What is the legend of the purple rose?

In the prince's garden, every flower is cultivated with heart, and every flower belongs to different people.

The purple rose was born here. He has been taking care of her since she was a baby. Under his meticulous care, she carefully poked her head out of the green room and looked at the world and him with joy. He looked at her with a sweet smile. At the moment of staring at him, from his eyes, she understood that her life belongs to him.

Little purple rose grows up day by day and appears in front of him with the most beautiful posture every day. And he always smiled, watered her, dressed her and sheltered her from the wind and rain.

The flowers in the garden are in full bloom, for their own owners and for loving their hearts. One night, Little Rose was surprised to find a beautiful rose bud beside her. The unborn rose is so outstanding and colorful-she belongs to the prince, a unique rose.

The prince's love opened the bud of the little rose. She blooms her beauty petal by petal, and the tired stamens rub against the silky petals; She smiled, so calm and elegant; Her fragrance is floating in the wind, and her petals are full of happiness.

Rose was impressed as soon as she saw her-what beautiful flowers! Little purple rose is also looking at her new neighbor sweetly. Two flowers soon became good friends who talked about everything.

When the prince came to the garden again, he was immediately moved by the beauty of the roses in the morning light. But he knows that every flower belongs to different people, and he disdains her. He only has little roses.

The purple rose is still waiting for him brilliantly, and he cares and loves her as always. Only occasionally, he will stare at the roses around the little rose for a long time, he will gently brush away the weeds around her, he will sigh for her, and he will smile for her.

Because of this, he found that his purple rose was weakening day by day. Purple rose is a sentimental flower. She loves him and pays attention to his every move. Sensitive, she soon discovered his feelings for roses. Silence, she soon became weak. However, apart from dressing up every day before his arrival, what can the kind purple rose do? Gradually, the purple rose can't sleep.

At night, weak, she always silently looks at innocent and pure roses and cries alone in the night wind. There is nothing wrong with roses, she blooms for the prince, and there is nothing wrong with purple roses, she blooms for him; There is nothing wrong with the prince. He still takes care of her wholeheartedly, only occasionally looking at the posture of rose. However, maybe he doesn't understand how sensitive and fragile roses are. Only all his love can support her life.

Careful dressing can't hide the fatigue of her life. That day, after watching him leave, she turned to look at the blooming roses and said lightly, "Rose, I'm leaving. He is very kind to me and always so meticulous; He thinks he loves me and owns me, but he loves you in his heart. Only I can see that … I can't live today without all his love. I just hope he can be happy without me. Rose, bloom your beauty, for the prince and for me, okay? " Rose cried, "But, but he is yours and you are his. Isn't that enough?" He loves you ... "Rose didn't finish, because she saw Bai Yutang fall, with a shallow smile and a trace of melancholy on her face.

The next day, when the prince came to the garden, all he saw were fallen roses and tearful roses. Slowly, he said to her, "My purple rose, why are you so stupid?"? I am yours and you are mine. You should understand and know ... "

Do you know that?/You know what? The flower language of wild rose is-missing love.