(Clearwisdom.net)

I am 66 years old this year. I lost my mother when I was only five years old and grew up with my stepmother. Before I graduated from middle school, I had suffered from beatings and scoldings, and grew up without having enough food to eat and warm clothes to wear. I had many physical problems such as malaria attacks, severe tracheitis and large amounts of phlegm on a yearly basis. When I was sent to the hospital for a bleeding purpura during middle school, my stepmother came to the hospital and scolded me. She even asked why I hadn't died yet. I felt that life was so meaningless. For a while, I kept thinking of ways to end my life.

I had more problems after I started to work, such as hepatitis, nephritis, rheumatic arthritis, cholecystitis, cholelithiassis (had surgery to remove the gallstones), and gynecological problems. I kept taking different kinds of medicine but couldn't get better in the long term. I suffered from pain around my liver and on my lower back, and my heartbeat was irregular. My limbs had no strength and I suffered from dropsy. I didn't feel like eating anything. I was very thin and only weighed a little over 30 kg. Around the Spring Holiday of 1995, I started having a problem on my cervical vertebra and was unable to move my head. My cervical vertebra was swollen to the size of a walnut. My rheumatism started getting worse. I was unable to raise my hands and had difficulty walking, getting in or out of the bed, putting on clothes, combing my hair or squatting down. I was even unable to use chopsticks to feed myself. I had taken medicine for thirty years by then. My old diseases were not cured, and more diseases came up. The situation became worse and worse. The joints in my hands and feet and my backbone were swollen and out of shape. I was losing the ability to take care of myself.

I was in extreme despair and no medical treatment was effective. I decided to give up the medical treatments and give Qigong a try. On December 20, 1996, I got up very early. When I walked out the door, there seemed to be a light that was guiding my way. My feet were barely able to move. I arrived at the small garden in the community. I saw a group of people sitting in a circle on the grass. They asked me whether I wanted to learn the Qigong that they were practicing. Without any hesitation, I said I did. Later that day, I listened to the lecture tapes of Master and got the precious book of Zhuan Falun.

I read Zhuan Falun eagerly. The more I read, the more I want to read. I kept studying the Fa and practicing the exercises everyday. Master purified my body and took away the unhealthy thoughts in my mind, and gave me many things that were more precious than life. Just like that, I was able to cultivate Dafa. The problems I had disappeared without a trace. My nearly paralyzed hands and feet went back to normal. I was able to use chopsticks again, which I couldn't do for more than two months. I could step on a ladder to reach the roof of a shed. The miracle of Dafa changed an old woman with painful diseases to a happy and healthy practitioner. December 20, 1996 was the day Master saved me and gave me a new life, and when I attained the Fa. There are no words to describe the great benevolence Master showed towards me.

Although I came to learn Dafa with the purpose of curing my diseases, under the guidance and protection of Master, and based on Master's teachings, I understood this was genuine cultivation and not for treating illnesses. I cultivated myself with the fundamental universal principle of "Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance" and kept improving my xinxing and getting rid of attachments to fame and self-interests through cultivation. Master said, "To tell you the truth, the entire cultivation process for a practitioner is one of constantly giving up human attachments." (Zhuan Falun) Through constantly studying the Fa, my attachments were gradually eliminated.

