Tonight, we step softly into the garden of a retired official's household in Chang'an's eastern wards, where an autumn afternoon is mild and clear.

A retired official sits at the stone table in his pavilion with the guqin, a long wooden zither with seven silk strings, before him, playing the piece, Flowing Water, he learned when he was twenty years old, in his teacher's study — slowly and completely, from beginning to end. Around him, the ginkgo tree holds its autumn yellow above the pond, and the last notes of the piece carry out into the still garden air.

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

Chapters

00:00 Welcome

01:38 Sleep story begins

30:48 Goodnight

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