Jacaranda

---- "The Sen star shines in the twilight, and the Horse star glows in the morning. Spirits take thunders; I master the Spring. I am Qing Emperor; I also master the East."

---- "Here is the court for Qing Emperor. Who are you? Why are you here?"

My lord, I come here for a small request.

I cannot find him. It has been a long time.

When we were in Wu Mountain, we had a wonderful time. Those days were so beautiful that we were all addicted to them. When we were separating, we made an appointment to see again.

When that day came, I got up early in the morning. I dressed up in front of the mountain spring, put on the new cloth woven from climbing fig vine, and tied up with the soft belt made from Dodder. My carriage was decorated with Lily Magnolia flowers, dotted with Orchid and Asarum forbesii. The bamboo sticks and cassia sticks he picked for me had been dry, but I still inserted them in the most conspicuous position on the carriage. I knew he would distinguish the fragrance and follow it. The red leopard was pulling the carriage with the scent of Lily Magnolia; a tabby cat followed closely and escorted me. The road was difficult and dangerous. It was almost noon when I arrived at the appointed place. Nobody was there, and there was no trace of anyone had been here. Sometimes I climbed to the summit to watch the surrounding movement, and sometimes I collected Ganoderma lucidum hiding in the rocks. As time passed, he never showed up. I was there waiting for him. I waited and waited.

It was late, and he still didn't show up. The wind and rain were violent that night, and I fell like a dead leaf.

---- "True. When elves are trapped by love, they often lose their spiritual power and are vulnerable to a blow."

We met again in the Inca Empire, in Sumba. We had a short marriage. Soon, in order to avoid the power struggle with his brothers, he set out to find the Sun King. He promised me that he would be back after a while. But he never came back. He established a new empire in Kitu. I prayed to God Pachakamak for another encounter at the cost of self-immolation.

Many years later, I heard that he became a prince in Denmark. I was the daughter of the sea. I recognized him, but he did not remember me. I turned to the witch for help and tried to get close to him. Yes, I could stay by his side, but I had to watch him marry a princess from a neighboring country. On the night when they had the wedding, I plunged into the icy water and turned into foam.

---- "Well, I am just a God of Spring. What can I do for you?"

Lord, you are in charge of flowers, so you must know a plant called Polygonatum odoratum. But do you know why it has another name: Solomon's seal?

Because it was once an actual Solomon's seal. It was a gift to me from him, a tube of pure, translucent, and lush emerald, with the famous seal engraved on one end.

At that time, he was the king of Israel. I came all the way to see him as the monarch of Ethiopia. I arrived there with gold, spices, and gems, accompanied by a large team of escorts. This long journey reminded me of my trip to Wu Mountain. With anticipation, I couldn't help but feel a little desolate. The palace was magnificent and splendid. We talked very happily and admired each other. But unsurprisingly, we were not able to be together in the end.

When he gave me the seal of the jade tube, he must not remember the promise in the Wu Mountain. That jade tube was so like the bamboo stick he once gifted me. I was so excited with tears in my eyes, but he thought I was excited because of the magic of the seal.

That jade tube took root and sprouted in my palace, had emerald green branches and leaves, and bloomed white hexagonal flowers, each of which was the shape of the seal. But in my heart, it was still the bamboo of the year, so I named it "Jade bamboo." It gradually spread all over the world.

---- "Oh, yes. Solomon's seal, i.e., Jade Bamboo, is now a herbal medicine to get rid of evil, and the language of the flower is "healed." "

Lord, I have loved, waited, pursued, and tried hard. Now I am tired, but I do not regret it. I still believe in love, but I just want to wait quietly and unexpectedly. At least, I have the seal he gave me, rooting wherever. Can you turn me into a flowering plant that grows wherever he walked, blooms quietly, and sprinkles petals all over the path?

Well, as you wish, you will become a tree full of blue bell-shaped flowers. Your flowering period is very long, and the beautiful blue flowers will exude a quiet fragrance. Your name is Jacaranda, and your language of the flower is--waiting for love in despair.