Without Master purifying my body, I would not have been able to do the exercises. When I was doing the exercises, my hands were unable to hold the right position. Since my left leg was 2 cm shorter than the right, with everything that I had to deal with, I couldn't keep my body straight and stand firmly. However, I felt Master helping me. When I was doing the "Holding the Wheel" exercise, I could feel myself being held up by Master's hand. Master also gave me energy. I had the feeling of heat spreading all over my body. I couldn't raise my hands but I tried my best. With all my heart, I tried to stand firmly. With the help of Master, I did. The most difficulty I experienced was sitting for the meditation. My legs kept slipping down. At the beginning, I was barely able to sit with my legs uncrossed. Twenty days later, I heard a voice telling me to cross my legs. I endured the pain and started to sit with one leg up into the lotus position. I worked hard to increase the time each day from half an hour to one hour. I constantly had pain in my feet and my lower back during the meditation. Sometimes it was so painful that I couldn't help but to take down my legs. Later I practiced sitting with the double leg crossing, which was even harder. I would cry out from the pain. At the beginning, I could only sit for 15 minutes and my whole body would be soaked with sweat because of the pain. In fact, I was only able to cross my legs a little bit. I could feel Falun in another dimension holding my body so that I would not fall over. I gradually extended the sitting time from 15 minutes to one hour, then to one and a half hours. Although I could sit with the double-leg crossing, I was still unable to straighten my back and my chest. Through studying the Fa, I realized that doing the exercises was not just for the sake of enduring the hardship and eliminating karma, but also to cultivate and improve "xinxing". Whenever my xinxing was improved, some of my karma was eliminated. In fact, Master endured for me so that I was eventually able to truly meditate with both legs crossed and back straight.

During my cultivation, after attaining and studying the Fa, the most I enlightened to was the mighty benevolence of Master and the mighty power of the Fa. Master only looks at one's heart and mind. What I am today is all due to what Master is enduring for me, so that I could have such a dramatic change and become a Fa-rectification period Dafa disciple.

On July 22, 1999, fellow practitioners and I went to the provincial party committee to appeal on behalf of Dafa. Police put us in a vehicle and detained us somewhere until 6 p.m. I told the police about how I benefited from Dafa physically and mentally, and that Falun Gong is something wonderful for both the country and the people. That evening, I learned that Falun Gong was being persecuted all over the country. Later I fell for an article that the authorities made up and claimed to have come from Master, and I didn't step forward for Dafa again. I stayed at home to study the Fa and to do exercises. I recited Zhuan Falun. When I heard about fellow practitioners being arrested, I even said that it's not good because after getting arrested, one would not be able to study the Fa and do the exercises.

After Master published the poem, "The Knowing Heart," I finally awakened. Fellow practitioners sent me new articles. After studying Master's new articles, my xinxing improved and I began to understand the meaning of Fa-rectification. I began my Fa-rectification cultivation.

On October 4, 2000, I went to Beijing to appeal for the first time. Five practitioners in our group were going to Beijing together. However, we were arrested in the waiting room at the train station and fined 100 Yuan each. We were detained at Liujiaoting Police Station for three days and two nights. Succumbing to my human mentality, I wrote a guarantee statement for "not going out." After I returned home, I knew that Master was in pain for me and I was anguished as well. That night, police from Liujiaoting Police Station came to arrest me again and forced me to pay 500 Yuan. I was transferred to Ertouwan to be detained. At Ertouwan, we were not allowed to visit each other and forced to plant vegetables and clean houses. We were forced to read newspapers and magazines that slandered Dafa and Master. I kept reciting Lunyu, Hong Yin and Master's articles to resist their efforts. At 8 a.m. of the next day, the police punished those who refused to cooperate with them and made them stand outside in the rain for hours. At lunchtime, some fellow practitioners and I refused to eat to support those practitioners. Perpetrator Jin Zhiping kicked me to the ground, which caused two buttons on my shirt to fly off. The pain was great, but I firmly refused to fall down. The police forced us to kneel down in the rain, played a recording of slander, and did not allow us to go to the restroom. We recited Master's articles and didn't have any fear at all. We kneeled down in the rain for six hours. With the help of Master, the rainwater was just flowing down along my clothes without getting them wet. At around 6 p.m., when we were allowed to stand up, my left leg was unable to move. I recited the Fa and persisted in doing the exercises. The next day, I was able to walk again. The police could not believe it. I knew that this was the manifestation of the mighty power of Dafa. One week later, my husband came to talk to me and I didn't accept his advice to give in to the police. The next day, the police lied to me, saying that I was going to be transferred. Later when I came back home, I found out my husband had used some connections and provided the guarantee statement to release me. (I later wrote a solemn statement to announce that guarantee statement is null and void.) Sharing experiences with fellow practitioners after coming back home, we realized that as Fa particles, we should stand up and assist Master in Fa-rectification in the human world.

