Greetings, revered Master! Greetings, fellow practitioners!

When I was in my 20s, people commented I looked like an old lady. I am now 71, yet many say I look to be 60 at most. It is Falun Dafa that cured all my illnesses and turned me into a healthy and happy person. Words cannot express my gratitude towards Dafa. I say from the bottom of my heart, “Falun Dafa is good.”

Heartbroken, I Look Decades Older than My Actual Age

According to my mother, I came down with a strange illness when I was only six months old. My whole body turned blue and my heart didn't beat for a day and a half. Everybody thought I was dead. However, there was still some warmth in my chest, so my parents didn’t rush to bury me.

I eventually regained consciousness after my mother gave me some pill she got from a doctor. Though I survived, I lived with complications for the next 50 plus years. During my entire childhood and adulthood, I suffered from numerous illnesses yet nothing seemed to help. My family had to borrow huge amounts of money to cover my medical bills, and I was well-known locally as a long-term patient.

When I was just in my 20s, my whole body hurt, and I lost almost all of my hair. Many people commented I looked like a 60 or 70-year-old woman. I cried and cried, my sadness beyond words.

Thrilled to See a Ray of Hope

I will never forget December 19, 1996, when I began to read Zhuan Falun and became a Dafa practitioner. I was thrilled to finally see a ray of hope after suffering for so long.

In early December 1996, my older sister who lived in a different city called to tell me she planned to go out of town for about a month, and she wanted me to watch her house while she was gone.

When I got to her home on December 16, my sister asked if I’d like to try Falun Gong. I didn’t say anything because I had lost hope in qigong. I once signed up for a qigong class, but was turned down due to my frail health. I was heartbroken and decided to never try any qigong again.

Before she left on December 18, my sister said to me, “I’m sure you’ll learn Falun Gong if you have a predestined relationship with it.”

I had a dream that night and saw the word “Dafa” vividly. Even after I woke up, the word was still jumping in front of my eyes.

A friend came to visit me late in the morning, and to my surprise he began to talk about Falun Gong. When I told him about my dream, he was amazed and kept saying I had a predestined relationship with Dafa. He rushed home to get me a copy of Zhuan Falun .

I began to read the precious book that very same day, December 19th.

The next day I joined the local exercise group. It was in a big cafeteria with many people. From that day on, I studied the Fa and practiced the exercises with fellow practitioners every day. I learned to do the five exercises and to read Zhuan Falun .

Before I knew it, all my illnesses went away without a trace. For the first time in over 50 years of life, I knew what it was like to be illness free. My happiness was beyond description.

When my sister returned home after 28 days, she said assertively, “You must have already started practicing Falun Gong.” I wondered how she could tell and she pointed to my brisk pace and glowing complexion.

I stayed at my sister’s house for a month and came back a totally different person.

I brought back with me Zhuan Falun , Master’s portrait, and audio and video versions of the teachings.

Happy to Spread Dafa’s Blessings

When I ran into an acquaintance and greeted her on my way home, she wondered who I was despite the fact we had known each other more than 20 years. She couldn’t believe it was me and asked what secret medicine I got from my sister that made me look so much better.

I pointed to the small Falun emblem badge I wore and said, “I practice Falun Gong.” She was amazed by the practice and immediately asked me to teach her.

I began to spread Dafa’s blessings to my neighbors from that day on.

It was fairly easy for me to spread the word that Dafa was wonderful. After all, a well-known patient was cured in one month and everyone was eager to try the practice themselves.

I never turned anyone down and even used my own money to buy copies of Zhuan Falun for them. I usually rose at 3 a.m. to practice the exercises myself and during the day taught interested people the exercises and played for them Master’s exercise and Fa-teaching videos.

I just had a wish to have more people benefit from Falun Gong. In no time, dozens of local residents became practitioners, and they further spread the word. One after another, group Fa-study and exercise sites were established in our town and neighboring villages.

After the persecution of Falun Gong began, we could no longer practice the exercises in public, yet we managed to still meet every Wednesday night to study the Fa and share experiences. As a matter of fact, we have been doing so all these years.

Determined to Resist the Groundless Persecution

After former dictator Jiang Zemin launched his groundless persecution of Falun Gong in July 1999, the local authorities did their best to stop practitioners from practicing Falun Gong. We, however, were determined to resist the persecution and validate Dafa.

When the local police asked me to turn in a "roster" of local practitioners, I told them there was none. They admitted I became healthy after my Falun Gong practice but still warned me to just practice at home.

