(Minghui.org) I was 25 years old in the spring of 1996, in good health, and my family business was doing well. It was a wonderful time in my life. At the time I thought about how good it would be if I never became sick and had no worries about money.
It was also in the spring of 1996 that someone introduced Falun Dafa to me. I thought that although I had the desire to be free from illness and worries, life was impermanent, and no one could escape birth, old age, sickness, and death. So with the pursuit of a better life, I started to cultivate Dafa. I thought that my cultivation would be very easy, because I was kind by nature, and relatively indifferent to fame and fortune. As soon as I obtained the Fa, I seriously transcribed Zhuan Falun.
I studied the Fa every day and learned a lot of principles. I later came to truly realize how difficult it is to cultivate, and I also realized that everything in the world is an illusion. Intensive Fa study also made me resolutely come through the cruel persecution later.
Walking Through Tribulations
The Chinese Communist Party (CCP) began its persecution of Falun Dafa on July 20, 1999. Countless Dafa practitioners put aside life and death and walked onto Tiananmen Square, showing the world the greatness of Dafa. I was also a particle of Dafa, and I had an unshirkable responsibility and mission. Fellow practitioners and I distributed truth-clarifying information, hung up posters, and went to Tiananmen Square to display banners.
I was arrested by the police in August 2001 and taken to a detention center. I was then illegally jailed in a forced labor camp for a year and a half. I didn’t cooperate with the guards’ demands, orders, or instructions, and I memorized the Fa, practiced the exercises, and sent forth righteous thoughts every day. I refused to give my name and went on a hunger strike for 80 days. My body became extremely weak, and the guards said that I would get stomach cancer and not live long. I used my health to tell the people in my cell about the greatness and extraordinariness of Dafa, and the cruelty of the CCP’s persecution. I also helped predestined people understand the truth about Dafa. Many kind-hearted people gave clothing to Dafa practitioners and helped practitioners contact their families and make phone calls. Their acts of kindness were examples of these people also choosing a bright future for themselves.
I was released in 2003. I used all my time to study the Fa, memorize the Fa, and do the three things. It took me a few months to memorize Zhuan Falun. After I was able to recite it, my Fa-study became reciting the Fa, even through to today. The principles of the Fa have become clearer and clearer in my heart. Because I have the Fa in my heart, I measure everything against the Fa, and nothing can interfere with me. As long as everything is measured against the Fa, the illusions that undermine the Fa will be swiftly recognized, and the demons cannot interfere with me. I have my own correct view on everything, and it is not easy to go astray.
I was arrested in 2007 and taken to a detention center. I refused to cooperate with the guards, would not wear the uniform, did not have photographs taken, did not sign any guarantee letters, and went on a hunger strike. Every day, I shouted, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!” I memorized the Fa every day, sent righteous thoughts, and did the exercises for a long time. When I memorized Master’s scriptures, I often shed tears unconsciously. I recited aloud the poems from Hong Yin. Several people in the cell could hear it, and they all liked to listen to it. Then they gave me paper and a pen and asked me to write them down. I told them the facts about Dafa and the persecution, and several of them quit the Young Pioneers, a CCP youth organization.
Every day I shouted, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” One day, I also shouted, “Heaven destroys the CCP! Quit the Party to save your life!” The guards immediately closed my door.
Although after a week I was sentenced to a labor camp, under the compassionate care of Master and with the righteous rescue of my fellow practitioners, I returned home in 13 days with dignity, and denied the persecution of the evil old forces. I have not been harassed again since.
Clarifying the Truth and Saving People
After returning home, I studied the Fa, looked for my shortcomings, corrected myself, and adjusted my mentality. I took my three-year-old child to the police station to clarify the truth. I visited the village CCP leader and village chief every day for a chat. I talked about how my children and I have not taken a single pill for so many years; I talked about the greatness of Falun Dafa and the CCP’s falsifications; I talked about the meaning of quitting the Communist Party, and enlightened them with good thoughts. I told them to chant “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.”