On December 28, 2000, six of us went to Beijing again to appeal on behalf of Dafa. Later we were illegally detained in an iron cage at Huaqiao Police Station. I kept clarifying the truth to other detainees, telling them about my own experiences. At that time, I didn't have any other thoughts and just wanted to follow what Master had arranged for me, and realized that I shouldn't be detained there. Under the protection of Master, I was released on January 1, 2001.

On June 13, 2001, I was illegally locked up in Changqing Police Station for three days for posting truth clarification materials. My home was illegally searched, and Zhuan Falun, Master's new articles, several pieces of truth clarifying materials, and my meditation mat were confiscated. On June 16, I was transferred to the First Detention Center of Wuhan City Police No. 7 Division, where I was forced to take off my clothes for a body search. Then I was forced to answer roll call and recite the prison regulations. The authorities asked my family to send money, which would then be converted into prison currency. However, there was a set time period to buy things with it, and at exorbitant prices. They made sure to make it difficult for us to spend the currency before it expired. This became a sure way for them to make money from us.

We clarified the truth to the prisoners and told them that Falun Dafa is good. Most of them were receptive and understood our message. In early July 2001, I was transferred to the Jianghan District Brainwashing Class in Wuhan. The police kept watching us day and night. They forced us to listen to articles that framed Dafa, forbade us to study the Fa, do the exercises, or send forth righteous thoughts. One time when I was sending forth righteous thoughts, a thug named Hu Jiaxiang grabbed my watch. When I did the exercises, he pushed me against the wall many times. Everyday, fellow practitioners recited Master's articles, sent forth righteous thoughts, clarified the truth, and exposed the authorities' lies and slander. One time, we stood up together and refused to listen to the evil slander, and finally the staff members in the brainwashing class gave in and let us leave. At the beginning in the brainwashing class, I did not talk to anybody else, and some staff members said that I was a good person. I realized from studying the Fa that what an everyday person claims to be good may not truly be good. I realized that I shouldn't follow the evil's arrangement. I should eliminate the evil and clarify the truth to save sentient beings. I thus took the initiative to clarify the truth to the staff members and police officers. After listening to me, a policewoman said, "The self-immolation you talked about is just the same as a criminal case we solved. One close look is all it takes to see through the lies. Dafa is so great, and I would like to practice it." Some staff members didn't want to listen at the beginning, but later when they got to know the truth, they changed their attitude toward Dafa.

With my fellow practitioners' encouragement, I took the short time during supper and went to the fifth floor. I cleaned up all the evil newspapers and the posters on the blackboard and the wall that smeared Dafa. After finding out about what I did, the police locked me up in a basement room and didn't allow me to sit down. I refused to cooperate. When I was walking, I recited the Fa; when I was eating, I sat down even though they said I could not. Every day they took turns to persuade me to give up Dafa, but I told them over and over that Dafa is good and that Falun Dafa is righteous.

One week later, I was again transferred back to the First Detention Center of the No. 7 Police Division. The chief of police told me that so-and-so already agreed to give up practicing and was released. I solemnly told her that I was my own person, and I wouldn't be transformed. I also told her how lucky I was to obtain the Fa and how precious the Fa is, and asked her to treat Dafa practitioners kindly. She angrily said, "If it were not for the fact that you are of old age, I would have beaten you. What are you to give me advice!" I then told her with kindness not to believe the authorities' lies. Carrying out the persecution of Falun Gong was nothing like carrying out regular work. She left silently.

