🏮Tonight, we step quietly into South Village, a small village on the lower slopes of the Qinling Mountains, just south of Chang'an during the Tang Dynasty. In this gentle sleep story, a retired official tends his chrysanthemums in a quiet village nursery courtyard south of Chang'an, the late autumn frost still clinging to the clay pots in the first pale light of morning. He moves slowly through two rows of blooms, removing frost-touched petals one by one with a small iron knife, the bitter floral scent rising faintly in the still cold air. At the field's edge, the Qinling Mountains rise grey and faint above the dry harvested earth, and the amber morning holds its colour for a long, unhurried while.

Settle in, relax, and drift gently into sleep. 😴

Chapters

00:00 Welcome

02:56 Sleep story begins - Before the Frost Has Lifted Before Full Dawn

04:57 The Pale Hour in the Inner Room

08:15 Fourteen Pots Along the South Wall

12:03 The First Petals Removed

15:25 The Gate and the Empty Lane Beyond

18:43 The Second Chrysanthemums Pots Row and the Basin Water

23:12 Hemp Cloth and the Work of Readiness

26:38 Sitting Where the Sun Meets the Shade

29:44 The Courtyard Growing Smaller

33:12 What Remains in the Clay and the Morning

36:02 Late Autumn Morning Fully Arrived

37:09 Goodnight

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🏮Tonight, we step quietly into a small room located in a quiet ward in the eastern half of Chang’an, nearly 1,300 years ago, in the height of the Tang Dynasty.

In the loom room within a quiet ward, an elderly weaver sits at her wooden loom as early summer rain falls in a water curtain from the deep roof eaves, the lamp steady at her side and the long night open before her. She guides the shuttle through pale silk, pass by patient pass, pausing at the doorway to watch the water curtain fall through the still night air, and sipping plain tea as the brazier glows quietly at her feet.

The ward grows still outside, while inside the room three gentle anchors hold — the warmth of fading coals, silk steady under patient fingers, and rain at the eaves.

Settle in, relax, and drift gently into sleep.

Chapters

00:00 Welcome

02:56 Sleep story begins - First Rain Along The Eaves

03:43 A Room Kept Warm Against The Storm

05:49 The Loom Waits And The Shuttle Begins

09:01 The Sealed Ward in Chang'an Grows Quiet Beyond The Courtyard

11:43 A Pause At The Doorway

14:02 Tea, Warm Hands, And Returning Rhythm

17:13 Listening To Rain As The Night Deepens

20:05 Cloth Gathering At The Beam

22:37 The Small Hour Before Dawn

25:03 Preparing The Room For Rest

27:41 The Lingering Rhythm Of Rain And Wood

30:35 Where The Weaver and Night Come To Rest

31:12 Goodnight

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Tonight, we step quietly into the Tang Dynasty, on the lower slopes of the Qinling Mountains just south of Chang’an.

In this gentle spring morning, a young man from a nursery village below the Qinling Mountains sets out before dawn with a moss-lined bamboo basket and his grandfather's iron knife to gather wild orchids from the shaded hollows. He moves slowly through pine forest and cool damp earth, taking only what the patch can spare, wrapping each bloom in wet hemp cloth as the birdsong gathers around him. At mid-morning he rests by an old pine at the ridge's edge, the vast plain spread quietly below and the faint outline of Chang'an just visible in the morning haze.

Settle in, relax, and drift gently into sleep. 😴

Chapters

00:00 Welcome

02:56 Sleep story begins - Before the First Light in South Village

04:03 The Village Lane Before Dawn

07:32 Where the Fields Open

10:26 The Forest Closes Over the Path

13:46 The First Orchid

17:40 The Routes His Grandfather Walked

19:58 The Basket Fills, One Bloom at a Time

24:20 The View Back Across the Plain

28:17 The Mountain Grows Still

30:41 The Road Back Down

32:52 Through the Village Lanes

35:12 The Orchids at Rest

37:49 Fine Spring Day Find Its End

38:36 Goodnight

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🕯️ You can find all listening options and links here : https://www.suquietsleep.com/

#sleepstory #sleepstories #bedtimestory #ancientchina #relaxingsleep #suquietsleep

Music & Soundscapes : Created with AI-assisted tools including Suno

Visuals & Illustrations : Created with ChatGPT