I also said that the CCP’s persecution of Falun Gong is illegal, and that the Constitution stipulates that citizens have the right and freedom to believe. I gave the director of the police station copies of the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party. I once asked the director, “As a housewife with children at home, how did I sabotage implementation of the law? To what extent?” From a legal perspective, the CCP’s persecution of Falun Gong is illegal. The director smiled and said, “You have gained your ability. You know a lot of law now.” After a period of clarifying the truth and sending forth righteous thoughts, I also gave him some truth-clarification information. The director understood the truth, quit the Party, and returned my computer unconditionally. He did not persecute any other Dafa disciples after that, and later retired.
Once, in the instructor’s office, four or five village cadres said in front of me that Dafa was not good, and repeated the lies of the evil CCP. I asked them, “What is wrong with Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance? Whomever of you today wants to oppose Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is not worthy of being a human being. You must stop persecuting Dafa disciples.” None of them spoke. When I told them about the history of the CCP, they all listened quietly, and some village officials quit the Party.
Since everyone knew that I was cultivating Dafa, I began to clarify the truth to the people around me in public. I told people about the deception by the CCP, and at the same time passed out a large amount of truth-clarification information. I was never interfered with. When I went out to clarify the truth, I sent righteous thoughts and asked Master to help. I clarified the truth to everyone I met on the street. Most of them quit the Party with my help. I gave them truth-clarification materials.
I also clarify the truth to my neighbors. No matter what happens, I never quarrel with people. I always let them have the personal interests that they want to gain from me. I don’t force people to believe me, and I do not rush to achieve results. There were a few stubborn Party members, whom I tried to convince to quit the Party for several years. They eventually all quit. I told them that Dafa was extraordinary, and that my children and I have not taken medicine for so many years and we are all in good health.
One of my cousins, who was a village cadre, was adamantly opposed to quitting at first, and argued with me. But every time I saw him, I greeted him warmly, told him some of the truth, showed him truth clarification information, and said with a smile, “It’s wise to listen more. Only by listening and watching more can you know the truth.” I told him that the CCP was cheating and suppressing people and is corrupt to the core. From time to time, I also recited Master’s teachings to him. After nearly ten years, my cousin finally understood the truth and quit the Party.
During the COVID pandemic, I passed out the truth-clarification materials with a fellow practitioner. We went door to door to clarify the truth, and gave people calendars and New Year paintings with information on them about Falun Dafa. Most people quit the Party. People were also very friendly to me. At the peak of the pandemic, our town was locked down for more than a month. Surveillance was installed at the village entrance, and police cars patrolled the main road every day. People were not allowed to go into the fields or go out of the village. Many people were infected, but no one in my village became infected. During the three years of the pandemic, not a single person in my village was infected.
I always study the Fa and cultivate with my children. When my eldest child was in elementary school, he said to me, “Mom, I dreamed that my brother and I were flying in the sky, my aunt and grandma were walking on the ground, and you were riding a bicycle.” At that time, he studied the Fa with me every day and practiced the exercises at noon. We studied five lectures of Zhuan Falun and other teachings on Saturdays and Sundays, and finished the whole book of Zhuan Falun almost once a week. His celestial eye was open. Now that he works in another town, he has no cultivation environment. Fortunately, Dafa has taken root in his heart and he is not lost.
I took the younger child to study the Fa for a month before he went to school, and he saw many Buddhas flying in through the window every day, some meditating, and some kneeling. They were listening to us read the Fa. At the end of our Fa study, the Buddhas flew out through the door.
Looking back over my more than 20 years of cultivation, I have walked a bumpy road, falling down and getting up again. My true belief in Master has never changed, and Master has been holding my hand through to today. I am willing to work together with fellow practitioners to save more people. I cherish the opportunity, and I will not betray the sacred title of “Dafa disciple during the Fa-rectification period.”
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