Purple represents nobility, elegance and loneliness. The flower language of dandelion is: unstoppable love, so it is concluded that the symbolism of purple dandelion is: lonely love, this kind of love is also unstoppable, but it will not appear in two or more audiences at the same time. Even if some feelings disappear in one person, they will be resurrected in another person, not philandering. Because, the feelings of a philanderer will appear in two or more audiences at the same time, and the orientation of feelings is two-way. Simply put, feelings require communication, and if that communication is missing, naturally such feelings cease to exist. Since it cannot continue to exist between two people who are one-way, naturally, feelings will have a new home. Even though the carrier of the feelings is constantly changing from week to week, I believe that there will be feelings that will last for a long time. But I believe that there will be a day when feelings will remain unchanged for a long time. The only destination for purple dandelions is to grow old with you, and to die with you, as I wish.
Editing the love story of purple dandelion
Purple dandelion
A long time ago, there was an official prominent family, there is a young daughter called Chaoyang, looks very beautiful, smart, virtuous and kind, y loved by both parents. But the sunrise to 17 or 18 years old, has not found the desired groom, because the sunrise does not like those noble family playboy, and parents do not want to leave their beloved daughter, so the matter is not how to rest assured. One day sunrise with personal maid playing in the street, she saw a picking herbs handsome young man, the boy wearing coarse cloth clothes and pants, shoulder with an old towel used to wipe sweat, but long and clear-eyed, handsome extraordinary. Picking herbs handsome young man also noticed the beautiful sunrise, but they can only look at each other a smile, because the traditional concept of men and women at that time, when the sunrise to see the young man's silhouette disappeared in the stream of people, her heart in the heart has also been taken away. The encounter on the street, so that each other's hearts have left a deep impression. Chaoyang often asked people about the medicine picker, she learned that her favorite groom is called Pugong, he had been well read and learned, but then because of the early death of his parents, fell into poverty, so to pick herbs for a living, and Pugong often think of Chaoyang, but he thought of his own family's poverty, and inferiority complex. This world let a person never forget nothing more than love, Pugong and sunrise in suffering the torment of lovesickness, each other are all the time thinking of each other, he (she) finally put aside the world and traditional concepts, secretly dating many times, and each other life, wishing that this life long to rely on each other. Finally, one day the sunrise plucked up the courage and shyly said to her parents: "Father, mother, there is a medicine picker ...... called Pugong young man ... daughter wants to ... Parents immediately understood their daughter's mind, because they have long heard the people under them said The father said: "Chaoyang ah, you are not small, marriage is the happiness of your life, Pugong low birth, poor family, should know that the parents are for your own good," the attitude of the relatives make Chaoyang very frustrated, but her still so stubborn, because her heart is so in love with Pugong. When the sunrise again told her parents about this matter, she was strongly opposed by her parents, her father said in a serious tone, "We will never agree to it, he wants to marry my family's golden girl by no means." "Yes! We really cannot bear to let you suffer! Child, you must understand!" Said mother shed helpless tears. The stubborn Chaoyang tearfully said, "I am not Pugong not married in this life, if you do not agree with the daughter's marriage, then the daughter can only repay you in the next life," said and rushed out of the room ...... The parents had not been stubborn about their daughter, and even more so, they were not willing to lose their beloved Daughter, then reluctantly agreed. The sunrise face bloomed a beautiful and happy smile, of course, Pugong is incomparably touched and happy. However, after they got married, their parents and relatives still had a lot of dissatisfaction and discrimination against Pugong. When Chaoyang saw the attitude of her parents and relatives, she wondered why her parents, who loved her so much, rejected her beloved husband so much. Chaoyang and Pugong discussed and made a willing decision ----- to wander the world. Chaoyang and Pugong later wandered to a small mountain village with beautiful scenery, where there is a broken tile kiln that can block the wind and cold, in front of the tile kiln there is a small stream, the stream side has a lot of orchid-colored wildflowers, and he/she decided to live here, the life in the tile kiln is hard, but they live a very happy life, and Chaoyang also gave birth to a very beautiful, beautiful daughter, in the day of the birth of the daughter of the sun, the small stream side of the orchid-colored wildflowers. On the day he gave birth to his daughter, the orchid-colored wildflowers by the creek bloomed in a surprisingly bright color, and Chaoyang therefore named his daughter ------ Lanruo. However, due to the chaotic situation, not long after, Pugong was forced to go to join the army to fight the war, this go is eighteen years! Eighteen years Pugong no news, Chaoyang with Lanruo stick to the tile kiln, parents to send food, clothes do not want, those rich people's sons, young masters with gold and silver jewelry to tempt her, but she