Top 25 Best Nursery Rhymes for Children

Southern Version:Sawing motion, pulling tightLess does more, in sightWherever you lay, you might sleepDon't lose the saw or weepWhat to pull, keep it light.Northern Version:Sawing motion, splitting woodWhich craftsman's strength is understoodBack to eat like royalty shouldWhich craftsman's skill's not so goodBack to suckle, bit by bit, mother's hood.Suckle, bit by bit, mother's fare not greatSuckle, bit by bit, the piglet must wait

Dragon and snake in the cloudsWith a shovel-shaped treeWith a clock fruitAsking the doctorIs there a house here?

Ding dang dongTaking children outTo the alley of the skyDear uncle, dear auntLet the dog go back to the villageLet the goat go to schoolLet the toad stay at homeLet the chicken dig in the kitchenSwish, swash, swish, swashSit down here

Version 1:Nu na nu nongBeating the drum, waving the flagOpening a raceWhose feet are cleanRed heels, not a bit dirtyGets to play the drumVersion 2:Nu na nu nongThe drain lies withinThe bee lies withoutThe potato dips in honeyThe Buddha sits, the Buddha criesThe toad spits outThe chicken clucksThe grandmother blows riceThe mother cooks sweet soupHands spread out, feet draw in

Chirp chirp chirpThe stick blows the fireThe horse dies in actionThree kings and five emperorsThe heir sets offA bird swoops backÚ à ù ập

Betel leaves, areca nuts,All for the girls,Cakes and fruits,All for the old ladies,Incense and flowers,Offerings to Buddha.

Tossing the shuttlecock,With or without hands,Playing the clapping game,With hands or without,Who has hands,Who doesn't?

The snail and the elephant,The trunk goes first,The front legs go first,The hind legs follow,And the tail comes last.Let me tell you,The story of the elephant.

Releasing the beetle, ba ba,Don't catch the women,Men are to blame,White rice as fluffy as cotton,Rice as abundant as water,Pouring fish sauce, pouring salt,Pouring bananas, pouring pepper,Pouring water for tea,It must be to whose house,That house must bear,A hundred officials' money,The beetle's life is in the hands of God.

Planting beans and planting eggplants,Hoeing hoeing, the sour plum blooms,Sweet plums, sour plums,Tying pillars, tying pagodas,Or hugging the pillars,Orange trees, kumquat trees,Jackfruit trees, rose apple trees,Banyan branches, longan branches,If there are legs, they must shrink.

The pumpkin is the pumpkin, bang!Cleverly sifted for mother,Mother pumpkin goes to the slippery market,Pumpkin goes out to carry and run in the rain

I'm up in the sky I fall down to the ground Thought I was lost But I didn't disappear I flow into the river To nurture shrimp and fish Through villages and towns Along channels and canals For farmers to grow Golden rice in pots So don't underestimate me Raindrops, droplets of rain.

Bo Cac is Sister RiRi is Auntie SquirrelSquirrel is Cousin BlackbirdBlackbird is Baby OwlBaby Owl is Uncle CrowUncle Crow is the Captain, Indeed!...

Thang Cuoi sits under the banyan treeTo watch the oxen, he summons dad's decreeDad's tending grass on the hillMother's riding to invite the official quill

To the bridge, to the stallTo sell piglets smallTo buy a cooking potFor stewing a lotBought a watermelon sweetTo gift to grandparentsBought a flock of chickensTo feed with the wheatBought a comb for the hairBought a cap to wearHurry home, don't delayBefore the skies turn gray

The rain from the east

Watch and run, not least

The rain from the west

Windy, stormy, it jests

The rain from the south

Work and eat, no mouth drouth

The rain from the north

Drip drop, a few forth.

Our block, our craft

A kite flies swift and daft

Above our heads it loops

Where does the little chicken coop?

Hurry back, under Mom's roof

Mom and child, a bond so aloof

No fear of the hawk's swoop

Tick tock tick tock

The door frame we block

String beads, one by one

Mother's foot pedals, on and on

Mother's foot, golden hue

Fabric face, so smooth

The load, heavy to drag

Till tomorrow, under the sun's flag

Hang out, let it dry

Tomorrow, sky so spry

Take out, sew dresses nigh

Tick tock tick tock.

One bright star

Two stars shine

Three stars bright

Four stars align

Oh heavens, rain down
Take water for me to drink
Take the fields I plow
Fill my bowl with rice
Boil the straw for fire
Cook the rice into porridge
Take lime for areca
Embrace the betel nut
Take a bundle of fish
Winnow rice on a tray
Take a knife to slice meat
Take bamboo for building
Take flowers for offering
Take a basket for money
Take a fairy for a wife
Take the market to sell goods
Take corn to feed pigs
Take a bunch for a raft
Take a boat to fish
Take a ladle to scoop soup
Stir-fry meat with onions
Take a duck for soup
Take cloth for new clothes
Take the sky for shelter
Roast sesame with salt
Take a string of pearls
Take a buffalo to plow
Take the herd of children
Take the last rock
Take the dust of banana trees
Take dye for clothes
Take the teachings to follow
Take oars to build a village
Take a basket of water spinach

The sparrow chirps

It eats plain rice

It sings softly

It pecks at corn

It chirps playfully

It nibbles on sticky rice

It scatters in the yard

Oh, neighbor nearby

Chase away the sparrow

Jingle jingle

Jingle jingle

The horse has returned

Trimming the lawn

For the horse to graze

Jingle jingle

Jingle jingle ...

Behold the finch

Perched on the twig

It calls for obedience

Then heed its call

Out in the sun, wear

A hat or cap to cover

For those who don't listen

Ache in the head, runny nose

Mother goes to work

From early morn'

Rises to cook

Storeroom of meat and fish

I lean on her cheek

She smells so sweet

Oh mother dear

Love you so much

I'm in deep slumber

Forgot the hour

The clock chimes

Quickly rise

Rooster wakes early

Cat naps at noon

But I go to school

On time I abide