Bahasa Bunga Novels & Stories

I accompanied her, as she insisted on telling me every little flower and its meaning in the old language. Each doorway was lined with an arch of safflowers and sunflowers, sweet peas, wisteria, and yellow lilies. “Separate, they mean, ‘Happiness, gratitude, and hospitality,’ but together, they take upon the meaning of ‘We are happy to have you here.’ It is an old custom that each Luna welcomes the guests in their own unique way. Flowers have always held a deep meaning to me which is why Finnley nearly doubled the garden when we first mated,” Luna Diana kindly explained, and I happily listened, soaking up the knowledge she was kind enough to pass on to me.

“Good. If you really mean it, then that means you’re genuine. My mother understood it immediately. Did you know, Jai-san, that most people would choose Camilia or Gladiolou when they come to meet a distinguished family like us? Or even bolder, expensive flowers like Ibiskuss, Eirys, or Hysoppia. Do you know what they all mean, Jai-san? Those flowers?” Well, he heard about Gladiolou before. He guessed it was the same flower mentioned by the flower shopkeeper. The pronunciation is a bit different, but he was certain. The other four seem familiar from how the guy said it, but even if those flowers are the same as the ones in his previous world, he didn’t know what they mean. Actually, he wasn’t

couldn't help but be captivated by the beauty that enveloped them. As we strolled through the garden, Alpha Norton's eyes lit up with delight. He pointed out various flowers and plants, sharing their names and fascinating details. With each explanation, his voice carried a hint of pride and enthusiasm, revealing the deep knowledge he possessed. "Look, Theda," he said, gently gesturing towards a cluster of colorful roses. "These are called 'Crimson Passion.' They were one of the first flowers my father and I planted in this garden. We spent countless hours cultivating them, and now they bloom so beautifully."

The letter didn't have a header and it didn't say from who it was either. It's the wind, can't you hear it? The sound is melodic, almost a whisper. Little by little, the voice turns brittle. Drop after drop, the tears don't cease to stop. The tune itself surrounds her, and like a spell her thoughts drown in the well. A soft murmur caresses her petals that are so thin, the light in her eyes slowly turning dim. The sigh of defeat makes the whistling howls of the wind freeze. Everything stops just as the rose falls.

Since she had initially assumed they were from his secret lover, she didn't bother to look properly at them but now that she knows who they came from, she gave the captivating flowers a proper look and that was when she saw the very attractive, neat floral arrangement they were made in. There were different varieties of flowers from hyacinths to hydrangeas to white tulips, lillies, peonies and carnations. It was indeed a very eye-catching collection of purple, pink and white flowers. However, what caught her rapt attention was the beautiful floral arrangement in the middle of the bouquet which looks like word arrangement of some sort. Upon closer inspection, she realized it was indeed word a

She pointed to the apartment building in front of the flower shop. Peeking at the building, the handsome young man gasped. “Oh? You are really near from here.” Jane nodded her head very quickly. “So, just like what I’ve said to you before, I studied in the Botany department. I know a lot about flowers and plants." She pointed to the flowers one after another and gave them their names. "White Lilac means innocence, blue Hydrangea means apology, Chamomile is a symbol of rest and relaxation, Blue pansy represents trust in love and..."

Thea looked at the arrangement with growing confusion and nervously reminded him, "Theodore, these blossoms carry specific biological messages. I fear they are inappropriate for a territorial parley." Theo tilted his head, feigning the innocence of a young pup. "Oh? Do you speak the language of the flora, sister?" "The Platycodon grandiflorus signifies eternal devotion—the long wait for a mate. And lavender... its message is one of yearning." Theo nodded slowly, as if absorbing a new hunting technique. "So that's how it was." No matter how much Thea tried to explain, Theo would just let it go in one ear and out the other.

Nina Morrison sniffs and looks at Sunny confusingly. It is the engagement of Lucien Gray and Jasmine Harris, how could it become the proposal ceremony for her? Seeing the confusion look of Nina Morrison, Sunny knows that she doesn't understand. She points to the champagne roses and hyacinth in the hall, "Nina, do you know what the flower language of champagne roses and hyacinth are?" "What are they?" Nina Morrison doesn't know about these things.

He approached her calmly and said: “Do you like it?” She quickly turned toward him. “Like it?! This place is so beautiful!” She said it with genuine excitement, spinning around to look at everything. Then she ran toward one of the glowing trees and gently touched the hanging flowers. “Even these flowers… I’ve never seen anything like them before.” “They are moon flowers.” Gabriel said as he slowly approached her. “They only bloom at night.” Iris lifted her head upward. The blue lights reflected on her silver hair and wide eyes. And in that moment…

ARYA Wol-la-chee No-da-ih Be Tkin Ne-as-jah Gah Ne-as-jah Ne-as-jah Na-as-tso-si --Cherry Blossoms I'm sure anyone who read this code would definitely laugh and get confused. After all, you have no other idea what this code referred to. The clue given wass still confusing. And no other words could be formed except Cherry Blossoms. "Hey! This code is unfamiliar. Are you kidding us?" Zanaya asked Terrence, her eyebrows were knitted together as she shot him a glare.