Believe in Master and the Fa, Save More People


PureInsight | July 11, 2014

[] I learned of Falun Dafa in 1995. Prior to practicing Falun Dafa, I was a sick man. I tried several different types of Qigong practices. I also studied some Buddhist literature, but my condition did not improve. Every day, I had to work hard to make a living. I also had to take care of my mother. My mother had been bed-ridden for many years due to her illness. She couldn’t even help herself. My dad died while I was very young. I had a very tough life then. After I began to practice Falun Dafa, all my illnesses disappeared. My mother saw my changes, so she also wanted to practice Falun Dafa. About half a year later, my mother’s illness was cured. She could finally get off the bed and take care of herself. From then on, I didn’t have to take care of her day and night. I was able to focus on my work. When I got back home after work, my mother would already have prepared food for me. My mother also helped wash my clothes. Both my mother and I were very grateful to Master. We had really experienced compassion from Master and miraculous power from Dafa. In the morning, we would practice the exercises. In the evening, we would study the Fa together with other fellow practitioners. On weekends, we would travel to the countryside to help promote Falun Dafa. Every day, we lived in happiness.

Treating Torture as Nothing

On July 20, 1999, the evil Chinese Communist Party (CCP) led by then China’s leader Jiang Zemin started to crack down on Falun Gong in China. A systematic and brutal persecution on Falun Dafa practitioners had thus begun throughout China. In order to help clear the injustice that Master had received as well as validate the miraculous power of Falun Dafa, we decided to go visit local, provincial and central government offices to tell people that persecuting Falun Gong was wrong. As a result, I was illegally detained several times. However, I was able to escape from the detention centers without any problem every time with Master’s help. Later, I was sentenced to six years in prison because I posted banners with Falun Dafa information. While I was inside the prison, I received all kinds of torture such as electric baton strikes, lying down on a dead man’s bed, being wrapped inside a big cloak, standing in the snow barefoot without moving in the winter, standing under the scorching sun in the summer, etc. At first, my righteous thoughts were not very strong. My feet were frostbitten in the winter and my face got burnt in the summer. Later, I began to develop very strong righteous thoughts. I firmly believed in Master and the Fa. I said to myself, “Both my mother’s life and mine were given a second chance by Master. Without Master’s help, my mother and I would have already left this world. My life is given to me by Master. I am ready to give up my whole life to protect Master and the Fa now. I am simply not afraid of death anymore.” I began to recite the Fa, especially the poems from Hong Yin, all the time. I also did the sitting meditation and sent forth righteous thoughts. I said to myself, “I am a disciple of Master Li Hongzhi. I am already a divine being. Worldly physical tortures are nothing to me. They won’t have any effect on me whatsoever.” I also asked Master to give me more strength. As a result of my strong righteous thoughts, my feet and face recovered very quickly. When I was thrown in the cold, I would start to send forth righteous thoughts to keep my body warm. When I was forced to stand under the scorching sun, I would send forth righteous thoughts to let the sun not shine on me, to keep my body cold and to let a breeze flow over me. When I was physically beaten, I would send forth righteous thoughts to keep me from suffering any pain and instead transfer the pain to those who were torturing me. For example, I was once slapped in the face by an evil police officer. I immediately said to myself that I was not hurt and wanted the officer to receive the pain. The officer got hurt so badly that his face had bruises, his mouth started to bleed and he left me in a hurry with his hands covering his face. In another incident, an officer was trying to kick me with his foot. Instead of kicking my body, the officer shouted that his foot got hurt. Another time, a couple of officers tried to strike me with an electric baton. I started to send forth righteous thoughts to let the electricity flow to their bodies. As soon as the officers struck me with the baton, they were immediately electrified. They all yelled and were covered in sweat. In the end, those officers had to beg me to stop sending forth righteous thoughts and leave them alone.

One day while I was doing the sitting meditation exercise, four inmates came to me to try to lift me up. They couldn’t move me so they decided to stand on my legs, two on each side. I began to send forth righteous thoughts and said to myself, “I am a God. I am protected by Master’s Fashen and Fa guardian deities. Those evil people and demons won’t be able to move me. My body is so big that those people standing on my legs are just like little ants.” I didn’t feel any pain and didn’t budge at all. I kept doing the sitting mediation exercise. Those people began to feel some shocks in their bodies. They started to quiver and thus left me. No one then dared to lift me or stand on my legs.

Red Light Shining in a Tiny Cell

Because I didn’t change my mind about Falun Gong, refused to write a so-called statement on Falun and refused to sign any documents, the prison staff decided to throw me into a special place—a very tiny cell where one had to bend one’s back to fit in. The cell was so tiny that I couldn’t move around much. I was kept in a tiny cell for over 80 days. Every day, I was given only two small buns to eat. Obviously, the prison tried to starve me as some kind of punishment. I am 180 centimeters tall, weigh around 180 pounds and am in my forties. Normally, I would have to eat more than four or five buns each meal to keep me full. With only two buns every day, I really felt hungry at the very beginning. Later, I decided to send forth righteous thoughts. I again said to myself, “I am a Falun Dafa disciple. I am a God. I can do it even if I don’t eat anything from this physical world. I won’t be hungry any more. I am protected by Master.” Indeed, afterwards, I didn’t feel any hunger. I lost around 60 pounds though. I practiced the exercises every day and recited the Fa and the poems from Hong Yin. The tiny cell was very dark and wet. It was just big enough for me to lay down on the floor. It was almost like a cave where ancient cultivators practiced alone. I couldn’t tell whether it was day or night inside the cell because it was dark all the time. However, I would see red light shining in the cell. The light was very amazing. When I was finally released from the cell, I was told that I had been kept in the cell for 80 days. I couldn’t believe it. I felt as if it had only been a couple of days. Because I didn’t have any human notions and had already let go of myself, I didn’t feel any loneliness inside the cell. I only felt that Master’s Fashen was always accompanying me. I felt as if many fellow practitioners were sitting around me, sharing experiences with me. The tiny cell was almost like a unique cultivation place where I could cultivate myself alone without any interference. I felt that my cultivation level was improving very quickly. I didn’t feel any pain while doing the sitting mediation. Even though I had lost some weight, my mind had become even sharper.

When the prison staff realized that I was not torn down by the tiny cell at all, they told me to do some physical work. I replied that I was not a criminal and refused to do any physical labor. I said, “Look, you’ve already tortured me. My body’s been tortured badly. You are committing a crime yourselves. How dare you ask me to do physical work?” They couldn’t make me do any physical labor in the end.

After a while, the prison staff found that they still couldn’t change my mind, so they decided to throw me into the tiny cell again. I then began a hunger strike, which lasted fifteen days. The prison staff began to fear that I might die, so they agreed to release me if I stopped my hunger strike. I said to myself, “Well, I need to keep a strong physical body. Otherwise, how could I defend myself against this persecution?” I thus agreed to stop my hunger strike and was then released from the tiny cell. When I was first released from the cell, the prison staff noticed that I was still physically strong and were surprised. They asked, “A person would not make it if he stopped eating for seven days, yet you’ve already been on a hunger strike for fifteen days and you are still okay. You even seem to have gained some weight. How come? Are you really a God now?” Once I stopped my hunger strike, I then decided I would eat until my stomach was full every day. If I was still hungry, I would yell that I wanted to eat more. Otherwise, I would continue my hunger strike. The prison staff had to give me enough food every day, so I was full every day, and my physical body recovered very quickly.

In retrospect, during those 80 days that I was kept inside that tiny cell, I didn’t get a chance to change my clothes, to wash my face and hands, to take a shower or to see the day light. It was the most enduring experience in my life, yet it was also a period of time when my cultivation level improved fastest. I had already let go of my life. I didn’t feel anything when I was electrified. On the contrary, the evil police officers experienced the pains. I didn’t feel any pain when I was being physically beaten up. When I was kept inside the tiny cell, I simply took it as a chance for me to cultivate alone. I didn’t feel sleepy when I was deprived of sleep. I didn’t feel hungry when I was not given any food to eat and even gained some weight. I simply practiced the exercises every day, sent forth righteous thoughts every day and recited the Fa and poems from Hong Yin all the time. When the prison staff tried to handcuff me to a bed, I sent forth righteous thoughts to stop it. As a result, they couldn’t handcuff me to the bed at all. When the evil police officers asked inmates to harass me, those inmates would feel electric shocks as soon as they approached me. They told me that I must have a strong electric flow in my body. Those inmates were afraid of being electrified because they had been beaten by electric batons before, so they simply stood far away from me, watching me do my exercises.

Evil Forces Got Shocked

Later on I got in touch with fellow practitioners outside the prison. As a result, fellow practitioners sent me an MP3 player and one cell phone. I was trained as an electrician so I knew how to get these devices charged even without the chargers. Fellow practitioners also gave me a special copy of Zhuan Falun. Whenever there was a new article available, fellow practitioners would also try to send me a copy. If the article was not very long, I would write a copy of the article with a pencil and then pass the copy to other practitioners inside the prison. I took care of the book Zhuan Falun and other Fa teaching documents. Those inmates and evil police officers were afraid of me. They dared not approach me. Everyone also helped me by sending forth righteous thoughts to keep those evil elements away from Dafa materials. Just like what Master says in Hong Yin, Vol. II: “When disciples have ample righteous thoughts, Master has the power to turn back the tide.” (The Master-Disciple Bond). So almost every fellow practitioner inside the prison was able to learn the Fa and read Master’s new articles. We all followed the Fa rectification process, and we were all very determined to resist the persecution. Some fellow practitioners had previously signed the so-called “three renunciation statements”. After learning the Fa, these fellow practitioners all publicly denounced their previous signatures on those statements.