Twenty days later, I was once again transferred to the Jianghan District Brainwashing Class. Once there I was told that nobody was doing the Falun Gong exercises, and everybody was prohibited to do the exercises. I noticed that the environment was very bad. Fellow practitioners couldn't talk with each other. Even when a practitioner went to the bathroom, there was somebody following. Some practitioners were weaving sweaters. Some were playing chess, and others playing sports or watching TV. I felt very sad. In order to resist the evil, I did the Falun Gong exercises as usual, even though it was forbidden. In the evening, they locked me up in an empty room downstairs, where there was neither bed nor bench. I was deprived of sleep and rest. My cotton quilt had been ripped apart in the First Detention Center and now was scattered everywhere by a policeman named Hu Jiaxiang. I then sat on the floor and put together the scattered pieces on the floor so that I could sleep on them. Every day two people were assigned for the day shift or the night shift so that they could watch me day and night, not allowing me to do the exercises or recite the Fa. Everyday they would ask, "Will you still practice? Stop the practice and we will allow you to go upstairs." I told them that I would still practice. Hu Jiaxiang then cursed Master twice. I repeatedly recited in my heart Master's Fa-rectification formulas: "Fa Zheng Qian Kun, Xie e Quan Mie" and "Fa Zheng Tian Di, Xian Shi Xian Bao" ("The Fa rectifies the cosmos, the Evil is completely eliminated" and "The Fa rectifies heaven and earth, immediate retribution in this lifetime") until he stopped swearing. When I sat on the floor to recite the Fa and send forth righteous thoughts, the director named Tang Yan didn't allow me to do so. I refused to cooperate. She then slapped me in the face and claimed that she would sentence me. She even brought the handcuffs to threaten me. I shouted, "They are beating me! They are beating me!" I also went to the door and shouted, "Falun Dafa is good! Falun Dafa is righteous!" They then closed the door. The next day I was transferred to the City Women's Labor Camp.

In the City Women's Labor Camp, we were given terrible food to eat and bombarded with foul language. From the bottom of my heart, I told the prisoners about the wonder of Dafa and that it was Dafa that gave me new life. I asked them not to believe in the lies on television and in the newspapers, and decide well on where they stood with Dafa, so that they may have a good future. Eventually, they were able to understand the facts. Some of them said, "Dafa is so great, I will also practice Falun Gong after I am free." I helped them to carry water and clean the room, and rectify their moral standard according to the principles of Dafa. When they had conflicts, I asked them to remember "Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance", which helped them to become more harmonious.

Thirteen days later, I was again transferred to the Jianghan District Brainwashing Class. Upon entering the room, they searched my belongings and body, but they couldn't find a copy of article "Path," which I had with me. The policewoman Tang Yan asked me if I would still practice. I said, "Yes, I will." I also said, "You took me from the brainwashing class to the First Detention Center, then back to the brainwashing class. Seven days later you transferred me to the women's labor camp and now back to the brainwashing class again. I would like to ask you, what is wrong with practicing the exercises and being a good person according to 'Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance.' You'd better think about it for the sake of your future."

They locked me up with a practitioner downstairs. The fellow practitioner's diligence greatly helped me to improve. We studied the Fa deep into the night, and we recited the Fa right after we sent forth righteous thoughts at 6:00 o'clock in the evening. In the morning and during the daytime, we persisted in doing the exercises. Even though they prohibited us from doing the exercises, we still persisted in our efforts. Many times, a fellow practitioner was forcibly dragged out from the room to another room for several meters on her bare feet. She was then slapped in the face repeatedly, leaving bruises all over her face. She was also handcuffed to the metal frame of the upper bunk. She took off the handcuffs with her righteous thoughts, rushed to the door and shouted, "The brainwashing class is torturing me!"

At 9:00 a.m. on March 4, 2002, the brainwashing class staff forbade the fellow practitioner and me from doing the exercises and threw away our mat. Since the fellow practitioner didn't cooperate, they pushed her down onto the wet floor and burned her with cigarettes. Several thugs, led by Zheng Rong, lifted me up from the bed and dropped me onto the floor. They poured water on me and pressed me down onto the floor. My pants were soaked. They then pulled me to the door, lifted me up and dropped me to the floor once again. After that, they dragged me back and forth in the hall. I told them that they would be answering for everything they had done to me. Directed by Hu Jiaxiang, they forced me to kneel for four hours. They told me that if I gave up practicing, they would allow me to stand up. I ignored them and stood up myself after a while. My legs were freezing and my hip was aching, which made it difficult for me to walk.

