(Minghui.org) I am 75 years old and I started practicing Falun Dafa in 1996. Prior to practicing Falun Dafa, I had many illnesses including chronic encephalitis (inflammation of the brain), duodenal ulcer, and arthritis. My arthritis was so severe I was unable to walk.
I spent tens of thousands of yuan looking for a cure, but my illnesses did not get any better. They instead got worse. After I started cultivating Dafa, however, within two weeks all my illnesses disappeared. I could run down the stairs like I was flying, and the feeling of illness-free was fantastic!
These miracles of Dafa deeply touched my heart. Since then I have firmly believed in Master and Dafa.
For the past two decades, I've followed Master’s teachings. I produce materials to clarify the truth to people about Falun Dafa and the persecution, distribute the materials to people, and explain to them face-to-face that Falun Dafa is good and that Dafa practitioners are being persecuted. I've had no fear while doing these things as Master has looked after me and protected me. I've experienced many miracles while validating Dafa.
I set off for Beijing on December 16, 2000, to support the right to practice Falun Dafa. “Jiang Zemin, the former Chinese regime’s leader is persecuting Dafa,” I kept thinking. “As a practitioner I must validate the Fa.”
I arrived at Tiananmen Square in Beijing on December 17. Standing next to a flagpole, I held up my seven-foot-long banner and shouted out, “Falun Dafa is good!” The police came quickly. They took me, along with 200 to 300 other practitioners at Tiananmen Square, to the Tiananmen Square Police Station.
At the police station all the Dafa practitioners encouraged one another, and we recited Lunyu and poems from Hong Yin. That was really an earth-shattering sight and experience, and the police were shocked.
The police interrogated every one of the practitioners. If a practitioner told the police where he came from, he would then be sent back to his local area to be persecuted. The ones who refused to give their personal information were sent to the Beijing Shunyi Prison, which was located about 60 miles from Beijing.
The police themselves did not beat practitioners, because they were afraid of creating karma for themselves. They did, however, instigate inmates to beat practitioners. The police told them they would be released early if they beat and forced the practitioners to give up practicing Falun Dafa. So the inmates desperately beat us.
When they interrogated me, I explained to them more about Falun Dafa and told them that it is being persecuted. I kept telling them this for about three hours. The station head saw that I was not yielding to them, so he seemed to want to also beat me.
However, for some reason he bent over onto the desk, and after a while, he asked the inmates to leave. Then he said to me, “I know that you are from the Northeast. It is strange today.” He told me that he intended to order the inmates with his eyes to begin the beatings, as was his customary signal, but one of his eyes became so painful that he could not move his eyeball. He also said he could not open the other eye.
His attitude then changed significantly. He said to me, “You have not eaten for two days. I will ask the cafeteria to cook some noodles for you.” I told him that I had not finished talking yet and that I did not eat noodles. He then had the cafeteria make me a big bowl of Hele noodles, and he left for home to have his lunch.
While he was away, two young policemen asked me to teach them the Falun Dafa exercises. While I was teaching the two policemen, the station head came back. He told me, “I will let you go if you cooperate with me.” I told him, “Only if you do things in accordance with Dafa.”
He then told me that 100,000 Dafa practitioners had come to Beijing and the detention centers and police stations were all full; there were no places to hold them anymore. He told me he received instructions allowing him to release practitioners who had friends or relatives in Beijing.
I refused to cooperate with him until he showed me his ID card. Before I left, he gave me his phone number and said, “When you come to Beijing next time, come to visit me. By then we should be fellow practitioners!”
I went to the countryside to distribute Falun Dafa informational materials in 2001. I also brought more than 100 copies of DVDs with me. Before I set off, I burned incense before Master’s photo. It happened that the three sticks of incense broke at the same time.
At that time I thought it might be a hint from Master for me not to go. However, I had made an appointment with another practitioner to go together and knew I should not have him wait for me for nothing.
I arrived at the train station before 6:00 in the morning. As soon as I put my bags on the conveyor belt, the alarm sounded, and I was taken to a room behind the scene. I regretted not following the hint. However, another thought came to me: “It is a good opportunity to tell them about Falun Dafa and the persecution. It would otherwise be difficult to reach them.” At that moment I saw Master's Fashen emerge. Tears ran down my face, and I said to Master, “I was wrong, Master. I will turn this situation around to good.”
Two policemen from the Railway Police Department came to take me after 8:00 a.m. and they brought handcuffs. I told them, “You don’t need to cuff me. I would not want to leave even if you wanted me to go.”
After we arrived at the police department, I told them my name and address. While they were trying to find me in their computer system, I kept telling them about Falun Dafa and the persecution. They searched in their computer system the whole morning, but they could not find any information on me. They said to me, “You must not have told us your true identity.”
“I cultivate Falun Dafa and follow the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance,” I said. “If I lie, would my Master still want me to be His disciple? If you still don’t believe me, you can ask my daughter to show you my identification card.”
They then took me to the detention center, but the detention center did not want to take me because of my old age. They insisted that I have a physical examination at a municipal hospital. The physical exam showed that I had all kinds of illnesses, and the detention center then refused to take me, no matter how hard the police tried to persuade them.
The two policemen had to send me home. On the way home I said to them: “You have seen it,” I said. “Divine beings are in human society now!”
“Yes, we believe you! There are gods among men!”
After The Epoch Times published the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party in November 2004, practitioners in China started making and distributing the Nine Commentaries booklets. I came to understand that the Communist Party was in its final days and that I should also start making these booklets.
Since I had the wish, Master arranged the opportunity for me. A few days later, our coordinator came and asked me to make the booklets. Although I really wanted to do it, I worried about my old age and how I knew so little about the computer and printer.
“Am I capable of doing it?” I asked her.
“Yes, you can indeed if you want to. Master will give you wisdom, and you can surely do it.” They then brought me everything I needed and they took many hours to teach me.
Initially, I did not even know how to use a mouse, but I kept practicing through the night. On the second day, I was able to use the computer, and the other practitioners then taught me how to print, visit the website, and download the materials. Before long I was able to produce the Nine Commentaries booklets. I made 200 to 300 copies of the booklets every month, and these materials were taken to the countryside to distribute.
I also started printing truth-clarification materials and copies of Minghui Weekly. When busy, I would print these items for more than a dozen hours straight. The printer was sometimes unhappy working such long hours, and it made loud noises. When this happened, I talked to the two printers: “We are doing work to validate Dafa, and we are assisting Master in the Fa rectification period. We should work together.” The printer would soon return to normal.
Since my income was very limited, I was not able to contribute much money to the project. I thought that I should at least pay the electricity bill, which I expected to be higher. However, it was amazing that although I was using two printers to print the materials so often, my electricity bill was not much more than before.
After 20 years of cultivating Dafa, I came to understand that as long as we believe in Master and Dafa, miracles will happen.