(Minghui.org) Master Li told us:
“Before July 20, 1999, Falun Dafa disciples were everywhere in mainland China, spread throughout the country and wearing Falun Gong pins; posters of Dafa’s Falun could be seen everywhere. They looked like beautiful flowers.” (“Deciphering the Last Three Stanzas of the Plum Blossom Poem,” The Essentials of Diligent Progress II)
On May 13, 1992, Falun Dafa was introduced in Changchun, China, and quickly spread across the country. I began to practice Falun Dafa in 1994. The deeper I delved into the practice and its teachings, the more I wondered, “How could I not have known about such a magnificent practice sooner?” For over a decade, I had searched diligently but had never found anything like it in the books I read. Then I realized that my search was a process of waiting for the Fa.
I couldn’t wait to share the good news with my mother. She was even happier than I was. After learning the exercises, her shoulder pain disappeared, her legs became more agile, and a large age spot on her face vanished. When my father, who worked out of town, came home, he noticed how my mother, who had been a withdrawn person, had become so outgoing and cheerful. He followed her lead and started practicing, too.
My father copied Zhuan Falun by hand. He described the process as “incredible, like shedding a layer of skin, with the new skin appearing soft and smooth.” His decades-long chronic leg pain vanished. For as long as I can remember, no matter how hot the weather, he always had to wear long, thick pants. That summer, seeing him in shorts, laughing and chatting, remains vivid in my memory to this day.
Dafa taught my father to be kind, and he became even more diligent at work, earning high praise from everyone in the company. Once, he voluntarily gave a large bonus he’d earned to a coworker, saying that the person had a child in college and needed the money more than he did.
My mother brought my grandmother from the village to live with us for several months. My 83-year-old grandmother learned the five exercises and said she saw a brightly colored Falun spinning in her lower abdomen while she was meditating. My mother even took her to exercise sites and experience-sharing meetings. Two Falun diagrams with different backgrounds hung on our walls at home, and friends and relatives who came and went all felt a sense of joy when they saw them.
My aunt also embarked on the path of cultivation. She was born during the Chinese Communist Party’s political campaigns, and the adults were so traumatized at that time that they didn’t remember her exact date of birth. My aunt considers the day she obtained the Fa her birthday—the day of her rebirth. No matter how much suffering she has endured in her life, having the opportunity to obtain the Fa makes her feel that it was all worthwhile.
My aunt’s daughter started to practice Falun Dafa with her classmates at school. At a critical period in her youth, her life gained direction, and she followed it from then on. My aunt’s in-laws also began practicing Falun Dafa.
My paternal uncle was a qigong enthusiast who began studying qigong in the early 1980s and practiced various forms for many years. He later developed lung cancer and had to have two major surgeries, including a complete lobectomy on one side, which shattered his faith in qigong. Witnessing his agony during post-surgery chemotherapy, I told him about Falun Dada, but he just shook his head and sighed.
His wife, my kindhearted aunt, however, showed interest, so I gave her recordings of Master’s lectures. She listened by herself at first, but later she and her husband listened to them together. My uncle marveled: “Dafa’s Master Li is extraordinary. His teachings are profound—nothing like what other qigong masters have ever said.” The elderly couple went to a class organized by teachers who taught at a nearby middle school to watch Master’s lecture series on video. My uncle quickly regained his health and lived to the ripe old age of 87.
Several colleagues in my department asked me to help them find copies of the precious book Zhuan Falun. Some wanted to study it themselves, while some wanted copies for their mothers and others for their in-laws. After the head of the department began practicing the exercises, her long-standing Meniere’s syndrome was cured, and she started swimming laps at the pool every weekend. A young female colleague had severe psoriasis and had always covered herself from head to toe for years. After learning the practice, she started wearing short-sleeved dresses, their flowing skirts making her look graceful and elegant.
At that time, Falun Dafa flags hung at practice sites, and many people wore Falun pins. There were university professors, teachers, and students, government officials, police officers, and soldiers, doctors, supervisors, laborers, and vendors. Regardless of status or occupation, people treated each other with sincerity, and the atmosphere was peaceful. In the bitter cold of winter, an older woman who practiced the Falun Dafa exercises outdoors would feel a sense of warmth flow throughout her body afterward, her face beaming with joy.
One elderly couple had attended Master’s in-person classes. The wife, paralyzed in a car accident, was able to walk again after the class. A police officer involved in a traffic accident followed Dafa’s teachings and did not resent the other party, saying “It’s fine, you can go.” Falun Dafa is a pure land, and its practitioners were responsible for countless good deeds and acts of kindness all over the country.
Stories of the benefits of Falun Dafa spread by word of mouth, and copies of Zhuan Falun were always in high demand. We brought Falun Dafa books and materials to a fellow practitioner’s hometown. Farmers spread the news, gathering at someone’s house to share the beauty of the practice and the benefits of attaining the Fa. A college student demonstrated the exercises for everyone.
Once, sitting on a bench with a friend, we reminisced about the past. She said her father, paralyzed for years, had stood up, and her mother, nearly blind, had regained her sight. That Mid-Autumn Festival, the family sat chatting in their hometown courtyard, their infectious laughter and joy delighting the neighbors nearby.
Between 1992 and 1999, millions of people in China started to practice Falun Dafa. The principles of Truthfulness, Compassion, and Forbearance purify the body and mind, which sparked a moral resurgence throughout the country and shaped a highly educated mainstream population.
Among Falun Dafa practitioners, businesspeople refrained from fraud, officials remained incorruptible, and people in general were kind to each other. Had the Chinese Communist Party not launched its relentless, full-scale persecution, Chinese society would have followed a different trajectory.
The consequences of 26 years of suppressing Truthfulness, Compassion, and Forbearance while indulging in lies, malicious behavior, and violence are now painfully evident: moral standards are at an all-time low, chaos abounds, one disaster follows another, and the nation teeters on the brink of collapse.
Shen Yun’s overseas performances have drawn unprecedented crowds, attracting dignitaries and celebrities alike. Many Chinese spectators have been both deeply moved and filled with pride, yet also heartbroken to see traditional Chinese culture thriving abroad while being destroyed at home.
They praise Truthfulness, Compassion, and Forbearance as universal values, recognizing Falun Dafa’s goodness. They eagerly await the day Shen Yun is able to perform in its homeland and inspire the nation to revive its rich traditions.
Falun Dafa brings people light and hope, just like the magnificent spectacle of all the flowers that blossomed in China before 1999.
My gratitude to our compassionate and great Master Li is beyond words!
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