In order to resist the persecution, the fellow practitioner and I started a hunger strike starting on March 4. During the first five days, the staff members in the brainwashing class ignored us. On the tenth day, my heartbeat increased. They then called the emergency center for help. Later they force-fed me with rice soup. My clothes were wet from the force-feeding, yet they prohibited me from washing them. The next day, they called my husband, children, and neighbors to persuade me to give up Falun Gong. They said, "If you sign the transformation letter, you can go home right away." They shouted about transformation all day long, but I did not consider it even for a second. I continued the hunger strike until April 25. While I was undergoing the hunger strike, Master protected me and boosted my energy. April 25 was the day for meeting with family members. They lied to me, saying that my son had come to see me. After stepping into the meeting room, I was forcibly dragged and pushed into a taxi. My head was covered with clothes, and I was not allowed to speak. I had only one thought in mind, that I wanted to be set free unconditionally and go home with dignity. I called out to Master and did not stop until I arrived at my home.

I asked my husband if he signed anything on my behalf. He said, "They were afraid that you would die there. They wouldn't wait for even another day." I found out later that they asked my husband to pay 2,000 Yuan. After getting back home, I found that my legs were swollen like barrels, a layer of skin on my feet had peeled off, there was a very uncomfortable feeling in my mouth, my nose was swollen and congested, my facial features were distorted, and I had difficulty walking. After diligently studying the Fa and doing the exercises, I quickly recovered. My feet were free from the edema and my face became normal again.

In order to help my relatives, friends and neighbors know the truth about Falun Gong, my husband and I went back to my hometown of Hongan. By the time we were back in Wuhan City, I could walk normally again. On October 28, 2003, I was arrested because someone reported me for distributing Falun Gong literature. There were many onlookers at the time. When I was dragged and pushed into a car by several police officers, I spoke out to the people. I told them that Falun Gong was being persecuted unjustly, and that they should always remember, "Falun Dafa is the Righteous Way! Falun Dafa is Good!"

Hu Jiaxiang found out about my arrest, so later they transferred me to the Changqing Police Station. The police also ransacked my and my daughter's home and confiscated Zhuan Falun and other Dafa books.

The next day I was taken to the Jianghan District Brainwashing Center. As soon as I was brought upstairs, five police officers dragged and beat me at the same time. My arm was injured and sustained bruises. I said loudly, "Falun Dafa is Good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is Good!" The police tried to silence me by stuffing a washrag into my mouth, but I didn't stop.

The brainwashing center is extremely dark and frightening inside, and the staff members were handpicked by the Public Security and the National Security Departments. They would trade their conscience for money. In order to achieve the reformation quota, they followed orders from the 610 Office and employed a set of vicious methods to brainwash practitioners.

I refused to listen and watch their programs slandering Falun Gong or read their deceitful articles. They then brought in my neighbors and relatives to try to persuade me to give up, even using my husband and children. I was not moved, so they verbally abused me, threatened me with prison and get former practitioners who had gone astray to brainwash me. When I protested with a hunger strike, they savagely force-fed me with rice soup. Ultimately, their attempts were in vain.

Two weeks into my hunger strike, the police started to deprive me of sleep for 24 hours while forcing me to stand still for nine hours. Day and night, four police officers took turns to torment me around the clock. First, they took my husband to the brainwashing class to live with me. I told him to go home immediately, and he complied. Then they forced my two daughters to try to persuade me. I didn't listen to them. Finally, the police did not let me sleep for three days and two nights. They also brought in my son. With a muddled head after not sleeping for days, I wrote the "Dissociation Statement."

After I got back home, I sank into deep depression. I could not eat or sleep. Shortly after falling asleep, I would wake up in a cold sweat from nightmares of being reformed. I was filled with despair.

All of this came from the old forces' arrangements to destroy my physical body or break my will. Cultivation is a serious matter! I had to resist the evil persecution and not make the same mistake again. I wanted to walk on the path Master arranged for me. I wrote a solemn statement to nullify my words under coercion.

I studied and recited the Fa every day and paid special attention to sending forth righteous thoughts at the four set times each day. I also wrote four articles about my personal persecution experiences in the Jianghan Brainwashing Center. I felt really scared at that time, but I remembered that Master told us in Zhuan Falun,

"There is another type of person. Someone was told in the past that he had spirit or animal possession. He felt that way as well. However, upon having it removed for him, his mind still worries about it. He always thinks that the condition still exists. He still thinks that it is there, and this is already an attachment called suspicion."

