What are the flower meanings and legends of clover? The latest complete interpretation guide
Clover (the four-leaf clover is a rare variant of clover) is the general name people use for many kinds of herbaceous plants that have trifoliate palmate compound leaves, also known as white clover, white trefoil, Dutch clover, June snow, etc. The club symbol in playing cards represents the lucky clover. Different numbers of leaves on clover carry different flower meanings. Let us take a look below at the flower meanings and legends of clover!
The flower meanings of clover
A one-leaf clover's flower meaning represents supplication, a two-leaf clover's flower meaning represents hope, a three-leaf clover's flower meaning represents love, and a four-leaf clover's flower meaning represents happiness and sincere love.
Clover legend one
Once there was a pair of lovers who truly loved each other and lived together in a very beautiful peach grove, but because of one especially small matter, they had a quarrel and neither was willing to give in. Finally one day, the goddess of love could not bear it anymore. She drifted down to the peach grove where they lived and quietly told them a lie, telling them that each would face disaster, and that only by finding that clover in the deepest part of the peach grove could they save them. After hearing this, they pretended to be completely indifferent, but in their hearts they still worried about each other. That night it rained, a torrential rain, yet they still secretly went to the deepest part of the peach grove to look for clover for each other. When they learned that each cared deeply about the other, they were both deeply moved and decided to let clover witness their love. The goddess of love smiled. This was a joke played by the goddess of love, because she did not want happiness to come too easily. Only people who care for each other and cherish each other deserve to possess happiness.
Clover legend two
In a place no one knew, there was a place like a fairyland, a place that had never been polluted. The sky was crystal clear, as if with one glance you could see the smile of an angel at the end of the sky. The wind held the strange fragrance of nature, and sunlight left this place with traces like bits of gold. A large patch of clover quietly looked up at the sky, bathed in the sun, and swayed with the wind. Everything was quiet. Until one night when a shooting star streaked by, a simple and innocent clover made a wish, hoping that there would be someone who could accompany me to taste the flavor of sunshine, fantasize, listen to the stars tell stories, and be my friend.
After making the wish, the clover repeated it again and again in her heart every day. One day an angel entered the clover's dream and seriously asked her, “Do you really want someone to accompany you? Will you truly cherish him? Not grow tired of him? Will you understand him?” The clover also answered seriously, “Yes, just a friend, a friend who can accompany me. Of course I will cherish him well, I will not grow tired, I promise. And when he has to leave me, I will bless him and thank him for fulfilling my wish!” The angel said with relief, “Good, I promise you! But you must remember your promise!”
The next day, a boy came and built a small wooden house on the field. He was a kind boy with a crystal-like heart and superhuman artistic talent. He liked to sit beside that clover, play the flute, sketch, and talk to himself. The clover looked at his clear eyes tinged with a little melancholy and wanted to speak to him, but she could not make a sound. She was disappointed and found her wish so ridiculous! But, she thought, being able to look at him was also a kind of fortune, at least someone was with me, right? Every day the clover silently watched the boy. In her dreams there was always the figure of her friend. Every morning her leaves were hung with sparkling drops of water. That was not dew, but tears of happiness.
Perhaps the clover's devotion moved the angel, because the boy noticed this tiny clover and began to talk to her, telling her his dreams, plans, and worries, painting many pictures for her——clover embraced by sunlight, playing self-composed tunes for her, and accompanying her to watch sunrise and sunset, moonlight and stars. Happy days went on like this, plainly and joyfully.
A few years later, the boy grew up and said to the clover, “Lovely clover, I have grown up, and I am going back to the city. But do not worry, in two years I will come back to see you! Goodbye, my friend!” The clover said in her heart, “Goodbye, my friend, you will surely succeed!” During those two years, the clover prayed for the boy every moment. When violent storms tortured the clover so much that she was in unbearable pain, as long as she thought of her friend, she would smile very sweetly. She always said to herself, “He gave me the purest friendship!”
The boy returned as promised, but he could no longer accompany the clover. He said to her, “Friend, you will bless me, right? I have found my beloved!” As he spoke, he took out a portrait. In the painting, a lovely girl was running among the clover, very beautiful. “I am leaving, goodbye, I will always, always thank you for your company!” For the first time, the clover truly felt unwillingness to part. She so wished she could also say goodbye to the boy! She used all the strength in her body and shouted, “Goodbye! You gave me the purest friendship! Thank you!” She really made a sound! And it was so pleasant! The boy was not surprised and calmly said, “I always knew you had a soul, lovely clover. Thank you too!”
The clover thought, he gave me so very much happiness, and I also want to repay him! Thinking this way, she heard the angel's voice, “If you grow one more leaf, you can give him happiness. But, that is very painful. Are you willing?” “I am willing!” came the voice without hesitation.
The clover endured pain like being torn apart and grew a fourth leaf, and the boy also gained happiness. So afterward, the four-leaf clover became a symbol of happiness.