This blog’s inspired by my boyfriend Vincent.
The conversation between me and my bf on January 27,09.
He asked me: “Do you like a flower? “
I replied: “of course baby, I love flowers, I even dreamed to own the flower shop”
So he continued: “what kind of flower you like? You like white rose? “
And I said: “No I don’t like white rose, it looks weak and too soft. The day’s gone and it turns yellow. It’s got to be a red rose, red like the bird blood”
And he said: “It doesn’t sound romantic when you said Red like bird blood”
Sudden the story from my childhood came up to my mind
I replied: “It’s the most romantic story baby, it’s for love. My English teacher when I was in high school used to tell us the Valentine’s stories, and this is one of them”
So I started to tell him the story in brief that I still can recall and Google for the exact story and so I found.
Some of you might have heard and some doesn’t. Though in real life I’m not a fan of birds at all but I want to share why I love red rose.
“Once upon a time a bird fell in love with a white rose. One day she (bird) proposed him (white rose), but white rose refused. White rose said I don't love you. Bird daily came and proposed him. Finally, white rose said when I turn red, I will love you. One day bird came and cut her wings and spread her blood on the rose and the rose turned red. Then the rose realized how much bird loved him but it was too late because bird was dead.”
I replied: “of course baby, I love flowers, I even dreamed to own the flower shop”
So he continued: “what kind of flower you like? You like white rose? “
And I said: “No I don’t like white rose, it looks weak and too soft. The day’s gone and it turns yellow. It’s got to be a red rose, red like the bird blood”
And he said: “It doesn’t sound romantic when you said Red like bird blood”
Sudden the story from my childhood came up to my mind
I replied: “It’s the most romantic story baby, it’s for love. My English teacher when I was in high school used to tell us the Valentine’s stories, and this is one of them”
So I started to tell him the story in brief that I still can recall and Google for the exact story and so I found.
Some of you might have heard and some doesn’t. Though in real life I’m not a fan of birds at all but I want to share why I love red rose.
“Once upon a time a bird fell in love with a white rose. One day she (bird) proposed him (white rose), but white rose refused. White rose said I don't love you. Bird daily came and proposed him. Finally, white rose said when I turn red, I will love you. One day bird came and cut her wings and spread her blood on the rose and the rose turned red. Then the rose realized how much bird loved him but it was too late because bird was dead.”
There’re many nice stories about red rose from birds, such as Humming bird or The Nightingale and the rose by Oscar Wilde. If you are interested I think there’re many to share in Google.
