00:00 Intro 00:34 Listen with music 1:00:00 Listen without music Clear raindrops are falling in a birch forest, you have found a secret library in the forest, you take out your laptop and type like raindrops, tap tap tap tap. He was a very ill-tempered man. The villagers avoided him as if they had made a promise. He became a loner. However, he did not change. He still grumbled loudly in the yard where leaves had fallen in the morning, complained that the freshly brewed tea was too hot at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and tried to read the letters with bleary eyes before going to bed, but soon threw the book away. Time passed fairly as it does to everyone. Several years had passed since the man's hair turned white, and around that time, the government started a project to turn the underdeveloped village into a large forest. The villagers who lost their land were angry when they received a letter from the government, but soon became quiet. This was because the amount of support money was not small. Before long, the village began to empty out. After just a few more months, the only person left in the village was a grumpy man. Time passed again. Heavy equipment vehicles, including large excavators, erased the traces of human life from the village’s land. Instead of tin roofs, zelkova trees grew, and instead of high brick walls, bushes and shrubs grew. Where the asphalt had been, wet soil grew, housing numerous plants and animals. Snails, earthworms, ladybugs, and squirrels began to live there. The newly planted trees grew quickly and became birch trees with white bark and black spots. The birch forest gradually became denser. And in the middle of that forest, the house was still there. The man’s house looked like it had been preserved for many years. Sunlight and rain constantly poured in through the old wooden door and the boarded-up exterior walls like a barn. The house that the man had protected with his complaints and grumbling remained as a secret in the birch forest. One thing that changed was the people who came to his house. Sometimes, people who got lost in the forest would find his house. They were all treated to hot, sweet tea and ginger desserts. They could also freely use the books that filled the hallway leading to the spacious living room and bedroom. To them, the house was like a secret library. It was always there on sunny days, on snowy nights, and on days when clear raindrops pitter-patter on the leaves and tin roof. * * 'Nightmare,, please make a library in the rainy forest.. The sound of birch trees burning.. The gentle sound of rain.. And the gentle sound of the keyboard..' Thank you to Nabijam for the material request xD I hope you like it. Have a bright and happy end of the year. ???????????? *Nightmare and CGV are hosting a nighttime ASMR movie screening event! For more information, please refer to the YouTube community :D Go to the community ???? / @nzambience * * * I'm adding this because there were many inquiries. This is an original work without a separate original source, and unauthorized distribution/copying is not permitted. ???? Become a Nap Channel Member! / @nzambience ???? Go to recommend video materials • [Places to recommend video materials] ???? Butterfly Sleep Research Institute / A... ???? Feedback/Business: [email protected] ???? Instagram @natzamzzzz ???? Reuse of videos within the channel is not allowed, and malicious or inconsiderate comments will be deleted without notice. ???? In the case of secondary creations that add new creativity to the original work, the Nap Channel transforms and adapts them using audio and videos that have released the license. This falls within the scope of 'fair use' and does not violate copyright law. #NapASMR #ForestLibraryASMR #ClearRainSound