On April 19, 2003

(Clearwisdom.net) I am a sixteen year-old high school student. When I was young, because of my poor health, I went to hospitals so frequently that almost all of the doctors and nurses there knew me. I was so sickly that if I caught a cold, it would develop into pneumonia, and I had to be hospitalized. In the beginning, I cried whenever I saw a person in white coming toward me. After being hospitalized so many times, I got used to it.

In 1997, I saw dramatic changes in my mother and grandmother after they started practicing Falun Gong, so I started practicing, too. I became healthier and healthier. Just as my whole family became more harmonious, tolerant and peaceful, a sudden terror fell from heaven.

The man in power in the Chinese Government could not imagine that a group of people would have pure beliefs, and not pursue money and power. Out of his selfishness, he utilized the entire nation's manpower, physical, and financial recourses to defame Falun Gong. His lies swept the country and poisoned the rest of the world. In July 1999, the Jiang regime banned Falun Gong. Dafa disciples spontaneously went to the appeals offices to tell the government that Falun Dafa is good, that Falun Gong is the righteous Fa, and to restore the innocence of our Master.

In order to tell people the truth about Falun Gong, my grandmother, my cousin and I went to Beijing. My heart was calling out to them, "People of the world, please take your time to listen to a little girl's voice speaking to you from her heart. It is Dafa that returned my health to me. It is Master's benevolent teaching that helped me understand that we should put others before ourselves." Surprisingly, when we arrived in Beijing, I saw police officers all over the Beijing Railway Station, and we were not allowed to leave the station. I felt hopeless.

The Security Section of my mom's work place asked her several times to write a "guarantee letter." They threatened that, if she didn't write the letter, she would lose her job. My school also followed orders from above, and collected signatures in support of the persecution of Falun Gong practitioners. I refused to sign.

I always had a harmonious relationship with my classmates. They all thought I was outgoing, active and helpful. However, because they knew I practiced Falun Gong, they were affected by the propaganda and lies. They isolated me, cursed me and ignored me. They also said things that showed disrespect for Dafa. They didn't know the truth at all. My heart ached whenever they tried to persuade me or force to give up practicing Falun Gong.

I told them Dafa and Dafa disciples were experiencing the most brutal persecution in history. At first, they didn't listen to me. As time passed, some of them learned the truth.

I experienced Master's immense compassion, and Dafa's unchangeable principles. When I read Teacher's words, "Other people may treat us badly, but we do not treat others badly, nor do we treat people as enemies," ["Statement of Mine", Essentials for Further Advancement II] tears filled my eyes. I will remember it, Master.

With my pure heart, I call for the help of all kind-hearted people in the world. Please rescue my fellow practitioners. Please rescue the Dafa disciples, persecuted for upholding the principles of truthfulness, compassion and forbearance. Fellow practitioners, the path we follow is right. If we following Master closely and practice Dafa with determination, we will have no regrets or complaints in our lives.