is still so uncomplaining in the watch over her beloved Pugong, she has to take Lanruo to the mountains every day, standing on the hillside looking into the distance and waiting for Pugong's return, eighteen years they rely on their mother and daughter only that full of wildflowers to fill up the mountains, but also to make sure that they have a good time. An unknown wildflower to fill their stomachs, when the wildflowers dried up they also took them back to the kiln for warmth, sunrise and Lanruo carried baskets all over the nearby mountains, and later they found that this wildflower is not only edible, but also has the effect of healing wounds and beauty, the reason is that sunrise once accidentally fell down while picking the flowers, and scraped her skin, and because she did not have any money to go to a bone-setter, she had to lie down in the kiln of the dried wildflowers to recuperate, and by the next day she found that her wounds were gone. On the next day, she found that her injury was no longer serious, and she saw that some dried wild flowers had been stuck to her abrasions. Especially Lanruo, who had been taking these wild flowers for a long time and washing her face with the water from the stream full of wild flowers, looked like a peach blossom and was as beautiful as a fairy. Every time Chaoyang took Lanruo to look at the white wild flowers floating in the wind on the hillside, she would say to her daughter Lanruo, "Look, how beautiful they are, they are dancing in the wind, one by one looking for a mate in the sky. one by one, searching for a mate in the sky, and drifting down to every corner of the earth, to be brightly colored with more life next year." Eighteen years later one day, a heavenly good news like a spring breeze into the ears of the sunrise, Pope came back! And because of his outstanding war achievements, he has become a great general. After hearing this, Chaoyang was overwhelmed with excitement and joy. ...... The news that she had been looking forward to for eighteen years made her too excited, and coupled with Chaoyang's lovesickness, she fainted. ...... The tile kiln remained the same, and the love of the past was just like yesterday. The old days of love are like yesterday in the hearts of Pugong and Chaoyang. Pugong brushed the gray hair on his temples, and his eyes were blurred. ...... Chaoyang said to Pugong with infinite attachment on his deathbed, "Take good care of Lanruo, and remember the wildflowers all over the mountain? Take them with you to the front line, they are not only edible, but also healing, and when you miss me they will flutter by your side with the wind!" . After saying this the sunrise transformed into countless white flowers floating in the sky. Later Pope took Lanruo and a lot of wildflowers and left Wakao, Pope marched and fought for tens of thousands of miles, and along the way he would take those wildflowers out and let them float down to the earth with the wind, and from then on that beautiful and self-reliant wildflowers could be seen everywhere all over the mountains."
Purple dandelion
Legend has it that whoever can find the purple dandelion, said will be able to find true love - the title "Purple hairpin, why are you so stupid, why ah! " "Flying arrow, wait for me, after eighteen years, we will meet again!" He, hugging a woman tightly, as if he was hugging his own life, afraid that the wind would also hurt her. And she, clothes yellow like the sun, skin white like snow, is so perfect, only the corner of the mouth left a trace of blood, no, maybe that is not blood, because that blood is green. The wind blew louder and louder, while her voice was getting smaller and smaller. " Flying Arrow, learn to take care of yourself from now on when I'm not around. Also, don't blame me for blocking that sword, you know, I can't control it, I can't control taking care of you, I can't control thinking about you, I can't control protecting you, I can't control..." the voice was almost a murmur, "Stop it, stop it! I don't blame you, how could I blame you!" Flying arrow words, she can no longer hear, a gust of wind blew, her body slowly drift with the wind, into points of white, like snow, like flotsam, is the blood and he, staring at that white, disappeared in the forest field. Cai Sang Zi * Flying Snow Flying snow flotsam people far away, smile like a dream, no trace of pleasure, soul broken incense sold an empty. The snow is blowing in the green forest and the wind is blowing the flakes, who understands the good dream, the tearful eyes are hazy, and the flying snow is seen in the spring flowers. Eighteen years later, "have you heard, the Chen family Miss Zi Zan, to the flowers, as long as there is a flower can impress the heart of the Miss, regardless of rich or poor can marry the Miss" tavern has always been the staging ground for such boring news. "I heard about it, said a lot of gentlemen with strange flowers and cinnamon wood to her, she did not move!" Another person came up. "What, what are you guys talking about? What's her name?!" A beggar-like man ran in, his eyes glowing and his face twisted. "Purple...purple hairpin," that person was obviously frightened, even knocked bar, but at a glance it was a beggar, and immediately calmed down, "Yo, ugly beggar, do you still have any flowers, I think it's better for me to give you a face full of flowers!" Beggar, we do not know when he arrived in the town, only remember a year, he ran into the city, his eyes have been dull, clothes have been torn, hand forward open, seems to catch what, mouth shouting: do not go ah, purple hairpin, do not go! No one could see what he was chasing, no one saw when he stopped, and no one bothered to look at him; there was never more than