The Flower language and Legend of Salvia

Sage grassland is produced in southern Europe and Mediterranean coastal areas, also known as sage, Salvia miltiorrhiza, stone see wear, etc., for the labiatae sage belongs to the aromatic plant, there are many different uses and effects, often cultivated as kitchen vanilla or medical herbs, flowers blue to blue purple, let's take a look at the flowers and legends of sage!

The flower language of sage

Family values. Like this flower, you attach importance to chastity, open and aboveboard, is a gentleman type of person. You love your family, have the intellectual side, and are very creative, and the people you love can enjoy a full sense of security. You are a late bloomer at the expense of time and energy in order to achieve your ideal. The flower language of purple sage is wisdom, the flower language of red sage is the burning heart, the flower language of blue sage is rational, and the flower language of pineapple sage is warm yearning.

The florescence of Salvia officinalis

The florescence of sage is from June to September. When the autumn flower bag has been formed, do not prune, so as not to cut off the bud, after the first round of flowers, cut off the residual branches, leaving side branches will soon blossom again, in low altitude areas will bloom 3-4 rounds a year. Sage can last for a month from blooming to falling, and a single flower can bloom for 2-3 days. generally, after the flowers wither, the plant will wither and need to be sown again with seeds.

The legend of sage

When King Herod, the brutal and murderous butcher, slashed every child's throat in a village near Bethlehem, Maria held her newborn baby tightly in her arms and fled to the Jude Mountains against her trembling chest of fear.

On the way to escape, her husband saw a village in the distance and went first to beg for some help. Even if it's just a little water for his children. Alas, but the nature of the people in this village is so sad that no one is going to give them some water or let them go into the house to have a rest, not even a few comforting words.

So the husband had to lead the donkey to a public well in the distance to drink. Poor Maria had to sit alone by the side of the road, holding the baby. Suddenly, she heard the sound of horses' hoofs approaching in the distance, and the earth began to tremble violently. Herod's soldiers are coming! Where should I hide it? There was not even a small hole to hide around, only a cluster of bushes closest to her, in which there was a blooming rose.

Maria came to the rose: rose, beautiful rose, the poor mother implored, please bloom all your petals and hide the baby they want to kill and his mother who has been scared half to death. The rose wrinkled her button nose and replied, "go away, young woman, for the butchers will hurt and defile me. Go and see the lilac in and out, and tell her to hide you, so that she will have enough flowers to do that."

Maria came to the lilac again: lilac, lovely lilac, the fugitive woman begged, please unfold your body and hide the child who is about to be killed and his tired mother. The lilac shook her head and refused Maria without saying a reason: leave, unfortunate woman, I don't even have time to listen to you. I'm busy blooming all over my body to see the sage that goes in and out. There's nothing better for her than to do good.

Maria came to the sage again: Ah, sage, sage, the unfortunate mother begs, unfold your branches and leaves to hide this dying innocent baby and his mother half-tortured by hunger, thirst, fatigue, and fear. The sage immediately grew luxuriant branches and leaves, covering the surrounding ground, and her soft leaves formed a large canopy, hiding the mother and son tightly.

Herod's soldiers who passed by the road saw no one. Maria trembled with fear at the sound of their footsteps, but her baby smiled at the soft branches. Then, as they came in a hurry, the butcher soldiers left in a hurry. When they were far away, Mary carried Jesus out of the green, flower-dotted hideout. Sage, sage, thank you. I pray for your kindness, and everyone will remember you from now on.

Her husband also found the mother and son again, and he met a kind-hearted man who gave his donkey a large plate of barley, and the animal became energetic again, carrying the mother and son on their way. Joseph went to a lot of trouble to keep up with them. From then on, there are thorns on the rose branches, cloves give off a strong stench, and sage has a variety of therapeutic effects.