What is the flower language and symbolic meaning of the black rose?
The black rose is a type of rose. Black roses have a unique character and are quite popular among young people. At first glance, they do not stand out, but only on closer appreciation do you discover that their blackness is mysterious and beautiful. Below, let us take a look at the flower language of the black rose!
The flower language of the black rose
The flower language of the black rose is tender sincerity, one of a kind, you are a demon and you belong to me, loyalty and longing, and secret love.
What is a 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. Its young shoots are green, its young leaves are thin, and the leaf surface is light purple. The upper surface of the leaves has sparse fuzz. Mature leaves are relatively large, nearly round, medium-thick, and dark green, with purple-red petioles.
The story and legend of the black rose
Legend says that a black rose growing in icy 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 was disabled, because none of them loved deeply enough. A young man and woman in love lived in a place filled with birdsong and flowers and covered with white birch forests. The boy promised to pick a black rose growing in icy snow for the girl. However, the girl was unwilling to let him go. What she loved was the white roses she and the boy had planted together, a garden full of pure and flawless white roses.
Ignoring the girl's desperate pleas, the boy insisted on seeking 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 fell 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 pure and flawless white flowers.
The boy grew tired, and he could not find the wish in his heart. At that moment, he remembered the girl and the happy days he had spent 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 icy snow, able to give a person three wishes, and with an overwhelming fragrance, the black rose. He finally understood, but it was already too late. His girl was his black rose.