(Minghui.org) I was born into a poor family in my village. I later married a man who was addicted to drinking, gambling and having affairs. I also had two sons. I lived a difficult life and my husband often beat me violently. Overcome with pain and tired of life, I once tried to commit suicide. Fortunately, a good friend helped me and I survived the suicide attempt. I thought of becoming a nun, but I was rejected because I was illiterate. I then thought of going to the mountains to look for a master and practice cultivation, but I couldn't abandoned my two sons.
I then began practicing Falun Dafa on November 13, 2000. It was a day I will never forget. From then on, I joined fellow practitioners to assist Teacher in Fa-rectification.
Initially, I didn't have any fear and only thought of validating the Fa. However, I only focused on doing things and didn't pay attention to the importance of studying the Fa. A year later, due to my loophole in cultivation, someone reported me to the police. I didn't know how to restrain bad people with compassion and only tried to be brave in the face of persecution.
As a result, I signed the arrest notice without reading or asking the police to tell me the content of the arrest. Later, I felt really regretful because there might have been words that defamed Dafa and Teacher on the arrest notice that I had signed. I was determined to make up for it by solidly validating the Fa. After I was released, the police still came to my home to harass me, so I became afraid and didn't dare to go out to talk to people about the truth of Dafa.
My feet began to hurt and I could only limp when walking. I thought it was because I didn't keep my promise to Teacher and Dafa. I then made up my mind that same afternoon to go out to clarify the truth at a construction site. As soon as I finished clarifying the truth to the workers, a miracle happened—the pain in my feet completely disappeared.
For some time, I cultivated by myself and was not in contact with other practitioners. I edited some articles, put them together and distributed them door-to-door by myself. I later got in touch with local practitioners in town and was able to finally get truth-clarification materials. At that time, when I studied the Fa, I was attached to the quantity of Fa-study instead of the quality, so my heart was not in the Fa. As a result, I was persecuted by the old forces and became destitute.
At the time, because the persecution was so intense, no one dared to let me stay with them, so I had nowhere to live. I was 60 years old with no money. I only had a copy of the book, Zhuan Falun, and several of Teacher's articles. I lost contact with other practitioners. I went to a mountain dozens of miles away from home. I told myself, “Never quit practicing cultivation, no matter how many difficulties you encounter.” Although I was worried about my livelihood, I didn't think too much about it because I was on a divine mission, and that was more important than having money or a place to stay. During that period of time, I went down the mountain to tell people the truth in the morning and studied the Fa in the afternoon. When I got hungry, I ate food thrown out by people. The earth was my bed and the sky was my quilt. Teacher and the Fa were here, so I wasn't cold at all.
Once, in a dream, I was doing the meditation exercise inside an ancient well and many sentient beings above were watching me saying, “Alas, our lives are in your hands!” I told them, “Don't worry about me. I will not forget you. I will definitely save you!”
Sometimes I was cold and hungry on the mountain. There were also rats and snakes, so I got scared at times. Then, I would whisper, “Teacher, I am afraid!” Immediately a sound echoed in my mind, “Do not be afraid. Just do what you should do. Your Teacher's fashen is watching you!” Then I used an oil paint brush to write down some truth-clarification words that helped eliminate my fear. Sometimes, I dreamed of flying up in the sky with blue clothes on. It felt wonderful beyond description. I knew that Teacher was encouraging me.
One night a year later, I had a dream that I was doing the meditation exercise under the Chinese character “家”(home). When I woke up, I enlightened that Teacher was hinting that I should go back home. I then went back home and resumed clarifying the truth in a noble and dignified way.
Teacher led me forward step by step so that I could gradually eliminate the attachment of fear, eliminate the evil, walk out of selfishness and advance towards the divine! Words can't express my gratitude towards Teacher. I will truly study the Fa well, cultivate more diligently, do the three things well and return home with Teacher.
Thank you, Master! Thank you, fellow practitioners! Heshi!
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