(Clearwisdom.Net) I started Falun Dafa practice in February 1997. Since then, both my body and mind have dramatically improved.
One day in December 2000, while I was distributing truth-clarifying flyers with a few other practitioners, we were reported to the police, and as a result we were detained for a month. After being released from the detention center, I seized every opportunity to study the Fa, clarify the truth to the public, and send forth righteous thoughts. It was the period of time when the evil forces persecuted Falun Gong most furiously. Our local township government ordered that every practitioner report to the office every day and we were prohibited from traveling. As local practitioners shared understandings of this situation, we realized that in other dimensions, the local government was being manipulated by the old forces. We agreed that we should eliminate the old forces' influence using our righteous thoughts, and never cooperate with their vicious actions.
Before the Mid-Autumn Festival of 2002, two fellow practitioners and I went to the countryside to distribute truth-clarifying materials. We were again reported to the police, and detained for seven months. We realized from this detention that we lacked sufficient righteous thoughts while we were clarifying the truth to people. Although we firmly believed in Falun Dafa, we didn't realize that we should suppress the evil forces. The police tortured me by cuffing my hands and feet behind my back, in an attempt to force me to give up my belief in Dafa. They told me that if I could say just one bad word against Master Li, I would be released. Later they told me that I could obtain release on bail if I paid them money and asked influential persons to help arrange things. I refused their requests and told them, "It's not at all wrong that I learn Falun Dafa and want to be a good person. Dafa disciples practice Falun Gong openheartedly. We don't need to seek any help through 'back door' deals. It is absolutely impossible for me to renounce Falun Gong and slander my Master!" The police then stepped up their persecution of me. At the time, I did not realize that I should not stay there because it wasted precious time in saving sentient beings who were waiting for me. I only thought that I should obtain my own freedom. So I started a hunger strike protesting their actions.
My hunger strike lasted for about 42 days. During this period of time, the police force-fed me seven times. A few times, they violently fed me with high-density salt water. A policeman even barbarously held me by my ears with his hands and injured both ears during the force-feeding. During each force-feeding, a few policemen tied me tightly to a long bench, and inserted a rubber tube through my nose into my stomach. Each time both my mouth and nose continually bled. I felt so much pain that I could hardly bear it. One time a policeman even pried out two of my teeth. They kept force-feeding me in this manner until I lost consciousness. The police then carried me, still tied to the bench, to the cell. They threw me in and went away. The police often cuffed our hands and feet together so that we were unable to stand, sit, or sleep. Sometimes they cuffed two Dafa disciples together back to back. The inmates laughed at us when we were forced to keep such a painful pose. After I was almost tortured to death and my weight dropped sharply from 123 pounds to 77 pounds, the police sent me to the Yongxin People's Hospital, after extorting money from them. My husband was heartbroken when he saw that I had been tortured to critical condition.
At this moment I suddenly realized that I should ask Master Li for help. I am a Dafa disciple. I should not waste my time here. I must get out to catch up on my Fa study, practice the Falun Gong exercises, send forth righteous thoughts and clarify the truth to people. It is my responsibility to assist Master in saving sentient beings. The jail is not the place where I should stay. I must get out. With powerful righteous thoughts in my mind, I now felt much more confident than before. A few days later, when the police finally realized that there was no way they could force me to give up my belief in Dafa, they released me.
After I returned home, many people thought that I would not be able to recover from such a critical condition. My husband even started preparing for my funeral. At that time, my fellow practitioners came to visit me, sending forth righteous thoughts with me, and reading Dafa books to me. When I listened to Master's lectures, I felt very warm and courageous. I understood that since Master already helped me leave the prison, he would not let me die that easily. My health quickly recovered. I kept studying the Fa, practicing Falun Gong exercises, and sending forth righteous thoughts every day. I used all my remaining time to clarify the truth to people. I often brought truth-clarifying flyers and cards with 'Falun Dafa is good' and 'Truth-Compassion-Forbearance' to country fairs. I distributed these materials to people while telling them the truth of Falun Gong. The responses were positive. I was always able to hand out dozens of flyers and cards every day.
March 6, 2005
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