While the sun is still lingering in the west, my mother and I stepped out of the house, wandering around, looking for greenery around us. Walking, a piece of green caught my attention. There were many plants standing proudly in rows, just like a green barrier. Leading to this barrier is an unadorned small bridge. We walked forward and came to the barrier. Looking around, there are some pink, white and red flowers in a row of green, like a green screen standing by the water. The entrance of the barrier is a few short osmanthus trees, and a few pale yellow osmanthus trees are scattered in the branches and leaves, emitting a faint fragrance. The leaves that have just been pulled out are light yellow, and they seem to be painted in the sun. Separated from the osmanthus tree is the gorgeous magnolia. In the green leaves, magnolia blooms gracefully, emitting a faint fragrance. Some magnolia flowers are shy, and the green buds are fresh and lovely; Some just opened two or three petals, as if a shy girl hung her head shyly. A few little bees can't wait to get in, and the oval flower inside is about an inch long. Some are already in full bloom, swaying in the wind. Petals are tender as a baby's smiling face, sweet, pure and lovable. Although some petals have withered, the stamen still stands upright, and it has grown into a round stem nearly two inches long. The round stem is covered with small particles like fine beads, which is the seed that breeds new life. Against the green leaves, the flowers are so clean and elegant. I can't describe the color of the petal accurately in words, let's say it's pure white, and there seems to be a faint turquoise infiltration; Let's say it's clean and clear, and it looks so flexible and elastic. In short, it can't sum up all its connotations by beautiful words. A few more steps forward, a pink rose blooms proudly on a small cluster of Chinese roses. Flowers are not big, but they are undergoing the baptism of heart rain. Not to be outdone, the azaleas next to them opened one after another. There are not many flowers scattered in the green leaves, but they declare to people that they are also the darling of spring. Keep going, and you will meet a bunch of trees. Unfortunately, there is no loquat in Huang Cancan for people to pick at this time. All I see is the thin and long loquat leaves, which are piled on top of each other, leaving no gap, which is very pleasing to the eye. Next to loquat trees are some tall and unknown trees. On that straight branch, a mass of green leaves soared like a small green umbrella that had just been opened. Some trees are still attached to the trunk by green vines, which is particularly enchanting. From time to time, there are several egrets flying in and stopping in the meantime, which is somewhat artistic. These trees are scattered in this green barrier, which makes this small piece of land smell a little forest. Unconsciously, the night has fallen. Looking back at the barrier behind me under the dim street lamp, I suddenly found that this barrier is so familiar. If you look closely, you just walked the road at the door. It turns out that I have been in the green. On the way home, I was in a wonderful mood. The swaying green willows on the other side of the river, the uniform green belts on both sides of the road, and the lush landscape trees in the community. Sometimes, green is around, but you haven't found it yet.