(Clearwisdom.net) In 2003, when I was illegally detained in a brainwashing center, I witnessed a very touching scene that I have always remembered. I thought I should write it down for reference for the practitioners who are composing music. It might be able to be revised into a small musical play.
The brainwashing center faced a busy main street. It was housed in a small, three-story building. The bottom floor was an office, the second floor was used to detain male practitioners, and the third floor was for female practitioners. There were windows on the wall facing the street. Through the iron fence, one could easily see outside. Downstairs across the street was a bus stop, so there were always pedestrians passing by. The guards forbade practitioners from looking out the windows. However, this was impossible to enforce. The practitioners were locked separately in single rooms, but through the windows, the scene was the same.
In April, an older lady was detained. She was from Harbin City, Heilongjiang Province, and she was full of spirit and hearty. Her daughter was a fashion designer that ran a very famous fashion company. Because she did not give up what she believed in, the police forbade her family members from visiting her. However, her son, nephew, and daughter always drove to the center, stood on the sidewalk across the street, and called out loudly, trying to communicate with her. Every time, the guards called the public security people to chase them away. We could not hear what they said, but from their expressions we could understand, because worry and anger were etched on their faces. One day this scene was made very vivid to us. It was the May 1, a long weekend, and the family arrived in a van. This time there were more than ten of them--husband, son, daughter-in-law, daughter, son-in-law, nephew, nephew's wife, grandsons, and granddaughters. Her son even brought a telescope and looked up at the third floor from different locations and different angles. That day they stayed a long time and kept calling out toward the upstairs. At last they reluctantly left. Her granddaughter (who was about two or three years old) said the last few words, which everyone heard clearly. Her quiet and sincere little girl's voice carried very far, very far: "Grandma! Come home soon! Come home soon!" We were all deeply touched by this scene and had tears in our eyes. Even the assistant jailers were moved.
Many years have passed, but I keep recalling that scene. Here I have tried to write few lyrics. If they are not suitable, please point it out with kindness.
Son ( more than 49 years old, tall and handsome, wearing leisure shorts, short sleeves, carrying a telescope):
Mother! Mother!
How happy and joyful a family we used to have.
Only because you believe in "Truthfulness, Compassion, Forbearance"
The whole family is worried and has regrets.
Mother! Mother!
You have endured great hardships throughout your entire life in order to raise us.
Now you are supposed to be enjoying your life with our care and gathering with family members.
Instead you are illegally detained. Pain fills our hearts.
Dafa Practitioner: (Mother)
My son!
Leaving you all was against my will,
Because of the evil Chinese Communist Party's inhuman genocide.
It won't overlook any of the kind Dafa practitioners.
Daughter (35 or 36 years old, a fashion designer, dressed properly, tall and elegant, very beautiful):
Mother! Mother!
Growing up well-cared for by your kind heart
Shining like a lighthouse beacon on our paths.
No matter how much trouble the storms, joy was in our lives.
From nowhere the shocking lightning strikes.
Our good mother locked in prison, suffering punishment.
I feel very sad and anguished because I am worried about Mother
What kind of world scares good Chinese?
Dafa Practitioner: (Mother)
My dear daughter!
To be a good person is to be fearless toward evil.
Although Jiang's regime is cruel and bloody as ghosts,
It will never crush the will of practitioners.
Granddaughter (two to three years old, wears pigtails, lovely and quiet)
Grandma! Grandma!
Why do they lock you up so that you cannot come home with us?
I miss you so much day and night.
The bad guys are so bad, they took my grandmother far away.
Grandma! Come home soon!
Grandma! Come home soon!
Dafa Practitioner (mother)
My dear family,
Do not worry about me.
There is Teacher, there is Dafa, there are practitioners.
The cultivation way is no return,
The persecution won't be long.
Do not worry about the heavy snow and rain,
The practitioners' righteous hearts will eliminate evil.
It will be a grand overcoming after people are saved.
Wait till the sky is clear, the new world will come.
What a happy time for us to be together.
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