China Fahui | Falun Dafa Wins Over People's Hearts
(Minghui.org) I started practicing Falun Dafa in May 1996. I often dozed off the first time I read Zhuan Falun, the main book of the practice, and various scenes were shown to me in my dreams.
I once saw myself sitting on the edge of a giant ship, with my legs dangling off the side. When I looked down, I was stunned. The ship was as tall as a skyscraper. The water underneath looked like a dark abyss. I also dreamed of Master walking towards me and looking at me through my window. He then flew towards the West.
I hadn't decided to start practicing yet, and was confused about what Master said about placing a Falun in practitioners' bodies. Nevertheless, Master started taking care of me. In bed about a month later, I suddenly felt something rotating in my abdomen so strongly that it almost moved my body.
Exclaiming, “Good heavens, this is true! Isn't this a true Buddha coming to the human world?” I jumped out of the bed to reach for my copy of Zhuan Falun.
In another dream, shortly after I started practicing, I was in a packed train car. Master, wearing a white robe, came to me, took me to the conductor's compartment, and asked me to try to drive the train. I looked at Master and said nervously, “I don't know how.”
Master said to me, “Follow the track.” I looked ahead and saw an endless track, as if it would reach the heavens. I later enlightened that I would be able to go home if I followed the track of Falun Dafa.
I was quite diligent after I started practicing. I studied the Fa seriously, and also hand-copied Zhuan Falun. The persecution started when I was halfway through chapter five.
July 20, 1999, was the darkest moment in the history of the universe. An unprecedented battle between righteousness and evil was set into motion in China.
Every project that resisted the persecution was carried out under enormous pressure. No matter how great the pressure, whenever the coordinators asked me to do something, I said, “Of course.” I knew that what they were asking was Master's arrangement. How could I say “no” to Master?
The Police Said I Was Making Sense
I was arrested in a police raid a few years ago. The elderly in my household opened the door, not knowing that the police came very early in the morning. I was still in my pajamas when I was arrested. The two police officers tried to put duct tape over my mouth, and a black cover over my head.
Trying to defend myself, I kicked one of them. He said, “You dare to kick me? I'll teach you!”
They finally allowed me to change into regular pants, after I protested. I was still in my pajama top.
I wasn't afraid, and just thought about how I could help the police officers stop creating more karma for themselves. I said, “Remember, our ancestors talked about karmic retribution being imposed on people who beat and cursed cultivators such as monks and Taoists. You have to treat me well.”
This made them change their attitude.
I was put on an iron chair torture device at the police station, and seized the time to clarify the truth to four young police officers. I talked about the beauty of Dafa, the miraculous health benefits and character improvement, and how it helped people improve themselves.
I told them that the self-immolation on Tiananmen Square was staged to justify the persecution, and that Dafa had spread to many countries around the world.
I talked from morning to past 10:00 p.m. I also related local incidents of karmic retribution. For example, I told them about a local person, who had followed the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) during the Cultural Revolution, and torn down a temple in our area. He later became blind. He knew that it was karmic retribution. To redeem himself, he told everyone his own story and reminded them not to follow suit. Many older people in our area know about him.
“An entire generation of young folks was harmed when the CCP turned them into Red Guards during the Cultural Revolution. The Party is now persecuting cultivators of Falun Dafa. You police officers are ordered to execute a wrongful policy. Think about those who followed the CCP in its political campaigns. Have any of them had good endings? Isn't it a form of karmic retribution?”
I continued, “You think that atheism is the truth. However, why do people in so many other countries, including the former USSR and eastern Europe – former communist countries – believe in God? Only the CCP seeks to control people's minds and doesn't allow us to believe in Buddhas and gods. You think that the millions of Falun Dafa practitioners are stupid and gullible, and that only atheists are smart?
“You are arrogant and reckless in China. But once you step outside of China, you are considered a member of the CCP. You will find that people don't respect you. The Chinese students in America, even the scholars the CCP has dispatched, don't dare to admit that they are CCP members. Isn't this because they know that CCP members are not respected or trusted?”
I told them about the grassroots movement to quit the CCP, and the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party. I suggested in the end, “As law enforcement personnel, if you see that people are wronged but you can't change the policy, you should protect the good people within your influence. You are then acting according to your conscience, and you will be blessed.”
The four police officers listened to me quietly. One said to others, “She is really making sense!”
They asked me to answer some questions. I said that I would only answer, “Falun Dafa is good,” so they put “Falun Dafa is good” as the answer to every question. They said in the end, “We know you won't sign this questionnaire. You don't have to.”
