The Flower Language and Legend of Delphinium

The Flower Language of Delphinium

Peace, lightness, justice, freedom

The swallows are dancing gracefully, drawing beautiful arcs in the air, light and beautiful.

On a spring afternoon, the sun is shining brightly and the weather is warm, allowing the swallows perched on the electric poles to enjoy some quiet time before catching a loach.

For a successful flower, people only admire its current brightness! However, her buds were soaked in the tears of struggle and sprinkled with the blood of sacrifice. Every flower is the embodiment of justice and freedom!

The legend of delphinium

Legend 1: The British hero Aias was furious because he got too little of the spoils, so he stabbed and chopped the flowers and plants in the courtyard with his sword. When he regained his senses, he felt ashamed of his behavior and committed suicide. The blood dripped onto the ground and beautiful delphiniums bloomed. It is said that the abbreviation of Aias' English name, A.I.A, appeared on the flowers.

Legend 2: There is a legend full of blood and tears circulating among the people in southern Europe. In ancient times, there was a tribe that was persecuted and fled, but they were unfortunately killed. The souls turned into flying swallows (some say delphiniums), flew back to their hometown, and hid on the tender grass and branches. Later, these swallows turned into beautiful flowers, blooming every year in their homeland, longing for "justice" and "freedom" to be returned to them.

Kevin Tsai said that humans always put themselves in a dominant position on the Earth, but in fact, the land where humans live is only 30% of the Earth. We humans are not yet capable of understanding and feeling the expressions of animals and plants, nor are we able to explain the ways they communicate with each other, so we impose our own consciousness on animals and plants to express the progress of our technology or thinking.

Flowers bloom naturally, perhaps to express freedom, perhaps to express justice, perhaps to express tranquility, but perhaps they just exist objectively, blooming there, not wanting to say anything, not wanting to confide anything.

However, talking flowers are still more beautiful and attractive. What a selfish person I am!