You shoot one and I shoot one,
My mother is sewing winter clothes under the window.
You shoot two and I shoot two,
Dad defends the country and rides on horseback.
You shoot three and I shoot three,
Looking forward to a letter to say you are safe.
You shoot four and I shoot four,
I miss every word in the letter.
You shoot five and I shoot five,
Outside the Great Wall, there are beacon fires and golden drums.
You shoot six and I shoot six,
Daddy is still smiling in his dream.
You shoot seven and I shoot seven,
At night, I pillow my sword and smell the chicken.
You shoot eight and I shoot eight,
It will be a battle on the yellow sand.
You shoot nine and I shoot nine,
When will the fierce war end?
You shoot and I shoot ten,
Kite white bird taking off.
——Excerpted from "Manyou" in March 2009
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