(Minghui.org) I was seriously injured in a major earthquake about 50 years ago—I suffered internal injuries, and I became disabled. I was only 30 years old, but I was not expected to survive. My husband was the family’s sole support. My mother-in-law was old and needed our care. My two children were very young. I lay in bed, and I couldn’t sit up by myself. My life was miserable, and I felt hopeless.
I Believed What He Said
My younger brother said his coworker told him about a good qigong. I never heard of Falun Dafa before, but I believed it. He brought me the book Zhuan Falun. He turned to the last page, which had a brief biography of Master Li Hongzhi. As soon as I finished reading it, he took the book back.
I couldn’t stop thinking about this book. When his wife came to see me, I said my brother showed me a book, but he took it home. She asked me what book. I told her it was Zhuan Falun. She said the book was at their home and she would get it for me.
When I opened the book, I saw Master’s photo. He was smiling and looked kind. I felt like I saw him somewhere. When I read On Dafa, I felt Zhuan Falun was profound. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I read. My husband didn’t understand and asked why I was weeping. I couldn’t explain why. On the surface, Zhuan Falun teaches people to be good, but the book wasn’t simple.
I read the book all day, then I ate dinner and went to sleep. When I woke up the next morning, I realized my insomnia that I had had for 20 years was gone. I was in a good mood, and I felt great. I wondered if Master was already taking care of me, even though I had just begun reading the book. After I finished reading the book the next day I decided I would practice Falun Dafa.
My brother bought me a copy of the book and the videotape of the exercise demonstration. I learned the exercises by myself at home. In order to do the exercises correctly, I managed to sit in the wheelchair with a straight back every time I watched the exercise demo and learned the exercise movements. I learned how to do the five sets of exercises in one day.
I gradually understood that Falun Dafa not only teaches people to be good but also teaches people to cultivate themselves and help Master save people. As I continued to study the Fa, I found that human language couldn’t express how good Falun Dafa is. I wanted to let more people know, so I started to tell my relatives and friends about Falun Dafa and my personal experiences after I began practicing. Many of them started to practice Falun Dafa.
We set up a practice site in our village. Initially, we had over 10 people. Soon, we had over 30 people. More than 40 people studied the Fa and practiced the exercises at home. Some practitioners went to other villages and told people about Falun Dafa, and soon people in the surrounding villages practiced.
I felt happy for the practitioners who went to the other villages to spread the Fa. But I couldn’t go with them. I set up a table outside my house and played Falun Dafa music: Pu Du and Ji Shi, and gave out pamphlets when people passed by. Some people criticized me, but I didn’t care. I knew Falun Dafa was good, and I benefited from it, so I wanted others to benefit.
I watched the videotapes of Master’s lectures in Dalian. When the words “Lecture Two” appeared on the screen, I felt a strong current of energy pouring over my face and upper body (I was paralyzed from the waist down). I felt my body tingling.
As I kept studying the Fa and practicing the exercises, I found my realm elevated and my perspective changed. My body experienced a fundamental change. Many illnesses, such as tachycardia, hypoglycemia, goiter, cough, and severe insomnia, disappeared as time went on. I looked younger, and there were fewer wrinkles on my face, and my skin became fairer. Even though I was in my 50s, I began menstruating.
Not Giving Up Falun Dafa
In my local area, the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) started to harass and persecute practitioners before July 20, 1999. There were strangers or police officers hanging around our practice site in the morning when we did the exercises. They monitored individual practice sites and prevented practitioners from going to the big practice site in the city square on weekends.
One weekend, several strangers hung around our practice site. I told the practitioners to leave one by one and not their mats. Those people realized what was happening when almost all the practitioners had left—only a few elderly practitioners remained.
We moved our practice site to the yard inside my brother’s house. We made up a banner with a red cloth four meters long with the words Truthfulness, Compassion, and Forbearance. We put it up in the front of the yard when we practiced the exercises.
