(Minghui.org) A relative sent me a copy of Zhuan Falun, the main book of Falun Dafa, in 1997. I wondered why so many people were practicing Falun Dafa. I did not have the answer after reading the book, but I felt that the Fa was great. After all, the book shows you how to be a good person, which is what I had been searching for.

Even though I was still not clear about the idea of cultivation, Master Li (the founder and teacher of Falun Dafa) still began treating me as his disciple despite my lack of understanding.

I soon felt my body being cleansed, and my illnesses disappeared. Then one day, as I was riding my bike up a hill, I realized that I was not even pedaling, and yet the bike continued as if a strong wind was pushing it.

On another day my bicycle got stuck while at an intersection, and I had to get off. A truck then flew past in front of me. Onlookers were amazed at how dangerous the situation was. I looked to see what was holding my bike back, but found nothing. I realized that Master had protected me, getting me out of danger’s way.

I finally decided to practice Falun Dafa, and soon attended my first experience-sharing conference. I was moved by the stories shared by the other practitioners. One practitioner said she was critically ill a year ago, and thought that her days were numbered. Yet here she was, looking healthy and speaking at the conference.

Another practitioner talked about how she had improved her xinxing. She’d had no contact with her mother-in-law for over ten years. After practicing Falun Dafa, she changed and became devoted to her mother-in-law. Her mother-in-law was grateful and said that this practitioner was the best woman in her life.

Soon I set up a Fa-study group at my home. Many of us studied the Fa together at night and did the exercises together in the morning. We went out on weekends to tell others about Falun Dafa. We were busy and we were happy. I gradually came to realize that Zhuan Falun was a heavenly book that guides people to cultivate to high levels. I kept a copy of the book at home and at work.

After the persecution began in 1999, I went to Beijing with other practitioners to appeal for the right to practice Falun Dafa. We had high hopes of convincing the authorities of the truth about the practice. When I returned home, however, my boss was angry with me.

At work they tried to force me to sign a statement stating that I would give up Falun Dafa. I clarified the truth about Falun Dafa and told them that nothing could prevent me from practicing. They later asked me to promise not to appeal in Beijing. I rejected their request again.

Soon a higher supervisor came by. He said I was a good employee and he did not want to let me go, but I only had ten days to make a choice. If I refused to sign a statement, I would be fired.

“You know I never take any sick days, and I have worked hard every day ever since I began to practice Falun Dafa,” I said. “If everyone followed the principles of 'Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance,' our society would improve. Please forward my words to the higher authorities... I hope that all levels of leaders learn the facts and choose wisely. Nothing will affect my resolution to persist in practicing Falun Dafa.”

They made my mother beg me to give up my belief. They sent more police to monitor me every day.

I was arrested many times, held at labor camps three times, and illegally sentenced once to ten years in prison. It brought pain to my family. My rank and title at work were lowered and my salary was cut. They even stopped my pension. I was tortured and beat, shocked with electric batons, deprived of sleep, force-fed, injected with unknown drugs, and more. Nothing, however, could shake my will to practice Falun Dafa.

In an article called “Some Thoughts of Mine,” Master said,

“You should know that once a person learns the truth and the real meaning of life, he will not regret giving up his life for it.” (Essentials for Further Advancement II)

I kept clarifying the truth wherever I went. For example, sixty-one prisoners chose to withdraw from the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) and its affiliated organizations during the first ten months I was held in a detention center. They said they would improve their behavior in the future.

Whether I was in a labor camp or a prison, no matter how I was persecuted, I would not cooperate, and I refused to be transformed. Every time, I was able to walk out with dignity.

Despite it all, I know I still lag behind, and must continue to be diligent, walk my path well, and live up to my title as a practitioner during the Fa-rectification period.

Thank you, Master! Thank you, fellow practitioners!