one beggar or one madman in the city. "Zi Zan, you did come back for me." The man ignored the punches that came his way and spoke to himself. "Guest, I'm sorry, I'll drive him out now," Xiao Er apologized while driving the man away with a stick. The stick hit the man's body, but the man was expressionless, as if it wasn't him who was hitting him, indeed, after the suffering from eighteen years ago, all that was left of him was just a shell. Suddenly, a white thing floated by, the man's eyes lit up, crazy, rushed up, leaving the frothing shopkeeper. A cut plum * wake up Eighteen years of obsessive dreaming to wake up, spring Lanshan, rags Luo Guan, madman how to find the old purple hairpin. The sky is far away, the past this year, to see the flotsam into flowers heart confused. Don't be afraid of heaven, but cherish karma. Naihe has already crossed the dream to extend again, just for the sake of the earth, the former love affair. After March, the small building by the lake. A woman dressed in plain clothes, leaning on the railing. People say she has bright eyes and white teeth, condensed fat lips, a smile pouring people country, then smile pouring people city. But only her family know, these words have a wrong, eighteen years, the girl never smiled. Perhaps, because of this, that faint sadness, more people wandering. This is, the cloud blocked the moon, the woman a soft sigh, a few drops of dew hit the flowers, as if the flowers are also in mourning. Eighteen years, every night she would have nightmares, no, maybe because the dream is too beautiful, the beauty of people dare not go to sleep. She dreamed that the yellow flowers that roamed the mountains turned into a white pompom within moments, and when the breeze blew by, the white turned into dots of stars. And then he appeared, a person she had never seen from the real world, he would tell her interesting stories, fight for her in that world, for her ...... dream was too beautiful, she slowly could not accept the reality without his shadow. Finally, she felt that has been spent recruiting pro, perhaps one day, he will bring that white with the wind to her side. Tell your love * love Qing Qing Shade the moon water without trace, dream excitement thousands of ripples, the former fate to renew the new song, the edge has not been broken, love how to extend. The best thing about the world is that it's not just about the people you love, it's about the people you love. Idle sadness, young girl feelings, for whom to think. Three days later, Chen Mansion, a handsome young man, a brocade dress, eyebrows clear and handsome, extraordinary, holding a flower pot, on the cover with a wooden frame. "This flower can only be viewed by the young lady herself." The man came elegant, the servant did not dare to neglect, busy to report to the master. Soon, the master and miss arrived, the teenager opened the wooden box. Only to see the box, a hairball-like flower open inside. A breeze blew, fluffy with the wind and floating, light like flotsam, white like snow. The lady froze, this is not the flower? Isn't this the teenager? The young lady was mesmerized, for the flower, more people. After that day, the two of them in front of the moon and flowers, swore an alliance. Family members to see this, happy exceptionally, it will achieve a good thing, change to the wedding day. Wedding, the Chen family is very lively. The whole house is decorated with lights and colors, the master invited friends and relatives, send gifts, to say goodbye, welcome the bride, can be described as the door as a room. "Bow to heaven and earth," the master of ceremonies said. Teenagers can not help the joy on the eyebrow, the young girl red head cover face, I think the face than Zhu Gai red. "Two worship high hall" "husband and wife worship" at this time, the teenager brow a lock. "Sent into the cave ~" "Master Chen really intends to betroth his daughter to a demon?" The voice was ethereal, yet powerful. "Old Taoist Empty Thought has also come to say goodbye!" The voice came from far and near. The young man had a serious face and pulled the bride with one hand, when in front of her. At this time, the originally noisy mansion was suddenly silent, and only the rattling of the wind blowing against the leaves could be heard. Finally, when the wind stopped, a Taoist priest flew into the mansion, with crane hair and a windless Taoist uniform, holding a duster. "Immeasurable Heavenly Father, is the old man going to marry his daughter to a demon?" "Why did the Taoist Master make such a remark? My daughter is clearly married to a handsome young man!" "Is that so?" The Taoist head whisk waved, a white light flew towards the teenager, the teenager used his hand to wave block, but the white light was like a maggot attached to the bone, instantly hitting the teenager's body. Teenager a trembling, face as if water loss, lose smooth, slowly wrinkled, fall down. The real face, although the same, is pale, rough, a long scar extending from the eyes to the chin. "Isn't that the beggar from the tavern!" The unknown man shouted. The man's face twitched "Dead old Taoist, eighteen years ago you caused me to be separated from the purple hairpin in yin and yang, today you!" "Demon, delusional to bond with someone, do you think she still knows you! Taking a ten thousand steps back, a demon is a demon! The Dao, is to get rid of demons and defend the Dao!" The Taoist Master heckled. After saying that, he shook off his robe, and a strong wind blew through, blowing the dao robe up into the sky, getting bigger and bigger. "Go!" The Taoist Master heckled, and the robe seemed to fly towards the man with spirituality. The corners of the man's mouth hooked evilly, and his mouth said coldly, "Still