I understood that as long as I had faith in Master and Dafa, had righteous thoughts and a righteous belief to cultivate steadfastly, Master will help me eliminate the evil influence. In this way I was able to get rid of my attachment of fear. It was Master who once again saved me compassionately. My mind and body recovered, as well. I made contact with fellow practitioners again and returned to Fa-rectification.

In the morning of March 9, 2004, I was again arrested for distributing Falun Gong truth clarification materials. While I was being pushed into a police vehicle, I told people loudly, "Falun Dafa is Good!" "Remember Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance!" They took me to the Changqing Police Station.

Later, they searched my place and confiscated Zhuan Falun and Master's articles. A National Security police officer interrogated me about the source of our materials, but the interrogation yielded nothing. The next day I was transferred to the Jianghan District Brainwashing Center. As soon as I got there, Zheng Rong led a group of people to search me and took away my money and personal belongings. They wanted me to sign their documents, but I refused. When they applied the same brainwashing methods on me as the last time, I resisted firmly.

Police officer Qu Zhong and others repeatedly asked me if I would continue distributing flyers after getting out. I told them, "Yes, because the truth will offer people salvation." They immediately reduced my food portions and forbade me to go to sleep before midnight. They also drew circles on the ground with words defaming our Master. Several of them dragged me to step on it. I told them doing this was a great sin! Since there are due karmic retributions for one's behavior, they shouldn't do things that would eventually harm them. They refused to listen and even tried to pick me up to step on it. However, they could not move me since my righteous thoughts were strong.

They wanted me to write a statement giving up Falun Gong practice. Instead, I wrote about the truth of the April 25^th Appeal at Zhongnanhai and the staged self-immolation on Tiananmen Square to expose the evil persecution of Falun Gong. They then forced me to stand still and deprived me of sleep for three full days. Yuan Aihua from the "610 Office" threatened me, saying that my daughter would lose her job, but I was not moved. During the day on March 24, several police officers standing behind me forcibly took my fingers to put my fingerprints on something they had written. They tore open the sleeve and pockets of my winter coat in their violent attempt.

Because I would not accept their water, police officer Qu Zhong asked if I was afraid that they had drugged the water. I responded that they knew very well whether or not the water was drugged. He then acknowledged it with a laugh. When I advised them not to do bad things, they threatened me with firing my daughter from her job again. I ignored them and refused to write or sign any of their documents. The next afternoon my husband came to take me home.

The evil took advantage of my loved ones and tried to use them to make me stop my cultivation. They also encouraged my neighbors to cause interference. My husband even threatened to divorce me. I refused to listen and my faith remained strong. I told them that my determination to cultivate in Dafa cannot be shaken.

My husband is a member of the Communist Party and an atheist. His mind was deeply polluted by the state-run media and the lies in the brainwashing class. When under the evil's influence, he often badmouthed our Master. I told him that without Falun Gong, I wouldn't be alive today. This is a fact. Dismayed by my persistence, he often used violence against me. The party secretary of my neighborhood and the local police often came to ask my husband about me, so my husband was even more scared of me going out. He followed me everywhere I went. Later on he simply locked all the doors and made our home a virtual prison. I insisted on reading Dafa books, practicing the exercises and reciting Teacher's poems in Hong Yin. When I recited "Mighty Virtue:"

"Dafa never leaves the body,
Heart contains Zhen-Shan-Ren;
A great Arhat in the world,
Spirits and ghosts fear the most."

