Why are people guess on the flowers camomile ...

This guessing on so many simple and natural, that, unfortunately, no one seriously engaged in the research of its origin However, there is an old legend, which, though indirect talks about the ancient origins of divination in chamomile flowers In ancient times, lived in the light of a beautiful young girl, she was beautiful as the morning, like a gentle breeze and slender as a birch.





The girl was loved by name - Romashov. Young people are very fond of each other, their love was so sublime, that everyone around us seemed to love sent to them from the sky gods.
Once Romashov brought a gift to their favorite little flower with white petals and a sunny-red serdtsevinkoy.
Never before had she seen such a flower and hours admiring them. Its simple and modest beauty as if she were deducted from it. Delicate and beautiful fragrance conjures up thoughts of flower and did not leave her indifferent.
-Where have you extracted is a miracle? "- Asked the girl at her lover
At that Romashov said: "In my dream, I dreamed about you ... you - my love is like the sun in the night came to me in a dream and turned into the flower. And when I woke up, lay a flower at my bedside."
- What a beauty! Let's call it Daisy, by thy name - invited the girl.
And the young man did not mind.
- But is it a single flower in the whole wide world? Let's share our happiness with all the lovers. We gather as many of these colors and gave love to people - the girl said.
Romashov was perfectly aware that it is impossible to get flowers from a dream. But for the sake of their love, he vowed that he would fulfill the desire of the beloved.
How long have briefly wandered young man in search of the flower. But nowhere and no one even heard of it.
And just at the edge of zamli met Romashov keeper of dreams.
- I have what you're looking for! But for my flowers, if you really love, you will have to remain forever in my country. Then I will give thy boundless love chamomile field.
And Romashov agreed. For the sake of their love for the sake of his favorite, he was ready for anything.
Long waited for the girl of his beloved. But one day woke up I saw in front of his window an endless field of daisies ...
And she realized that Romashov her alive and that he is for it obtained the promise of flowers. And as she realized that never again see his beloved, and that she loved and always will love him just ...
The girl gave the chamomile flowers to people as a reminder of her pure and eternal love for his beloved.
People liked these flowers. 












And lovers all over the world tearing the petals from daisies to guess the elect, saying: "He loves - loves me not", remembering the eternal, faithful and tender love between two lovers.