Flower language and the legend of the flaming tree

The flower language of burning trees

The flower language of the flame tree is carefree, heal your broken heart with my enthusiasm.

The legend of the burning tree

The legend about the flaming tree is actually beautiful. It is said that a long time ago, there was a beautiful girl in a west village. Everyone calls her a beauty. When beautiful women grow up, many people come to ask for relatives. Her parents are very happy. They wanted to marry her to a rich and powerful chief, but the beauty refused. The beauty said that she loved the hardworking Dutu. Tu is the son of a farmer. He did a good job on the farm. He is also a famous archer and an excellent hunter. When the chief knew that the beautiful woman was willing to marry Du Tu instead of himself, he wanted to break them up. At this time, the kingdom of Buganda and Buvuma Island were at war and needed conscription. The chief decided to let Dutu be a soldier. Go to the front. Before he left, the beauty saw him off and told him to be brave. I hope he can come back soon. Beauty will always be waiting for him. The war continued in Lake Victoria. After Du Tu left, the beauty kept looking towards the lake on the hillside, but after several months, Du Tu still didn't come back. One day, she asked the eagle to go to the lake to see when Du Tu could come back. The eagle flew to the lake. At this time, Du Tu bravely rushed ahead, but when several dark arrows struck, Du Tu fell in a pool of blood. The eagle was happy to see the enemy defeated, but he was sad to find Du Tu's body. It doesn't know how to distinguish beauty. The beauty didn't get the news, so she asked the flying bees to visit the lake. When the bees came to the lake and saw the eagle crying, they understood everything and couldn't bear to go back and pass on the bad news. Beauty has been waiting, but she can't believe it. She is like the sun asking for help. I hope God can take her to the lake. The sun also knew about the war, that Du Tu was dead, and sympathized with Beauty. Just as she was shooting a beam of light, Beauty caught it and came to the lake. However, the beauty only saw the soldiers bury Du Tu's body, so she prayed to heaven to melt her with fire and reunite her with her lover. The sun praised the beauty and cremated her. The soldiers buried her with Dutu. The next year, people came here to sweep the grave for the couple and found a beautiful tree growing on the grave, that is, the flame tree, so some people called it the lover tree.