Little Taoist Priest Looking for His Parents

"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, wanted to skip 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?" ——— Wangchen: "Master, where are my parents? What are their names?" Xuan Xuzi: "Buddha said: It cannot be said." Wangchen glanced at the Taoist temple behind him and left silently. ———