Last Saturday, I experienced a sort of freedom I wasn't used to finding in China. I'd caught a late night flight back to Beijing from Shenzhen, and it was early morning by the time our plane touched down in the capital. Outside the airport past sleeping carousels and a deserted lobby, the night was empty save for a straggle of cabs huddled near the terminal doors. I hailed one and we pulled out for the hazy glow of the downtown core.

My driver looked maybe twenty-one. He was poor, from out of town, and without much in the way of prospects. But as we drove down the empty highway this song came on and he turned up the radio. And soon we were coasting through the night with the winds whistling outside and the speakers surging with adrenaline. The world reduced itself to a certain kind of motion through time and music. There was a sort of freedom and escape there. And it came from this:

If you like this song, be sure to check out the other songs we've covered by Pu Shu: Upset Only Fool, and Those Flowers. As always, there's some great music in China if you know where to look, or know how to let it find you. As usual, we've linked to the Youtube version of this song. If you're in China you can find a local copy on Youku here.

--dave