Nursery rhyme poems about little frogs, nursery rhymes nursery rhymes about little frogs

Children must be no stranger to little frogs, little frogs are still a little tadpole when they are very young, and there are many interesting stories on the road of frog growth. Would you like to hear the story of the frog? Let's take a look.

Tadpoles don't rely on their mothers to play.

Wagging their tails, shaking their brains, tadpoles don't rely on their mothers to play.

Mom has to go to work to catch pests, and no one wants to pester her.

Small tadpoles turn into commas.

The little tadpole, so naughty, turned into a comma in the collection.

Is it here to read a good story, or is it here to accompany me in learning?

I've not made much progress.

Little tadpoles, with long legs, swim around to find frogs:

Mom, mom, come and see, have I made much progress? ”

Also go to the shore to jump and play.

The little tadpole, with his eyes wide open, watched his mother go ashore, thinking that I would grow up quickly, and also jump on the shore to play.

Little tadpoles turn magic.

The little tadpole turned into magic, conjured four little feet, and tried to change the neck but did not conjure, but the tail was gone.

Shameful to leave the water world, climb to the shore and become a frog.

Which doll doesn't love the mother.

The frog sleeps on the lotus leaf bed, and the tadpoles come to stand guard under the bed.

Everyone in the world knows that the mother loves the baby, which doll does not hurt the mother.

Tadpoles listen. The frog teacher came to speak, and he spoke every word.

The tadpole listened fascinated and pointed at its head.

I'm an ugly frog.

Look up at the clear blue sky every day.

I don't want to be a frog sitting at the bottom of a well.

I don't want to see the sky only the size of the wellhead.

I'm a happy frog.

I danced happily.

Climb up slowly.

I longed to climb out of the well.

See the wonderful world out there.

How big is it out there.

How wonderful it is out there.

I'll try to climb.

Make your dreams come true.

Definitely not trapped by the wellhead.

I tried to ......Trying.

Clear water pond, the water is long, and the mother frog comes to plant beans.

Plop and plop and jump into the water, and plant black beans.

Black beans sprout and swim, and they turn out to be a group of small tadpoles.

The little frog, croaking, crying and crying for its mother.

Swallows coax, dragonflies persuade, and whisper together:

Your mother, my mother, catch insects in the field and protect the crops, we play together, grow college mom.

Quack, small frog, round eyes, big mouth.

Catch pests, croak, and jump into the water to find your mother.

I am a little frog, I have a big mouth, two eyes are big, I see a pest I eat it in one bite, I am a little frog, the front legs are short and the hind legs are long, and the sky lives and climbs on the water

I thought when I carried my bag to school.

If the frog is also carrying a school bag.

Jump forward. That must be fun.

I thought when I did morning exercises.

Frogs are also lined up.

Do morning exercises. That must be fun.

I thought as I walked into the classroom.

The teacher who was writing on the blackboard turned around.

The frog was looking at her with puffed eyes.

That must be fun.

If the teacher knew.

Frog is the word I put on the podium.

Qin Ze is ......It must not be fun.

Frog morning exercises.