I suddenly became enlightened to the following: How could a non-practitioner control a Dafa practitioner? I have to break through the barrier and step out to do the right thing. At the same time, I also looked inward to find my own shortcomings. I realized that I had to treat my husband with compassion. He can lock the door, but not my heart. I won't change just because he locked the door. I also paid more attention to his life. When he saw my determination, he stopped locking the doors and even gave me the keys. My family situation improved. But every time I was arrested and later released, he again began to lock the doors and followed me around. I patiently told him that what he did was done under the evil's control. He argued that he was trying to protect me from being arrested. I told him that I am determined to cultivate to the end. My husband is a good person. When he saw that I would never give up Falun Gong, he was not very sure anymore about locking me up all the time. Through my Fa-study, I realized that I had an attachment of sentimentality to my husband, so I was restrained by something arising out of human emotion. I had to break through the evil using my family to persecute me. After my realization, my cultivation environment improved. In fact, when someone can't let go of attachments in cultivation, fear and all kinds of human mentalities will become locks that prevent us from continuing cultivation. Only after we abandon the human attachments can we make progress.

At the beginning of sending forth righteous thoughts, I enlightened to the importance of doing this from Fa-study. I continued to do so everyday at the designated times with practitioners all over the world, and I also tried my best to do it at the top of each hour. The evil interference caused pain in my feet, but it couldn't stop me. When taking a bus, I sent righteous thoughts towards the drivers and passengers. I also did it towards my relatives and friends, my husband and children, the local police, neighbors and companies that persecute Falun Gong. I wanted to eliminate the poison in their minds caused by the Jiang regime's lies and give them a brighter future.

I distributed all kinds of truth clarification materials, brochures, CD's, banners, self-adhesive flyers and a brochure called "Benevolent Predestined Connection." When we couldn't find enough material, we would use articles from the Minghui and Zhengjian websites. I even hand copied some flyers. I also wrote some short statements to post in public places. I distributed flyers to many places, such as neighborhoods, office buildings and schools. I went to the countryside twice. Once I wrapped the flyers up and gave them out at a clinic. Another time during a big snowstorm, I distributed flyers in a rural area. A policeman spotted me and tried to arrest me. My heart remained pure and calm. When I looked straight into his eyes, his hand loosened up and he told me to leave quickly. With Teacher's protection, I continued and finished distributing all the flyers. Once when I was being followed, I pretended to be a passerby and was able to get away. One day on a bus, I passed a flyer to an older man. He refused and asked me, "Do you know what I do?" He wanted to call 110 (police hotline). I told him that Falun Gong is being persecuted and we are good people who follow Truthfulness, Compassion and Forbearance. "What's wrong with that?" I asked him. Finally he calmed down and did not call the police. Through my own experience in distributing the truth clarification material, I realized that as long as we have the compassion to save people and keep our righteous thoughts and righteous actions, under Teacher's protection, the truth clarification material will reach the right people and people will be saved.

I took the initiative to clarify the facts to the local police in our community and told them about the crimes committed in the brainwashing classes. I also met with the Party secretaries in the community and warned them not to persecute the Falun Gong practitioners. By doing so, I improved my own environment. Once when my husband and I went out, I passed out 40 flyers without his knowledge. Later during another walk, I passed out 50 flyers. In "Drive Out Interference" Teacher says, "The Fa can break all attachments, the Fa can destroy all evil, the Fa can shatter all lies, and the Fa can strengthen righteous thoughts." My own experience of getting rid of fear and strengthening righteous thoughts is a testament to the power of the Fa.

Dafa cultivation is a serious matter. We must do the three things well and improve as a whole body. I organized an experience sharing with some fellow practitioners, and we watched Teacher's nine-day lectures together. A fellow practitioner had doubts about Teacher's recent lectures and articles and did not want to study them. After the sharing, he accepted the new lectures and articles from me. I reminded some practitioners who stayed at home to read Teacher's words. I tried hard to pass on the book Zhuan Falun and articles from the Minghui website to a former practitioner who deviated from the Fa and believed the authorities' lies. Sometimes, it's very difficult to pass on Teacher's articles to other practitioners. After repeated failures, I looked inward and sent forth righteous thoughts. After that I was able to deliver them to the fellow practitioners.

I still have a long way to go in fulfilling Dafa's requirements. I have a pursuit for comfort and sometimes lazy. I must be very diligent and follow the process of Fa rectification. I wrote this article to share my cultivation experiences, and I hope that my fellow practitioners will share their understandings, as well.

January 25, 2005