What is the latest meaning of the black rose flower language?
The black rose is a type of rose. The black rose has a unique character and is quite popular among young people. At first glance it does not stand out, but only upon closer appreciation do you discover that its blackness is mysteriously beautiful. Below, let us take a look together at the flower language of the black rose!
Black rose flower language
The flower language of the black rose is tender sincerity, one of a kind, you are a demon and are possessed by me, loyalty and longing, and an underground love affair.
What is the black rose?
There are two common types of black roses on the market. One is called “Black Magic”; its flower shape is regular and beautiful, and on its thick petals black shows through red and red shows through black, giving a thick velvety feel and conveying a sense of luxury and mystery. The other is called “Black Beauty”; its flower shape is slightly smaller, but it appears more delicate and distinctive, and its flower color is a deep black-red that shimmers with a black-gold velvet-like luster.
The black rose is a bisexual flower, with green tender shoots, thin young leaves, and a light purple leaf surface. The upper surface of the leaves has sparse fuzz. Mature leaves are relatively large, nearly round, moderately thick, and dark green, with purple-red petioles.
The story and legend of the black rose
Legend says that a black rose growing in a world of ice and snow can grant a person three wishes, and only people who truly love each other can pick it. But everyone who went to the ice mountain either died or became disabled, because none of them loved deeply enough. A young man and woman in love lived in a place filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, covered with white birch forests. The boy promised to pick for the girl a black rose growing in a world of ice and snow. However, the girl was unwilling to let him go pick it. What she loved was the white roses she and the boy had planted together, a garden full of pure and flawless white roses.
Regardless of the girl's bitter pleas, the boy insisted on searching for the wish in his heart. He wanted to give her a surprise and let her fulfill the three wishes in her heart.
The boy went, and the girl waited in the white rose garden for her beloved. One day she became ill. She struggled to walk into the garden, smelled the fresh fragrance of the white roses, and tears flowed from her eyes, gradually turning red and staining the white, pure and flawless flowers.
The boy grew tired, unable to find the wish in his heart. At that moment, he thought of the girl and of the happy days with her. He decided to go back. Because she was the black rose in his heart, and living happily together with her for a lifetime was his wish.
However, when he returned to the white birch forest and to the white rose garden, he saw the girl he loved lying on the ground, and beside her was a patch of black roses. Black, able to grow only in a world of ice and snow, able to give a person three wishes, and with an overwhelming fragrance, the black roses. He finally understood, but it was too late. His girl was his black rose.