Clap your hands and read the lyrics of Tang poetry

Clap your hands and read Tang poetry. You shoot one, I shoot one, and Huang Si's family is full of flowers. You shoot two, I shoot two, since ancient times, every autumn is sad and lonely. You shoot three, I shoot three, the canoe has passed Chung Shan Man. You shoot four, I shoot four, Hanshan Temple outside Gusu. You take five pictures, I take five pictures, and you can't see anything but fuzzy Woods and mountains for 300 miles. You shoot six, I shoot six, and the rain comes. You shoot seven, I shoot seven, and you ask that the date of return is not fixed; You shoot eight, I shoot eight, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. You clap nine, I clap nine, and two orioles sing green willows. You shoot ten, I shoot ten, and it rains at night in the autumn pool. You shoot one, I shoot one, and Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers. You shoot two, I shoot two, since ancient times, every autumn is sad and lonely. You shoot three, I shoot three, the canoe has passed Chung Shan Man. You shoot four, I shoot four, Hanshan Temple outside Gusu. You take five pictures, I take five pictures, and you can't see anything but fuzzy Woods and mountains for 300 miles. You shoot six, I shoot six, and the rain comes. You shoot seven, I shoot seven, and you ask that the date of return is not fixed; You shoot eight, I shoot eight, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. You clap nine, I clap nine, and two orioles sing green willows. You shoot ten, I shoot ten, and it rains at night in the autumn pool.