think I'm the same person I used to be! Raiding Spirit Style, break!" A long sword suddenly appeared in the man's hand, swish and disappear in an instant. The flying Taoist robe was torn in half. The Taoist Master retreated two steps, took out two yellow talismans, mouthed the words of Taoism and threw the talismans. The Prancing Style struck the yellow talisman, but it was like a clay ox entering the sea, "You are not the same as before, and I am not the same as I was back then!" Said, took out a yellow talisman, bit his index finger, blood drops on the yellow talisman, the room suddenly golden light. The Taoist priest waved his duster, and the yellow talisman came first, and the yellow talisman in front of him hit the man together. The man spat out a mouthful of blood, the blood was not red, it was green. "Eighteen years ago, I was able to execute her, today I can destroy you! Urgent order! Execute!" The duster had the appearance of a lance and flew towards the man. Tick, tick, tick, a liquid dripped onto the ground, not green, red indeed. The duster stuck into the purple hairpin's body, and behind it, the man. "Do you remember the day you asked me if I would still love you if you weren't the way you are now?" Zi Zan said, no blood on her face "I'll answer you now, I would, in my whole life, the first and last thing I loved was you, don't tell me who you are, you're...you're my dream. In my dreams, the pace of your approach, the gesture of your embrace, not a word spoken but ridiculously real. Every night, blindfolded, fantasizing, you are by my side. I don't see you, but I miss you every day, and I can't argue that I love you! Finally, the heavens let me meet you, although only a few days, this is already enough, I use... a lifetime to... only love you..." laughed, she laughed, it turns out that she really is a smile, but, at this point, who would be happy? "God-destroying Drill!" The man transformed into a sword and charged straight at the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest did not have a duster in his hand, so he had to back off. The man transformed into a piece of white fluff and disappeared from sight, along with the purple hairpin. The Royal Street line * lost souls snow fall people drift apart, not the same life, seek **** broken, do not ask the dust, do not ask the next life, inch broken heart also broken. The three thousand green silk, draw the knife to break, lingering for thousands of years. Sacrifice half of life will not regret, love is not empty, all the tears, the edge of the tight dream short nowhere to find, all is the love of sadness. The heart of the frown, a hundred knots of tenderness, all to the east wind destroyed! In the woods of the past, "Zi Zan, remember, eighteen years ago, it was here that you saved me with your inner elixir, at that time I blamed you for being capricious, today, let me also be capricious once!" The woods are lush and green, and in the inconspicuous corners, there are some clusters of small yellow flowers, blooming, but so powerless, so helpless. The man put the purple hairpin flat, himself sitting on his knees, the wind is getting bigger and bigger, blowing the leaves of the trees, and the weird thing is that the leaves don't have any sound. Quiet! Quiet! No cicadas, no birdsong, no, nothing. At that moment, a red ball of light slowly rose out of the man's body, spinning and emitting a buzzing sound. The moment the ball of light appeared, the surrounding yellow flowers seemed to receive a sense, swaying from side to side as the light spread, the flowers thriving even more with each pass of light. "Zi Zan, do you still remember those flowers, these are our children. For eighteen years, every year today, I would sit here, today, recite another one for you, you love to hear me recite food, don't you? The human and the demon, the yin and the yang, the flow of the Shaohua has become empty, the dusty road, many hesitations, all alone, hard to find a place to return to. Woo! Woo! Enlightenment! The banishment of the immortal sword, the love is constant, renew the new song but it is already too late. Time does not stand still, who will tell me about my infatuation, and where will I return? No! No!" Dream, am I dreaming again? Am I not dead? But it's so real. I remember that man. It hurts just to hear, to see, to remember us? Remember we drift in the vast years, in the vicissitudes of loneliness in the torture, we want to catch each other all kinds of, but in the miss, let the years with the wind trail disappear. They, separated from us, pretending to be free, waving dust, thought floating! Wind and dust eliminate people far away, the wind, the dashing song, why the yin and yang are separated. It's hard to get together in the next life. I only hope that the love of the next life is like a sunset. Hate the heavens, the creation of confusion, the love affair are divergent, the golden wind and jade dew meet, how to keep the flowers. Springtime twilight, the fate of the world to live, love long dream short no return road, think about how many times? The past parting and then leave the place, really like a mirage, fear of touching again, the fate of the world is no longer wrong! Wait for me on the road in front, in front, do not drink Mengbo." The flower changed, not in purple, purple hairpin like purple. "Oh, is it wrong for me to get rid of the devil and defend the way wrong? If it's not wrong why am I sad?" The Taoist said, waving his right hand, a light wind rose, the purple flower slowly flew up, to the distance, flying away, flying away. So many years, this plant has a name called dandelion, and there is a purple dandelion, legend has been blessed by a couple, who can find it, who will get the real love.