Taoist Boy Looking for Frog

"The tadpole finally found its mother." The young children, wrapped in ill-fitting Taoist robes, stared blankly at the ending song that had started to play. "Master, the tadpole has found its mother..." Xuan Xuzi, who was reading a book on the side, had his eyelids twitching and wanted to avoid this topic. "Disciple, it's getting late and it's time to go to bed." "Oh" In the darkness, the child murmured: "Where is my frog mother?" ——— In the bright starry sky, tears trailed down Wangchen's face, and his lips opened and closed in vain. As he bent down deeply, his eyes became crystal clear. There was a jade arm on the opposite side that wanted to stretch out, but was finally pressed down by a strong arm. As Wangchen left, the young woman murmured in a choked voice her desire to replace her master and catch up. Separated by a thin line, so close to each other. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.