(Minghui.org) The police came to my home and arrested me in 2019 police simply because I practice Falun Dafa, an ancient cultivation practice that teaches the principles of truth, compassion and forbearance. To avoid being arrested I attempted to escape by jumping from the fourth floor. I lost consciousness. When I woke up I was in excruciating pain. Several of my ribs were fractured. A few days later, the police arrested me, and took me to prison.
I was placed in solitary confinement and I was severely abused. As a result of my injuries I was unable to walk. My eyes were swollen shut, and I was in a state of mental confusion. I lost my memory and I had difficulty eating.
I returned home in early 2022, after I completed the three year illegal sentence. I was barely able to walk. The toilet was only a few meters away, but it took me more than an hour to get there. I had to bend over with both hands resting on my knees, and I shuffled forward step by step.
I was only 52, but I looked like I was in my 70s. I also suffered from amnesia. My basic daily activities, such as eating, dressing, and walking required assistance from my family. They summarized my condition as: troublesome, dull and foolish.
The other practitioners were very concerned about me. They encouraged me to listen to Master’s lectures, and they helped take care of me. I gradually regained my memory, and I was able to walk with the help of a crutch. I was also able to do some of the Falun Dafa exercises. About a year later, I no longer needed the crutch, and my condition improved. I was be able to study the Fa and do the exercises without assistance.
My parents were staying with my sister and I visited them. My father’s health was poor and I was able to help her take care of him. They were not practitioners, and when they noticed I was still weak, they suggested I go to a hospital. I refused, and in my heart I held a firm belief in Dafa and Master.
Through studying the Fa and doing the exercises I fully recovered. Last year I got a job at our local bathhouse. I also drove a taxi, and helped my mom care for my dad. From an ordinary person’s point of view, my injuries were so severe I shouldn’t have survived them. However, without any medical treatment, I regained a new life thanks to Master and the power of Dafa.
My driver’s license expired while I was imprisoned. In February 2025, my child helped me enroll in driving lessons, and downloaded more than 1,800 tutorials with questions and answers. I studied them for several days, only to be told by the driving instructor that the materials I studied were not correct. My child downloaded another set of 1,600 questions and answers.
My father-in-law passed away, and many matters needed to be attended to. I was unable to calm down. I was already over fifty, never used a computer before, and I needed to learn how to answer the questions on the computer.
I calmed down five days before the exam. When I entered the examination room, my heart was pounding—I was afraid of failing. My neighbor’s sister told me: “Don’t worry! Someone will help you.”
Her words made me feel as though my heart opened like a window, very bright and clear, filled with light. I did not find the exam difficult, and I easily passed. When I returned home, my mother said, “I kept saying, ‘Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good’.”
My mother mentioned one of my relatives who saw me shortly after I returned home from prison, and he thought I couldn’t possibly recover. However, when he saw me again a year later, he was shocked to see the tremendous changes. Not only had I regained my physical strength, but my mind also returned to normal.
The miracles that Dafa manifested in me allowed our friends, family and neighbors to witness the extraordinary power of Dafa. I can’t express enough my gratitude to Master— words are not enough. I can only cultivate diligently and help more people understand the truth about Dafa, and strive to repay Master’s compassionate salvation.
Thank you, Master! Thank you, fellow practitioners!
