(Minghui.org) I am 66 years old. I have been cultivating in Dafa for 22 years. I require myself to follow the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance and have become a better person as a result. I have gotten rid of many attachments and desires. Not only were all my illnesses cured, I also changed my view of the world. With a higher moral standard, I am a person who benefits society. Like millions of Dafa practitioners, I deeply respect Master and firmly believe in Dafa.
Before the persecution of Dafa begun in July 1999, Falun Dafa was spreading rapidly across the country. Practitioners were seen doing the exercises in parks and other public places. They told people around them of their own wonderful experiences with Dafa. Many people joined the practice as the result. The book Zhuan Falun was out of stock everywhere due to the popular demand.
Once, we went to a market to introduce Dafa to people. An elderly man came up to us. He was very excited to find us. He told us that he heard about Falun Dafa when we came to this market last time. He lived far away. He wanted to buy the book Zhuan Falun but forgot to bring money. He promised to bring us the money next time. We were moved by his sincerity and offered to give him the book as a gift. He left holding the book in front of him reverently.
He indeed came back later to give us money for the book. When we refused to accept it, he said that a practitioner should not take things from others. He had studied the Fa and understood that Dafa guides people to be better. We were all happy for him.
Major and memorable activities happened in our town during the Chinese New Year and Lantern Festivals. The streets were decorated with banners reading “Falun Dafa is good” and “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance.” Practitioners distributed materials introducing Dafa and some demonstrated the exercises. The beautiful music of Pudu and Jishi was played over speaker systems. It was a harmonious and sacred scene. The local TV station reported on the activities in their news program.
After the persecution of Falun Dafa began in July 1999, several practitioners and I went to Beijing to appeal for justice for Dafa in November 1999. We were intercepted by the police and held in a detention center in Chongqing for a month. In my cell, there was a young lady who had an unusual skin disease. She had no healthy skin showing and her body had a bad odor. No inmates would go near her.
I and other practitioners in the cell did not shun her and we showed that we sincerely cared about her. She was touched by our kindness and liked to listen to us talking about Dafa. We told her many cultivation stories and taught her to recite poems from Hong Yin. Fifteen days later, a miracle happened: the skin on her face started peeling and began to show fresh skin underneath; then her whole body began the process. She was excited to show others her transformation. We told her that she'd benefited from Dafa after learning the truth. She believed it and piously recited the Hong Yin poems. Her story helped other inmates learn about the wonderfulness of Dafa.
I was detained in a forced labor camp for one and a half years for not renouncing Dafa. When people talked about me behind my back, one of my nieces (my brother's daughter) always defended me. She told people that Falun Dafa is good, and said that her aunt is a good person who'd done nothing wrong.
Master saved her three times when she encountered danger. Once, when she was cooking rice with a pressure cooker, the pressure cooker blew up and barely missed her.
Another time, she forgot to shut off the gas and went to sleep. She was poisoned. Her mother, my sister-in-law who lived not too far from her, somehow felt uneasy at home and had a bad feeling about her daughter. She went over to her daughter's place but nobody answered the door. My niece was close to becoming unconscious. She finally woke up and barely made it to the door to open it. She was sent to the hospital immediately and her life was saved.
Another dangerous situation happened at night when she was out walking and someone attacked her from behind, using a thin rope around her neck. She used all her strength to pull the rope. The rope cut into the flesh of her hand. The attacker eventually fled. It was a close call.
I have another niece, my sister's daughter. She and her husband also believe that Dafa is good. On September 15, 2003, when the two of them and their child were riding home on their motorcycle, a big truck suddenly came towards them at a high speed. There was no time for them to dodge. My niece suddenly had the thought: Dafa's Master, please save me! The truck immediately swerved and missed them. To thank Master for saving their family, they told others about their miraculous experience and about Dafa.
My colleagues all knew me as a good person and a diligent co-worker. Through me, they understood that Falun Dafa practitioners are good people. My manager protected me from the authorities. He let me take vacation time when I went to Beijing to appeal. He was pressured by higher management and was berated for his leniency. But he never complained. He told other people, “Falun Dafa practitioners are good people. It was worth taking on the pressure for them.”
My new neighbors were impressed with my cleaning up the stairway of our building. They knew that I was a Falun Dafa practitioner and offered to help me. The lady of the house always reminded me to watch out for my safety. When she saw police officers coming to my apartment, she told them that nobody was home. If she saw suspicious people coming to my place when I was not home, she told us about it and reminded me to be careful.
The staff working at my local residential committee, including the security staff, all know the truth of Dafa. Some of them quit the Chinese Communist Party and its affiliate organizations. When the police and officials from the local 610 Office asked one of the security staff to help to monitor or harass me, he refused and told them: “I am not going to do bad deeds for you. Falun Dafa practitioners are good people.” His kindness was rewarded; he was promoted shortly afterward.