You remove a jade pendant—mdash;to exchange for a lute

You remove a jade pendant—to exchange for a lute,
and sell a few books to buy wine.
Nights in the pavilion, among the bamboo, listening to the snow;
time spent looking at flowers at the plum blossom hut!
Your daughter has been married to a local farmer,
your son has become a gardener.
The old man next door is impossibly vulgar:
but how can you refuse when he asks you over for a drink?
Author of original: 
Yang Chi
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