The latest floral language and stories of tequila

Tequila, also known as tequila palm, flax, etc., is a large perennial evergreen herb of the tequila family, which is native to tropical America. Do you know what the flower language of tequila is? There is a story about tequila. Let's take a look at it.

What is the floral language of tequila?

Borrow the pain of parting, give everything for love.

Tequila dies after it blossoms

Tequila blooms only once in its life, usually between 10 and 25 years, and although some species may take up to 100 years to bloom, they are still rare. large inflorescences can be as high as 7 to 8 meters, making them the longest inflorescences in the world. there are hundreds of white or yellowish bell-shaped flowers that die after flowering.

The reason why tequila dies immediately after flowering is that the process of flowering and fruiting consumes too much energy to sustain its own life. Tequila blossoms and dies, so it is called the "plant of the century" and the "rarest flower" in the world. Most tequila blossoms only once in a lifetime, and only a few species can survive after flowering.

The story of tequila

Before the Spanish discovered the American continent, a tribe lived in the highlands around Mexico City. They are gentle and peace-loving, but if other tribes invade them, they will never show weakness and will fight hard.

But the last moderate leader died, and when his son Matt Mock ascended the throne, the situation changed: the new leader wanted to conquer other tribes by force! One of his neighboring tribes, the leader of this tribe had a beautiful daughter. One day, Metmok sent a messenger to meet the leader of the neighboring tribe and asked to marry his daughter. As a result, Metmock was greatly disappointed by the news brought back by the messenger.

In response, Metmok felt so insulted that he waged war against the tribe, and he led all the men with bows and darts to capture the tribe in one night.

From then on, they became barbaric and belligerent and spread the flames of war in all directions. Wherever they went, everything was razed to the ground. Metmok was superb in martial arts and heroic in fighting, and soon all the tribes were under his rule.

One day, Metmok said to his subordinates, "I heard that there is a rich tribe in the northern mountains. The tribal leader has a beautiful daughter. I want to marry her." If he doesn't agree to this request, we'll go to war with him. "

Metmok led the soldiers to the north. At night, they came to an open forest clearing and camped there. As Metmock toured the camp, he looked up at a bright moon hanging high in the sky, and there was peace around him. In the dead of night, he began to look back on his past military career, tormented by a sense of unease, and he felt very guilty about his past atrocities. At this time, a breeze passed through the treetops, and a white light hit him. He felt dazzled and his hands and feet were tied. He didn't know what had happened, and a voice sounded: "Metmok, where are you leading your tribe?"

The young leader looked up and saw the moon goddess appear in front of him in a blue light. The moon goddess said: "you have done a lot of evil, how many beautiful fields you have destroyed, and how many good people you have killed." Now you want to force a beautiful girl to be your wife, do you know who would fall in love with such a cruel person as you? "

Metmock was so upset that he fell to the ground and shouted, "Oh, no one will forgive me!" At this time, the moon goddess disappeared into the dark night sky, and the soldiers gathered around the leader in a trance. After a while, Metmok woke up and said to the soldiers, "I'm all right. Go and have a rest!"

The next day, Metmock solemnly said to the soldiers, "I have made up my mind that I will never wage war again." After negotiating with the leader of the alpine tribe, we immediately returned to our hometown. Even if he doesn't want to marry his daughter to me, I won't attack them. "

The soldiers were surprised to hear this. In fact, the vast majority of people in the tribe do not like this kind of expropriation and hope to return home as soon as possible.

The leader of the alpine tribe refused to marry his daughter to Metmok. Matt Mock remembered the words of the moon goddess and restrained himself. And vowed from now on, to change the past, a new life, to make up for their past sins.

Hearing his words, the leader of the alpine tribe could not believe how this savage and brutal man had suddenly become so meek and humble. He wanted to see Metmok's actions.

To prove that he was telling the truth, Metmock promised to wait until the seventh month, when the Deer Moon came, to propose.

When Metmok returned home with his troops, the tribe found that their leader was different from what he used to be. Peace reappeared in the plateau, the barren fields were full of life again, and the leaders of other tribes dispelled their fears of him.

In the seventh month, when the Deer Moon came, Metmok invited priests and wizards to choose an auspicious day to ask the leader of the alpine tribe to marry him. Metmok followed the priests excitedly, and it was the first time in his life that he had attended such a ceremony. When the procession reached the altar, it began to rain cats and dogs. All of a sudden, there was a loud thunder, and Metmok heard a voice say to him, "Metmok, I am the god of water. I was sent by the sun god to talk to you." It is good that you want to make amends for your mistakes, but it is not enough to rely on your own strength. "

Metmock said: "ask God to arrange, what should I do?"

"if you want to be a good person, it's not enough to live these years. Only by following God can you do good things forever. " With that, the water god disappeared. Metmock suddenly felt his legs sinking into the dirt, his whole body and mind felt unspeakable happiness, in people's astonished eyes, Metmok gradually turned into a beautiful tequila.

Since then, tequila has appeared on the plateau of ancient Mexico. The local Indians used its juice to make wine, its fibers to weave cloth, and its branches to build roofs.

All people yearn for peace, abhor war, and even more hate those who wage war in order to occupy other people's homes.

Such a person is bound to be punished, just like the brutal Metmock, who, despite his later efforts to change, was turned into tequila and used by people forever to redeem his sins.