Author Peter H. Lee Boy, lead a cow to the northern village, let's taste new wine. My face is rosy with drink, I'll return on cow-back in the moonlight. Hurrah, I am a Fu Hsi tonight, ancient glories at my fingertips. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments