(Minghui.org) I began practicing Falun Dafa in July 1997. I went to Beijing on June 16, 2000 to appeal for Falun Gong, and held a banner saying “Falun Dafa is good” in Tiananmen Square. The plainclothes police grabbed me, threw me into a car, and took me to a Beijing Police Station, then transferred me to the Beijing Liaison Office of the Huizhou government.

I was forcibly taken to the Huicheng District Detention Center in Huizhou City, Guangdong Province that afternoon. I refused to follow the evil’s orders, and I was released on June 30. The company where I worked unlawfully dismissed me, and detained me in the company hostel for eight months. Xu, Qiu, and Wu from the 610 Office, and the chief of the company’s security division took part in my persecution.

On May 9, 2004, over a dozen people, including staff from 610 Office, and Yang Zhao, and Liu Shi’an from the company’s security division, searched my house and forcibly took me to the Yunshan Police Station. In the afternoon of the next day (May 10), I was taken to the Huicheng District Detention Center, and illegally sentenced to a two-year term in a labor camp.

In the detention center, I completely negated the persecution. I would not do the slave labor, report to the authorities, or participate in any activities. Every day, I practiced my exercises, sent forth-righteous thoughts, and explained the facts about Falun Gong, like I would do if I were not in jail.

On June 24, I was sent to Sanshui Forced Labor Camp for the first time. On the way, I kept reciting Master Li Hongzhi’s lectures and sending forth righteous thoughts. When the vehicle stopped in a crowd, I said to everyone, "I’m not a bad person, and I’m not a criminal. They are sending me to a labor camp. They are committing a crime. Please remember ‘Falun Dafa is good. Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.'" When we arrived at the entrance of the labor camp, I sat down and sent forth righteous thoughts. I refused to follow any orders and I told the officers, “Jiang Zemin is a villain. He began persecuting Falun Dafa and Dafa practitioners out of jealousy. He has done all kinds of evil, and is doomed for retribution. I will follow the bright path arranged by Master Li, and will never take the path to hell. With Master’s merciful help, the labor camp refused to admit me. I was sent back to Huicheng District Detention Center that afternoon.

On August 6, the municipal 610 Office and the detention center arranged to send me to Sanshui Forced Labor Camp for the second time. Like the first time, I had faith in Master and the Fa, and completely negated the old forces’ arrangement. They wanted to examine me, and I refused. They pinned me down to the ground, with five or six people stepping on my back, shoulders, waist, feet, and legs. Someone held my hands so I couldn’t move. A policewoman named Huang, who brought me from Huizhou, threatened to strip my clothes off me. I struggled for four or five hours. Eventually the labor camp refused to admit me. I was sent back to Huizhou Detention Center in the afternoon. After returning to the detention center, policewoman Huang and another policewoman threatened to torture me on the tiger bench, handcuff hanging torture, and electric-shock batons. I was not disturbed. Huang lied to the other prisoners by saying that I hurt my family by cooking poisonous meals, and claimed I had mental problems. I was not disturbed. I just followed Master Li’s teachings.

On August 29, the 610 Office and the detention center sent me to Sanshui Forced Labor Camp for the third time. The 610 Office sent two policewomen to the labor camp to monitor me, but I refused to cooperate. They dragged me to Sanshui Hospital, tied my hands and feet to a steel bed, plugged tubes into my nose and urinary tract, and injected drugs for one and a half days. I asked Master Li to help me and save me. Under Master’s merciful help, I was sent back to the detention center on September 1. My son brought me home the next day.

On March 28, 2005, over a dozen people from the Huizhou 610 Office and the company I worked before came to my home, to take me to a brainwashing center. My family and I refused to open the door. I talked to them through the window, and told them the truth about Falun Gong. I advised them not to do bad things, and told them that if they persecuted Falun Gong and Dafa practitioners, they would meet with tribulations. Several police vehicles surrounded my house for three days and two nights. Some neighbors that knew the truth of Falun Gong talked to the police, “These ladies who practice Falun Gong are all good people. It’s outrageous for so many police vehicles to ambush them.” With the righteous thoughts and actions of my family and neighbors, and with the merciful help of Master Li, the police vehicles finally left.

On March 29, 2008, my husband, my grandson, and I went to my hometown in Lianzhou. As soon as we left home and boarded a bus, two officers from Jiangbei Station followed us onto the bus. I had a handbag in one hand, and held my grandson with the other hand. I asked the officers, “What’s the matter? I have the freedom to travel. Don’t do bad things!” The police were making calls all the time. I began to shout in the bus, “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!” When I arrived at the train station, dozens of police officers from the train station, the National Security Office, and the armed police department, including plainclothes police, were waiting there to unlawfully arrest me. I went up to the waiting room on the second floor and shouted, “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!” The whole station was quiet. No one said a word. I began to send forth righteous thoughts without a second thought. After a while, over a dozen police from Jiangbei Station came to the second floor and walked by. I continued to send forth righteous thoughts, and had no fear. They didn’t arrest me.

Soon after, officer Li from Jiangbei Station brought someone from the 610 Office and said to me, “This is my boss, Officer Ma.” I replied, “So what? Your boss can ignore the heavenly rules? Your boss can ignore "Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance? Who authorized you?” They returned to the entrance of the waiting room, and they told my husband to follow, as they wanted to talk with him. I immediately stopped my husband, “Come back! Ignore him!” I then rushed to them and said, “I want to take a close look at each one of you. Whoever persecutes Dafa practitioners will be exposed.” The officers began running away to the first floor. I said loudly, “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good! Your kind thought towards Dafa will save you!”

We waited for over an hour before the train arrived. I held my grandson’s hand, and with my handbag in another hand, we stepped downstairs. A police officer offered to carry my bag for me. I refused. After I went downstairs, the dozens of police officers formed three lines. I boarded the train without any trouble, and brought the Falun Gong informational materials to my hometown safely. With faith in Master and in the Fa, there is no barrier that cannot be broken through.

Two fellow practitioners and I went to distribute truth-clarifying materials in 2011, and the 610 Office agents followed us. We were illegally arrested and taken to Shuikou Police Station. The captain of the National Security Office wanted to record my confession. I refused. He said to me, “Officer Qiu is very good. He can fabricate documents without your confession.” Qiu came at noon, and brought two police officers who were tall and strong. They dragged me to a room, and tried to force me to press my thumbprint on a piece of blank paper. I refused to do so. I clenched my fists. They pushed my head to the wall, and used something hard to hit my fist. They attempted to pry open my fist, but they couldn’t. Two officers pushed me to the hall. They cuffed me, and hung the cuff high. Then they cuffed me to the sides of a chair. I felt no pain, and I knew that Master Li was bearing the suffering on my behalf. I once again experienced the mercy of Master Li, as in Master Li’s poem,

“When disciples have ample righteous thoughts
Master has the power to turn back the tide”
(“The Master-Disciple Bond” from Hong Yin Vol. II)

We were sent to Huicheng District Detention Center that afternoon. The police officer and the warden ordered me to follow their instructions and arrangements. I completely negated the orders, and refused to follow them. In the detention center, I practiced the exercises, sent forth-righteous thoughts, and told people the facts every day. With righteous thoughts and righteous actions, I refused to cooperate.

On December 2, I was sent to Sanshui Forced Labor Camp. I was detained in a solitary confinement unit on the sixth floor. They tried to force me to wear the labor camp uniform, but I refused. They called four drug addict prisoners to pin me down, so they could put the uniform on me. They held my hands and feet, and held my hands behind my back. The joints on my arms hurt very much, as if they were dislocated. I lay down on the ground, and asked for Master Li’s help. With Master’s merciful help, squadron leader Huang came later and said it was OK for me not to wear the labor camp uniform. Instead, I wore sportswear from the labor camp. I took a nap in the evening, and got up to meditate. The prisoners who monitored me told me not to meditate. An officer happened to come by, and didn’t say anything, so the prisoners who monitored me let me go. I practiced the exercises and sent forth righteous thoughts. The next morning, another officer took the shift. She asked why I was allowed to practice the [Falun Gong] exercises. The prisoners claimed that I practiced last night, and the other guard didn’t stop me. Then officers Chen and Huang came, and called the prisoners for a meeting. [After the meeting], the prisoners told me that I could practice the exercises, as long as I continued to practice the exercises for three days without sleeping. I asked whether I could use the restroom, and have meals. They said yes. I thought it was a test for me, and agreed. After practicing for one day and one night, Chen and Huang instructed the other prisoners to “correct” my movements. When I was practicing, they pulled my hands here and there. I didn’t realize it was wrong, and didn’t oppose it. Then officer Chen told the prisoners to allow me to do one movement only, and not to allow any other movements.

I felt that something was wrong. They were telling me to change the movements taught by Master Li. I suddenly realized that they were luring me to do something against Dafa! I immediately stood up and said, “Master Li, I was wrong. The evil forces will not fool me. I now understand their evil nature. I’ll practice the five sets of movements that you taught.” The two drug addict prisoners (one of them was called Chen Xiaoman), grabbed me and pushed me hard to the ground. She tore apart a blanket, and shoved it into my mouth so I couldn’t call Master’s name. She used the strips to tie me to the bed frame and broke my tooth. Another officer, the one who didn’t interrupt my practice on the first night, said, “Chen Xiaoman, don't treat her like that. If the forensic experts come, someone will be held responsible.”