At 5 a.m. on July 20, 1999, a group of thugs broke into my brother’s home, grabbed our banner and the tape recorder, and tried to force us to leave. They threatened us and told us not to gather again and that if we didn’t obey, they would arrest us.
The practitioners came to my brother’s house that evening because we knew we didn’t do anything wrong, and that Falun Dafa is righteous, and we shouldn’t be deprived of our right to practice the exercises. Before we started to practice the exercises, we heard noises. The thugs returned. The other practitioners left through the back door. We four siblings stayed.
The thugs shouted, “Why don’t you listen to us? You were told not to assemble.” I said, “This is not an assembly. Only our family members are here.” My sister-in-law said, “We get together to practice the exercises and study the Fa. What’s wrong with that?” One man shouted hatefully with a twisted face, “Shut up! Behave yourself, or we’ll take you away.”
We’ve heard the CCP’s lies that frame and suppress Falun Dafa every day since then. At first, it felt like heaven was about to collapse. I was at a loss and didn’t know what to do. Our cultivation environment was ruined. What should I do? When I calmed down and reviewed the situation, I decided to continue practicing Falun Dafa no matter how hard it would be because Falun Dafa is good and righteous.
Master told us in his lectures that we should regard the Fa as our teacher.
Master also said,
“A person who truly cultivates will gain things naturally without pursuing them. All of the gong and Fa lie in the book, and one will naturally obtain them by reading Dafa. Those who learn it will change automatically, and they will already be in the Dao when they read the book over and over again. Teacher will certainly have Law Bodies (fashen) safeguarding them quietly. With perseverance, they will certainly achieve Righteous Attainment in the future.” (“Seeking Discipleship with Teacher,” Essentials for Further Advancement)
I stayed at home and practiced the exercises and studied the Fa as usual. I was strict with myself and determined that no one could prevent me from practicing Falun Dafa.
One day, the loudspeaker in the village announced that every practitioner must hand in all Falun Dafa books. If they did not obey, they would be taken away and sentenced. My first thought was that I would not hand in my books. How could I study the Fa without Falun Dafa books?
Then the CCP told practitioners to sign a statement to denounce Falun Dafa, and if they complied, they would be released. If they didn’t sign, they would be taken to the brainwashing center in the village. I didn’t sign, but they released me because I was disabled.
Clarifying the Truth to People Who Harassed Me
The CCP members in the village and the police harassed Falun Dafa practitioners every day and monitored them 24 hours a day. Every practitioner was monitored by five people and was not allowed to leave their homes. The people stationed outside their homes at night shouted “Have you gone to sleep?” every ten minutes.
One day, they came to harass me. They were the township chief, police officers, and other government officials. I put the truth-clarifying materials under my quilt, and I leaned against it. I was very scared.
They repeated the CCP’s lies about Falun Dafa and said that practitioners besieged Zhongnanhai (the CCP’s central compound) in Beijing. I said, “It was due to a misleading report about Falun Dafa that was published in Tianjing. The practitioners went to tell the truth but were arrested. They urged the practitioners to go to Beijing and talk to the authorities. This was not a siege.”
The township chief shouted at me, ordered me not to practice Falun Dafa, and left.
I talked in a low voice because I was afraid they would find the materials. I didn’t tell them about Falun Dafa in a dignified way.
Other officials later came to my home. I greeted them politely and told them how we became good people after we practiced Falun Dafa.
Before the persecution started, the village committee agreed that we could practice the exercises in the village entertainment center for one hour every day. Its yard was dirty and covered with weeds, broken tiles, and bricks. Practitioners brought their own truck and tools and worked for two days to clear the yard. Afterward, it was clean and tidy. The villagers said, “Look at the Falun Dafa practitioners. They did a good job but asked for nothing.”
In the winter of 1999, my daughter-in-law gave birth and stayed in my house for one month. We used an electric heater, which consumed a lot of power. My husband paid the electric bill in the village center. He said he paid 96 yuan for that quarter when he came back. I said, “That isn’t right. Our quarterly bill is normally 120 yuan. But this winter we used the electric heater. The bill should be higher.” He went back to check. The accountant misread the amount from the line below our account, so my husband paid the additional 508 yuan. The village Party secretary praised us through the village loudspeaker. Some people said we were stupid. But others said, “They practice Falun Dafa, so they are very honest.”
When the official heard these stories, they said, “What you said is really good. Please practice at home.”
In the spring of 2000, the village head led seven people from the township government to my home. They wanted to see if I was there. I said, “Where can I go in my wheelchair?” The village head said, “Today, your Master’s law body (Fashen) appeared in Tiananmen Square. He asked all of you to go to Tiananmen Square to consummate.” I laughed and said, “How strange! I’m a practitioner, so why haven’t I heard this? How did you know? Now you know who fabricates rumors.” They all laughed. They didn’t come to harass me again for a few years.
A few years later, the village officer led a group of people to my home. I was making Falun Dafa amulets. I hurriedly covered them with a bed sheet, but didn’t cover them all. I sent forth righteous thoughts so that they couldn’t see them. They asked me if I still practice Falun Dafa. I said, “Falun Dafa teaches people to be good. It has amazing health benefits and is beneficial to the country. Why should I stop practicing? The constitution says that people have the freedom to belief.” One official said, “Why don’t you just say you stopped practicing.” I said, “No.”
One evening in April 2008, I was about to practice the exercises when a man and a woman walked into my home. They said they were from the police station and asked if they had interrupted me. I said yes because I was practicing the exercises. The man said sorry to me and bowed to me.
The woman took out a video recorder and started to record. I stopped her. The man also asked her to stop.
I clarified the truth to them and told them that Falun Dafa is practiced around the world and that Zhuan Falun has been translated into many languages. I said that the ordinary people could hardly bear the medical expenses, and it was very hard for them to see doctors. I said China was corrupt, and the rich and the poor lived very differently. Finally, I told them that good people are rewarded and bad people are punished, and that Falun Dafa is saving people.
They listened to me quietly and didn’t say anything. Before they left, they asked, “You don’t hate us, do you?” I said, “Practitioners have no enemies. I understand that you’re doing your job. Please remember Falun Dafa is good, and Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good. You will be blessed.”
Set Up a Family Material Production Site
The CCP staged the Tiananmen Square Self-Immolation incident in 2001. As a Falun Dafa practitioner, I easily saw the flaws. For example, Falun Dafa forbids killing. Committing suicide is a sin. The actor was on fire but his hair was not burned. I realized that I should let people know the video was fake so that they would not be misled by these lies.
We didn’t have printed materials at that time. I hand-wrote “Falun Dafa is good,” “Restore Master’s Reputation,” “Falun Dafa is a righteous Fa,” and “Heaven will eliminate the CCP” on pieces of paper, put them into red paper bags, and distributed them to households.
Later on, a practitioner from the town sent me a CD burner. I asked a practitioner in the village to buy some CDs for me. A dozen practitioners contributed money to buy a computer. They went to the town to learn how to make the truth-clarification materials. We set up a material production site in my home, and we started to produce materials.
We need to clarify the truth to people in person and help them withdraw from the CCP and its affiliated organizations. But I cannot walk. What should I do? I started to clarify the truth to my family members first. They know how I benefit from Falun Dafa, and they all support me. All of them quit the CCP.
My granddaughter’s classmates, from primary school, high school, university, and post-graduate all liked to come to our home. I clarified the truth to them and helped them quit the CCP. All our neighbors quit the CCP.
The Fa-rectification is still going on. There are still many sentient beings to be saved. I will listen to Master, cultivate myself well, and continue doing what I should do.
(Selected submission for the 22nd China Fa Conference on Minghui.org)
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