Greetings to our esteemed Master:

I have been longing to write a letter to you to convey my warmest regards for sometime. For all the karma you bear for the disciples, I just want to say one thing from the bottom of my heart: Master, you have endured too much for us.

I cannot recall when it all began, I vaguely remember I was looking for Master. After the article "Genuine Cultivation" was released, and when I read your first sentence: "My disciples of genuine cultivation...."; I instantly felt a sense of dearness that was long lost. Tears streamed down my face. I felt that you were calling on me. I was profoundly gratified to be your disciple. By then, I had already passed the test of life and death. Abandoning my attachments at that level, I had immersed myself in true cultivation. I once had a wish that if my karma were so large, such that I could not reach consummation, I would be willing to serve as a stepping stone so others could step on me to reach the ladder to heaven. I might even be purified in the process. For my ensuing cultivation, you had arranged everything nicely for me; I came to realize the immensity of your compassion, my diligence as a disciple however, is regrettably incommensurate.

At some point during my practice, I suddenly perceived the boundless connotation behind the phrase "Cultivation Practice." I recall on my way to the Dalian Cultivation Experience Sharing Conference, a practitioner said to me, "I see that you are able to give up your life for Dafa." At that moment I could not hold back my tears.

On 22 July 1999, the police forced me to write the "promise" stating that I will give up practicing Falun Dafa, I wrote without any hesitation: "I will cultivate Falun Dafa for the rest of my life!" After July 22, the evil forces were everywhere. When Master and the Dafa were unjustly slandered, I could no longer go on living and working as usual. I stepped forward from the crowd and validated Dafa. When Dafa was declared as a X, I stood at Tiananmen Square and told them: "I am a practitioner. I have lost my job. I have been imprisoned, but I will never regret the path I have taken."

I had my moments of confusion and doubts, moments I felt unbearable and even moments when my faith in Dafa wavered. I felt very annoyed with myself. I recalled asking Master in my dream: "I am so bad, can I still be your disciple?" You replied, "Yes." I could only cry then. Recalling the journey that I took, you had been strict yet caring. You said, "Whenever I see you suffer, Master feels even more upset than you; whenever you do not take a step well, I feel pain." You take care of everyone by giving all of you. The only thing the disciples can give you in return is just our hearts a heart ready to sacrifice everything to validate Dafa: 'Safeguard the Fa with our life, assist Master in the human world.'

My esteemed Master, I will redeem all of my failings. After I carry out my duties here, I will go to Beijing again. I will go to the Zhongnanhai to appeal; I will go to the Tiananmen Square to raise my banner, and to tell the people all over the world: "Falun Dafa is good, my Master has been wronged!"

My esteemed Master, the disciples from hometown are thinking of you, they wonder if you are well? In this crucial final stage, more and more of the disciples from hometown are awakening. They are stepping forward from the crowd. They are conducting themselves in the most righteous way to clarify the truth, to rectify the 'Injustice of the millennium'[to the Dafa], and to restore Master's and Dafa's impeccable honor.

We want to do better. Please rest assured, my esteemed Master, we will see you on that glorious day when the entire universe is in jubilation.

Chinese practitioner

11/19/2000