Afraid that I might go out to tell people about Falun Gong, the local police kept harassing me at home. To show my determination, I pasted a couplet reading “Falun Dafa is good; Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good and Falun Dafa is the righteous Fa” on my door. When the police ripped it off, I painted the words on my door.

Once they took pictures of my home. I warned them I’d sue them for doing such a thing at a private residence. They got scared and fled.

I went to Beijing twice, in November 1999 and December 2000, to appeal for Falun Gong. Both times I was arrested.

The second time, the police handcuffed me and a fellow practitioner together and then drove us to the rail station to be sent home. At the rail station, we used our spare hands to unfurl a banner reading “Falun Dafa Is the Righteous Fa” and shouted out “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good! Restore our Master’s reputation!” Our voices reverberated in the sky and cleared evil elements in other dimensions. Many travelers looked at us in admiration, with some smiling and nodding at us.

So “Stubborn” That No Detention Facility Dared to Take Me

At 7 p.m. on November 1, 2003, I was putting up truth-clarification sticky notes when someone reported me to the police.

I shouted “Falun Dafa is good,” and one police officer kicked my back and legs. Another officer poured a jar of cold water over my head and burned my hair with a lighter. He said, “It’d be even better if I had some gasoline. I’d have you die of 'self-immolation.'”

The next day the police ransacked my home and transferred me to the local detention center.

On the way to the detention center, I kept shouting “Falun Dafa is good!” While in custody there, I shouted “Falun Dafa is good” every single day.

The detention center warned me not to shout on the day the high-ups came to inspect them, but I was determined to get the word out. When the inspectors approached my detention cell, I yelled “Falun Dafa is good!”

One guard said to them, “She’s the most stubborn Falun Gong here.”

I responded, “We strive to be good people, yet we are kept in detention. Does that make any sense? Let me tell you that I’ll never stop practicing Falun Gong.”

I then kept shouting “Falun Dafa is good!”

Two months later the local police deceived me into believing they were going to release me and drive me home. After a little while, I realized it was not the way home at all. When I asked where they were taking me, an officer replied, “The provincial labor camp.”

Just then the sky got dark even though it was still daytime. I warned them Heaven was seeking justice for me and began to shout “Falun Dafa is good!”

The police got frightened and asked me to stop. They kept getting lost and it was dark wherever the car went.

They finally managed to arrive at the labor camp, but the camp refused to admit me. They then drove me to the hospital to get a doctor’s note saying I was healthy. Still the labor camp was determined to not accept me and suggested I be returned to the detention center.

Even before we got to the detention center, the police got a call from the center informing them the center would definitely not take me back.

Seeing the sun set, the police had one last resort, taking me back to their police station.

I still kept shouting “Falun Dafa is good” on the way back to the station. One officer asked me to stop, saying I made them dizzy and exhausted. I told them that everything that Dafa disciples did was for everyone's good.

Amid all the drama, I held a firm faith in Master and Dafa. That same night my son-in-law picked me up from the police station.

Hurry to Save More People

Between 2005 and 2010, I returned to my hometown in Sichuan Province three times and my husband’s hometown in Yunnan Province once to clarify the facts.

The persecution was very severe in Sichuan Province, so my father didn’t want me to go back. When I indeed returned, he had my younger brother keep an eye on me. But as soon as my brother got tired of watching me and stepped outside, I packed some truth-clarification materials and left the house.

I ran into an old classmate, and he asked me to visit his home.

He said, “We couldn’t find you all these years. Rumors had it you died long ago. How come you are in such good health?” I figured it must be Master that brought him to me, so I told him I practiced Falun Gong.

He seemed taken aback by my revelation and got up to shut the door and draw all the curtains. I explained to him what Falun Gong really was and he gradually relaxed.

The next day I went to his home again and got all 16 members of his family to quit the Party and its subordinate organizations.

I managed to get a total of 98 people quit the Party and its organizations during my first visit to my hometown.

I collected 140 withdrawals during my second trip home in 2008 and 130 during my third trip in 2010.

Since I didn’t know the dialect in Yunnan Province that well, I only got 48 people to quit when I visited my husband’s hometown.

In addition to face-to-face truth-clarification, I have been mailing out truth-clarification letters all these years. I usually go to a different city to mail letters out from there. I can’t even remember how many letters I have sent out.

My Deepest Gratitude to Master

When I was in my 20s, people said I looked like an old lady. I am now 71, and many say I look at most like I am in my 50s.

I know all too well that without Dafa my life would have been over long ago.

I believe that Falun Dafa is good from the bottom of my heart, and I will never stop telling people about that.

There is no way to express my gratitude towards Master. I can only do well the three things to repay Master for his immense grace.

Thank you, revered Master! Thank you, fellow practitioners!