(Minghui.org) The beautiful Falun emblem and lotus on the book Zhuan Falun caught my attention in a bookstore back in 1996. After I finished reading it, I felt exhilarated. The book answered all the questions I had about life and I knew that I had finally found what I was looking for.
I didn't know what real cultivation was until I read the following: “One’s gong level is as high as one’s xinxing level, and this is an absolute truth” (Zhuan Falun). I realized then that I had to improve my morality to become a true practitioner. I found that when I did so, people around me treated me with respect and tried to help me, despite pressure from the government to slander and persecute the practice.
Living by Dafa's Principles at Work
I held myself to the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance every day. Gradually, my chronic illnesses disappeared. In addition, my strong jealousy and competitive and contentious nature subsided. My coworkers began to show respect for me, and my supervisor gained a greater trust in me.
One year I got a larger bonus than everyone else at work because of my superior performance. I returned half of the bonus because I knew that I couldn't have achieved that much without my coworkers, and it didn't seem fair since I was the newest person there. Knowing that I practiced Falun Dafa and was sincere, my supervisor accepted the return of the bonus and developed even more trust in me.
One day, after a coworker bitterly disparaged the cafeteria food, I quickly ordered my meal and left. I overheard a cook behind me saying, “I like (Falun Dafa practitioners). They are not picky, and they always finish everything and don't waste anything.”
After the persecution began, my situation at work became difficult. I went to Beijing twice in 1999 to protest the illegal suppression and because of that, the year-end bonus for all my coworkers was canceled. Nobody at work complained to me directly because they knew that I was a good person and they liked me as a friend.
Arrested and Imprisoned
I was arrested in 2000 for distributing Falun Dafa literature. At the police station the deputy chief repeatedly slandered Falun Dafa and Master. I warned him not to say things that weren't true. He shackled me to an iron chair for three days and deprived me of sleep. About a dozen police officers took turns interrogating me around the clock. I clarified the facts about Dafa and the persecution to each of them. One of the security guards witnessed the entire process. Two days later, after all the officers left, he said with tears in his eyes, “You are such a good person. I don't know what I can do to help you.” He bought me breakfast and began to tell his coworkers about how I defended my belief.
I was sentenced to a forced labor camp for two years. Shortly before I was sent away, I met a young man in the detention center. I helped him clean the floor one day when he was on duty. That night I talked to him about Falun Dafa and the persecution. He said to me, “You moved me today. It isn't really a big deal that you helped me, but ordinary people don't do that. You Falun Gong practitioners' hearts are amazing.” I cried, feeling the extraordinary power of Falun Dafa. I saw the meaning of “The Buddha-light illuminates everywhere and rectifies all abnormalities” (Zhuan Falun).
When we truly live by the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, people will see the goodness of Dafa through us.