbey of the flower field is the region's most famous lavender ornamental place, but also the "mountain dwelling years" book of the story of the background, known as one of the most beautiful valleys in France. There is a 12th-century abbey on the hill, and in front of the Abbey of Senanque there is a large field of lavender flowers in different colors, planted by the abbots of the house.
The mountainous area of Simiane-la-Rotonde (Schimiane of Simiane) is a very characteristic hill town, on top of which stands Rotonde, a castle built between the 12th and 13th centuries, surrounded by a large field of lavender flowers. Standing in the town of Smyrna, you can see the fields of purple flowers everywhere, spreading endlessly.
What is the legend of Provence?
Legend has it that Provence is the home of lavender, which is a romantic and mysterious paradise, and the hills are filled with lavender. And like the boundless vastness of the purple sea, but also want a rare purple country wonderland. Pale, pure flower color, creating a world of unparalleled sanctuary. The fragrance of the flowers evokes a fascinating memory of the birthplace of dreams and friendship.
Holding the purple dream, I chose to wait.
Where are you? Where the hell are you? Do you remember that glass bottle of lavender? It was as if it was a magic bottle that collected the past, and I trivialized my forest of memories into the deep purple mist of lavender. With that little fragrance, I recalled the story of me and you in the past.
The wind blows without direction, the rain follows the sadness, and no one tells me when you will come quietly.
The wind comes again with the flowers, and the rain falls to the sea with its tears, and no one will tell me if you will come to see me.
This sky of destiny, it is you who weave a dream for me, but the dream woke up, you also disappeared, this piece of fallen leaves quietly floated down to the eyes. Eternity opens up a moment of happiness, and our friendship will last forever in a foreign land.
Have you ever remembered, when summer comes, we play under the camphor tree, running in the rapeseed flower field; have you ever remembered, when the cold wind, we run against the wind in the morning, encourage each other, *** with the advance; have you ever remembered, when the night will come, we have been laughing and joking on the way home, leaving how many unforgettable footprints; have you ever remembered, the holiday season approaching, tense and busy, I received your warm greetings, the silk of the heart! In this time, how can I not miss, that is as pure as water, but more than the peach altar water depth of a thousand feet of friendship?
A song of Yang Guan three fold, floating out strands of rhyme, a high mountains and flowing water played a long song, life is hard to get a confidant, a thousand years of confidant is hard to find, so I extraordinarily cherish our rare destiny, but also at this moment, I just realized that I was so so miss you.
My dear friend! If we are fortunate enough to have a "heart to heart" you have probably heard my concern for you, heard my blessing:
No matter how time stretches, let friendship forever.
No matter how things change, let the goodness forever.
Whether it is in the sky or in front of you, let goodness last forever.
Whether familiar or strange, let sincerity forever.
Friends, I hope that in the world of lavender, the pigeons in your hands can fly to my side, tell you how you're doing, you have to everything we hold each other, okay?
What is the legend of Provence?
In Provence, lavender has a beautiful story. Legend has it that a maiden came across a handsome young man who was injured while picking lavender. The beautiful and kind girl left the young man at home to heal his wounds. The young man gradually healed and the two fell y in love. However, the beautiful love is opposed by the girl's family. The girl is ready to elope to her lover's hometown. On her way there, in order to test the other's sincerity, she throws a large amount of lavender at the young man according to the method of the village elders. Suddenly purple smoke rises. The young man then disappeared, leaving behind only "I am actually the heart you want to travel far away," and soon, the girl also disappeared with the smoke, leaving behind only a large blooming lavender.
The beautiful legend of Provence
Legend has it that in the romantic capital of Provence, south of France, there is a young girl named Chantal, one day, she was alone in the cold mountains picking flowers, encountered a wounded young traveler from afar. As soon as they met, they were y attracted by each other's charms. So, Shankona took the wounded young man home and insisted on caring for him until he recovered, despite her family's objections. At this time, the two men's love affair spread rapidly, to the point of being inseparable.
Soon, the young traveler bids farewell to Shankona. The young traveler said goodbye to Shankona, who was in love with him and decided to go with him to a place full of roses, even though her relatives tried to stop her from doing so. To this end, the village elders gave her a bouquet of lavender to test the young traveler's heart, as the fragrance of lavender is said to bring out the impure.
So, as she walked out of the village, Shankona threw the bouquet of lavender at the young man, who, to her surprise, disappeared with a wisp of purple smoke! And then, the singularly shaped Shankona disappeared. Her disappearance led some to believe that she, like the youth, had disappeared into the valley in a puff of smoke, while others said that she had followed the scent of the roses to find her beloved.
Their undying love, y touched every Provencal people, so, in order to commemorate this kind and sentimental girl, Provencal craftsmen with lavender made of a variety of incense, and these incense on the inscription of the "Shankona".