I was born into a poor family. Since we could not afford a doctor, my father died from an illness when I was 9 years old. My elder and second brothers both died of cancer. My fourth brother and sister died of brain hemorrhage and pulmonary and heart diseases. They all died in their forties or fifties. I also used to suffer from pulmonary disease, liver disease, and necrosis. As a result, I frequently developed edema. All my illnesses were eliminated once I began practicing Falun Dafa.

After July 20, 1999, Dafa encountered slander under the persecution from Jiang's regime. I wrote letters to related offices in my province and city to validate Dafa. With the persecution escalating, six of us went to Beijing to appeal and validate Dafa during the session of the National People's Congress in 2000. There, we were abducted. The police robbed us of all our money, handcuffed us and beat and otherwise abused us. Afterwards we were sent back to the local detention center.

After I was released, my factory stopped paying my salary. Personnel from the street office and community all came to my home to harass me. I told them of my physical improvements after I began practicing Falun Dafa. Later on they kept watch on me, but they simply could not hinder me. I would go out whenever I felt like it to get Dafa material and to deliver material to fellow practitioners. I only listened to Teacher's instructions to clarify the facts about Dafa and save sentient beings.

In the very beginning, we did not have flyers, so we made posters by hand, sometimes working on them until after midnight. The next day I would send out all the posters to fellow practitioners. I also wrote about 100 letters to kindhearted people. Later I received more material, so I distributed flyers as well as hung banners. I hung banners near crowded areas like the market and the trees along the roadside. The banners with yellow along the bottom and red characters were very conspicuous. Nobody in the market took the banner down. It was still hanging there after several days.

Once the director of the community office visited me and tried to deceive me into attending a brainwashing class. He claimed the class was very good and the participants could even go on a tour. I recalled right away Teachers words:

"Forbearance (ren) is not cowardice, much less is it resigning oneself to adversity." (Beyond the Limits of Forbearance).

I responded, "Besides forcing me into writing a statement to give up Dafa or being otherwise sent to the forced labor camp, what else will the class do for me? What kind of laws have Dafa practitioners violated? You keep causing us trouble again and again."

I absolutely refused to attend the brainwashing class. The director threatened to call the police to force me to attend. I had no choice but to leave my home. Later I was told that the personnel from street office and police station went to my home, but failed to find me. While some fellow practitioners were abducted into the class and forced to write statements, some were sentenced to jail time and some even died as a result of the relentless persecution.

I realized that I could not lead a homeless life forever, so I called the street office and police station to warn them to stop doing evil against Dafa. Then I returned home.

After I studied Teacher's article "Let Go of Human Attachments and Save the World's People," I invited fellow practitioners to my home to study together and discuss how to do better. In the beginning we only distributed flyers and put up posters, but seldom clarified the facts on a personal, face-to-face basis. Fellow practitioners also shared the feeling that time is pressing. So they visited relatives in rural areas to clarify the facts, and many people who used to be deceived by the media's slanderous propaganda learned the truth. Formerly I did not clarify the facts in nearby areas in case the street office and community office made trouble for me. Then I realized I should let go of human attachments. So I began to clarify the facts to residents in the same building in a rather bold manner, unafraid of anything that might happen. When I got flyers and CDs, I delivered them directly into their hands. Some of them were quite willing to read them, and the results turned out to be very good. When I went to the market, as chance would permit, I clarified the facts while shopping or walking.

After I watched the film Sandstorm on DVD, I thought that it was very good and it would be good for the police to watch it. The police officer who was in charge of me is quite kind and even helped me sometimes. During the so-called sensitive days, when the higher authorities held meetings, he told me by phone that the community office asked the police station to abduct me and take me to the brainwashing class. He told them that I was too old to attend the class. After that the community office never caused me any trouble. He was quite willing to talk to me and I told him that Dafa is very good. I put the DVD of Sandstorm outside his door.

I still have not done enough compared with Dafa's requirements. I need to continue to make even greater efforts.