Those fellow practitioners who were living in the same section as I was didn’t do any physical labor. Whenever there was an opportunity, we would begin to practice the exercises, send forth righteous thoughts and recite the Fa and poems from Hong Yin and read Zhuan Falun or new articles. The evil police officers became very angry. They conducted several all-out searches, but they couldn’t find anything. As a last resort, the prison staff had to keep rearranging fellow practitioners into different sections. When new practitioners came to my section, these new practitioners would soon become as dedicated as me towards Dafa. The prison staff had to move those fellow practitioners out of my section. In the end, I was the only Dafa practitioner living in my section of the jail. It was quite a surprise to those evil elements that the whole jail became a cultivation venue for Dafa practitioners!

Truth Awakens People

I kept telling the truth about Falun Dafa to those inmates that were arranged by the prison staff to watch over me. I told them how one should follow the principles of “Zhen Shan Ren” and how one should not commit crimes against people. I also told them that if one conducted oneself well in this world, one could always enjoy one’s family. Even though one might be poor, as long as the whole family was together, one would still feel happy. I then said to those inmates, “Look, you’ve committed crimes, and you are now suffering in here. Your family is also suffering from your absence. You should be helping your family out, but instead you are kept in here. Can you imagine how your family suffers? How your wife and kids cry for you? How helpless your family has become without you? Your parents also suffer from your absence. They had expected to depend on you, but now that you are kept in here, how can your parents depend on you? Without your help, your parents must be very sad and cry loudly for help. How do you feel about yourself? We are all Falun Gong practitioners. We follow the instructions from our teacher who has taught us to adhere to the principles of ‘Zhen Shan Ren’, to always put other people’s needs ahead of ours. We are not criminals at all. It is Jiang Zemin and those police officers in the dark that have committed a serious crime against us. The so-called ‘Tiananmen self-immolation’ incident was conducted by the evil CCP itself. The CCP regime had planned to use this incident to fool people.”

After hearing these words from me, many inmates cried. They began to miss their family and their parents. They felt very ashamed of themselves. Some of the inmates wanted to practice Falun Gong. They also wanted to follow the principles of “Zhen Shan Ren”. They were determined to change themselves. In the end, those inmates who were supposed to watch over me simply let me do whatever I wanted. Some of them even came to practice the exercises together with me. They also wanted to learn the Fa and recite the poems from Hong Yin. Some of these inmates were members of the evil CCP and its other affiliated organizations. After I told them about the truth of the evil CCP, those inmates asked me to help them quit their membership. Some other inmates were sick, so I told them to think the phrase “Falun Dafa is good, Zhen Shan Ren is good.” I asked them to believe in the Fa, to not listen to the propaganda from the evil CCP. Soon afterwards, those inmates recovered from their illnesses.

When family members came to visit the prison, those inmates would then tell their families about the truth of Falun Gong. They also told their families to murmur the nine-word golden phrase. In the end, no inmate watched over me. Many inmates said good words for me in front of prison staff. When I began to do the exercises, those inmates would watch out for me. Later, even the prison staff learned the truth about Falun Gong. They also left me alone.

Working Together with Fellow Practitioners to Save More People

After I was finally released from the prison without any incrimination, I began to get in touch with some veteran fellow practitioners who were already in their 70s or 80s. I was deeply moved by their diligence. Some of those senior practitioners had already learned how to use the computer. Some had established a document site at home. I decided that I should beef myself up to try to catch up with such diligent practitioners so that I wouldn’t lag behind in the Fa rectification process. I immediately went to visit the document site where I got copies of truth materials and started passing these materials to the public. When I read an article from Minghui that suggested one should try to establish a family document site and let such sites spread out everywhere, I decided to set up a family document myself. I bought a computer and a printer and asked people to teach me how to use them. After some effort, a family document site was established at my home. A little pure flower was blossoming inside my house.

I went out together with my mother to visit those fellow practitioners who had misunderstood the Fa due to their own fears and lack of diligence. We decided to form a Fa study group so that we could study the Fa together. After some time, these fellow practitioners improved their understandings of the Fa. They also became brave once again. In the end, all these fellow practitioners began to go outside their houses and do the “three things”. For instance, one fellow practitioner had once worked as a local Falun Gong coordinator prior to the crackdown on Falun Gong by the evil CCP. This fellow practitioner had been persecuted severely and was once sentenced to two years in prison. After he was released from the prison, this practitioner became so afraid that he stopped practicing Falun Gong. He later went to a Buddhist temple. After I came back, I talked to this fellow practitioner a couple of times. I also invited this practitioner to my home and sat down with him to study the Fa together. After learning the Fa, this fellow practitioner eventually improved his understandings of the Fa. He finally realized that he had made a mistake. He wanted to return to Falun Dafa. In the end, this fellow practitioner also bought a computer and a printer to set up another family document site to help other fellow practitioners spread the truth about Falun Gong.

The factory where I used to work went bankrupt. As a result, all the factory workers lost their jobs. I had no job to do, so I bought a motorcycle to try to make some money while helping transport people around. At the same time, I rode my bike to some far places in the countryside to pass truth documents, to clarify the truth about Falun Gong to the people out there and to help people quit their CCP membership.

Most of the fellow practitioners in my local area would gather to study the Fa together, to discuss issues and to do the “three things” together. We all want to follow Master to return to our original home!

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