Later, they didn’t allow me to sit, or stand, and kept dragging me back and forth. Then seven or eight former practitioners who had turned against their faith came to condemn me, blaming me for “not being compassionate,” and “not listening to them.” The one who was in charge, named Huang, surrounded me with a few others, and wanted me to recite their “incantation” to supposedly “save me.” I sent forth righteous thoughts to eliminate the communist evil spirit, dark minions, and rotten demons that controlled the evil people to persecute Dafa practitioners. I believed that no matter how rampant they seemed to be, a tiny finger of Master Li's would be more than enough to crush them.

I recited Master’s poems,

“Who could fathom the measure of Heaven and Earth?
Yet the Milky Way lies beneath his feet.
Who could grasp the reach of the Cosmos?
Yet the turning Wheel is right in his palm.”
(“Lord of Buddhas” from Hong Yin)

“Every form of travail has he weathered,
Countless the fiends trampled under his feet;
His palm erected, the whole Cosmos shakes,
A grand Buddha stands between Heaven and Earth.”
(“The Awakened One” from Hong Yin)

“Dafa is what you carry everywhere,
Zhen Shan Ren, rooted in the mind;
A great Arhat walks the earth,
Gods and demons fear with awe.”
(“Benevolent Might” from Hong Yin)

I recited again and again. They surrounded me, dragged me back and forth for a few hours, and threatened me, “We will plant truth materials in your son’s home, in your daughter’s home, and your family member’s home. Then we will immediately go search their houses, and imprison them all.” I was not scared. They pulled me, and condemned me for a few hours before leaving.

In the afternoon, officer Zou said to me, “Don’t sit on the ground. It’s too cold.” She was pretending to care about me, but actually she wanted me to follow her instructions by sitting in a designated posture. Such a posture came from another [evil] practice. I said, “I won’t sit in that posture. It is a posture from another practice.” I’ve seen them practicing this posture when I was in the detention center. They left without saying anything. The next morning, they lied to me, saying that there would be sanitation inspection, and they would take me out. Four drug-addict prisoners, a former practitioner who had turned against her faith, Huang (who was in charge), squadron leader Chen, Captain Si, and a doctor, came to take me to the “correction center,” but I resisted. They pushed me into the center. I knew it was their scheme to persecute me. Drug addict Chen Xiaoman told me that the labor camp spent hundreds of thousands of yuan (Chinese currency) to purchase brainwashing equipment. The victims of this brainwashing equipment would lose all memory. I was not afraid at all. Five of them went in, with the doctor and captain Si staying outside. They each had many staff members to try to interfere with me. They didn’t allow me to close my eyes, to prevent me from sending forth righteous thoughts. I stared to the front with my eyes open and kept sending forth righteous thoughts. I recited Master’s lectures, and asked Master to help me. Huang (the former practitioner who went astray) tried to turn on the equipment, but the equipment wouldn’t start no matter what was tried. They went out to report to the police officers. They came back to try to turn it on again, but still it didn’t work. They repeated this several times back and forth. When they returned for the last time, they decided to give up. After struggling for several hours, it was lunchtime. With Master’s merciful help, I battled through another test.

In the afternoon, they brought a TV set, and DVD discs that slandered Falun Gong, including the fabricated self-immolation and the Flushing incidents in New York. I refused to watch it, and kept on sending forth-righteous thoughts. The drug addict prisoner said, “You must see it. You may express your opinion after seeing it.”

After watching it for two days, I said, “These are all lies to frame and discredit Falun Gong, and to deceive the Chinese people.” I said, “The government officials’ houses are not far away from the school. Why were the school buildings destroyed, but the officials’ houses survived the earthquake? Isn’t it obvious that the school buildings are all poorly constructed? How innocent were the teachers and students who died in the earthquake! How can you believe that Falun Gong was celebrating the calamity? As far as I know, many Falun Gong practitioners and their families made donations to help the May 12 earthquake aftermath. Talking about the self-immolation, I pointed to Song who used to practice Falun Gong, and said, “You’ve practiced Falun Gong before. Wang Jindong’s posture of meditation and Jieyin are different from Falun Gong’s posture. Were your postures the same as that of Wang Jindong [when you practiced Falun Gong]? Can’t you tell that Wang Jindong is a fake practitioner?” They were speechless. Squadron leader Chen was watching from the surveillance camera, and called in, “What video are you guys watching? Stop it.”

In the afternoon, they held me down to measure my blood pressure. They claimed that I had very high blood pressure--over 200. I knew it was an illusion. I refused to take any medicine. They broke my front tooth as they force-fed me the medicine. I was force-fed for several days. Squadron leader Chen claimed that my high blood pressure didn’t improve, so she added some capsules to the prescription. I told them, “Those are not high blood pressure pills. My elder sister has high blood pressure, and I know those are not the medicines for high-blood pressure.” I knew these unknown medicines were harmful, and I refused to take them. They pinned me down to force-feed the drugs into my mouth. This lasted for several days. After taking these capsules, my legs were weak, and I felt cold. At 7:00 a.m. the next morning, two drug-addict prisoners took me to the labor camp hospital. In the hospital, squadron leader Chen kept the other prisoners outside the room. The room was full of guards and doctors. They pinned me down and forcibly gave me injections. I was very clear-headed, and knew these injections were toxic and would disable me. I did everything to resist. Many of them held me down, and injected the drugs. A big syringe of drugs was injected into the artery. They lied to me, saying that the injection was glucose. Then they gave me another injection. After the injection, my symptoms became more severe. My whole body felt chilly, and my hands and feet became numb. I had pain in my chest, so much pain that I couldn’t move. I couldn’t walk by myself. When I felt hopeless, I asked Master, “Master, I’m already in my sixties. Life or death, I don’t care. Even if I have to give up my life, I will forever follow you, with no wavering.” Merciful Master saw my solid will, and endured a lot on my behalf. I no longer felt so much pain in my heart afterwards. I could walk a little bit. I still had trouble squatting down in the bathroom, and one foot was still numb.

I was taken to the labor camp hospital again on the morning of December 11. Three syringes of blood were taken from me. They claimed that I suffered from severe diabetes. They took me to Sanshui Hospital for a blood test. In the hospital, I told them I practiced Falun Gong, and told them not to do things recklessly. After a urine test, the doctor didn’t give me an injection. From the sixth floor to the first floor, all the way to the car, I shouted, “Falun Dafa is good. Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good. I’m not a criminal. I’m not a bad person. Please recite regularly, Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good, and your life will be saved at the time of calamity.” When we got to places with crowds, I again shouted, “Falun Dafa is good. Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.”

When we returned to the labor camp, captain Huang told the drug addict prisoners that we already had lunch, and I needed a nap. I knew Master was helping me. After dinner, captain Huang and Chen (who have studied forensics for four years) took me to Sanshui Hospital. Huang told me, “You’ll wear handcuffs now, and will not wear them in the hospital. Don’t shout Falun Dafa is good tonight.” In the hospital, I continued shouting, “Falun Dafa is good. Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” I told the doctor, “I practice Falun Gong. Please do not do anything reckless.” The doctor took an electrocardiogram, and everything looked ok. After returning to the labor camp, I was told to go to sleep. When I woke up, I found four or five people sitting on my bed, with staff from some evil practices.

I thought,

“One would rather not obtain a righteous way in one thousand years than cultivate a wild fox practice for one day.” (Zhuan Falun)

On the morning of December 12, Chen said to me, “You have a life-threatening condition, and need to be transferred to Guangzhou Judicial Hospital.” I refused, and said, “I was perfectly healthy when I came in. Now I've become like this. Return me to my husband and my son.” In the hospital, the doctor told me to cooperate with the treatment, but I refused. They also wanted me to have a test, to take medicine, and wanted measure my blood pressure, but I refused. In the evening, after taking a nap, I immediately got up to send forth righteous thoughts. The two drug addicts in my room pulled my hands to stop me. I didn’t say anything. They threatened to call the police officers to shock me with electric batons. I was not scared. I said nothing, and continued to send forth righteous thoughts. At dawn, I brushed my teeth and washed my face, and continued sending righteous thoughts. The doctor called me, wanting to measure my blood pressure, but I didn’t go. They called me to have a urine test, and I also didn’t go. I kept silent, and didn’t cooperate in any way.

At around 9:00 a.m., squadron leader Chen and captain Huang came from the labor camp. They talked to me, but I didn’t respond, and continued sending forth righteous thoughts. Huang asked if I knew her. I nodded without speaking. They called upon doctors and officers to pin me down to forcibly draw blood from me. On December 16, three officers from the labor camp came to talk to me, and told me to write something, so my family could pick me up. I refused to write anything. They said I could write anything I wanted. So I wrote “I am not sick. No treatment needed.” They said I needed to write, “I want to go home to recover by myself.” I immediately realized that I was wrong. Master Li shall arrange everything of mine. In the afternoon, no one came to pick me up, and I felt relieved.

On the morning of December 20, squadron leader Chen from the labor camp came, and told me to go out. I refused. The director told me to go out again, saying that my family had come to pick me up. I refused to cooperate, and continued sending forth righteous thoughts. Two doctors and two police officers then arrived, and wanted to draw blood from me. I said to them, “Can you ensure my safety in doing so?” They left, and condemned me as they walked away. After another hour, squadron leader Chen came in, “Li Guiying, pack your stuff!” I asked where I was to go. She said it was to go home. At the exit, they wanted me to sign. I said, “Sign what? I didn’t sign when I came in, why would I sign when I leave?”

With Master’s merciful help, I returned home on December 20, and continued my journey to save sentient beings.