“Heaven Calls for the Disintegration of the CCP!”
The four police officers took me to the city detention center. Two of them were plainclothes officers. They first took me to a hospital for a physical.
I was handcuffed when we arrived at the hospital. I thought that I had to tell the passersby on the busy street the facts. “I usually don't shout, but I have been arrested. There's nothing to be afraid of.”
I gave the police officers a heads up, “I'm going to call out as a form of protesting my illegal arrest. This is not against you, so you should not try to stop me.”
I called out to pedestrians, “The CCP is rotten to the core! Quit the CCP for your own safety. Heaven mandates the disintegration of the CCP! Falun Dafa is good!”
I shouted the same thing again and again, and many passersby stared at me as if they were shocked by my words.
The police were nervous. They had learned the truth, so they didn't dare to beat me, because they didn't want to receive karmic retribution. They only rushed me along. I called out inside and outside of the hospital.
The police said to me, “Okay, okay. Just call out a few times. You don't want to live anymore?” Who else other than a Falun Dafa practitioner would dare to call out that the CCP was going to collapse on a street in China? I didn't stop.
We arrived at the city detention center. I knew that many Dafa practitioners had been tortured to disability and even death in that place. Many non-practitioners were waiting in the lobby for their paperwork to be processed. There was a police officer every 30 feet down the 300-foot corridor.
The officer next to me said, “Don't you dare yell in here.” I started, “The CCP is going to collapse!” He was afraid, “Stop, stop! Or I'll get violent!”
I said, “This has nothing to do with you. Don't meddle!”
I called out my messages as I walked down the corridor. People, including police officers, looked at me in awe. Someone said, “Falun Gong...” One police officer smiled at me, and I sensed his endorsement.
The four police officers were about to leave. I told them, “It was not your decision to bring me here. I don't hate you. However, don't arrest Falun Dafa practitioners who are clarifying the truth. They are saving people.” The one who vowed to "teach me a lesson" when they arrested me at home said, “Okay. Think more about yourself now. I'm worried about you.”
I walked into my cell saying, “The CCP is going to die!” The other detainees who were on lunch break, over 20 of them, all looked at me. I introduced myself and told them the facts for over ten minutes. When I was done, they applauded and said, “Bravo!”
The head of the cell said, “I have been detained here for almost three years. I have heard 'Falun Dafa is good,” but not “the CCP is going to die,” even in front of the police! I thought it had already happened. I'm disappointed that it hasn't happened yet.”
“It is going to expire soon. Don't be disappointed,” I replied.
A young detention center guard talked to me. She was polite and said she knew that Falun Dafa was good. She told me that she would treat me differently, and asked me not to do anything that would put her in a difficult position. I said that I didn't plan to go on a hunger strike, and that I would leave the detention center in my own way.
I saw a bracelet with Buddhist prayer beads on her wrist and said, “You respect the Buddha. Dafa practitioners cultivate Buddhahood. Buddhism talks about predestined relationships. We have connected because of this.” I didn't ask her to do anything for me.
She told the head of the cell after I returned, “From now on, it's OK for Falun Gong [practitioners] not to wear the detainee uniform, recite regulations, do manual labor, or take night duty. They can do their exercises.” The others in the cell gave me a thumbs up.
Several other practitioners were also detained in the same cell. We worked together to help others quit the CCP. Some wanted to hear my callouts, so I shouted again, “The CCP is going to die! This is heaven's mandate! Quit the CCP for your own safety.” Other detainees gave me enthusiastic feedback, “Bravo!” The guard heard it, too, but didn't dare to intervene.
I was happy to learn that my cellmates had abandoned the CCP for their own safety. No police officer dared to beat me. They might have threatened me, but never dared to touch me. When I sometimes passed by their windows, they smiled at me. Some even gave me a thumbs up. I thought this was because they admired Dafa practitioners from the bottoms of their hearts.
Scoundrels Conquer People with Force—Kings Win Over People's Hearts
I was transferred, along with many other practitioners, to a brainwashing center two months later. I clarified the truth to the director. He said, “I know Falun Dafa is good, but now the CCP has this policy of persecution. If you don't 'transform' within a month, you will be put in jail.”
He knew Falun Dafa was good, but he was still following the CCP to do bad deeds. This is not uncommon. People were and are led to the point of no return by committing crimes against Dafa practitioners!
I refused to talk to anyone who had enlightened along an evil path. They soon left me alone.
A woman older than me was assigned to monitor me, and I told her the facts about Dafa. She was very sympathetic. She told me that she worked at the brainwashing center for a paycheck, and that she wouldn't beat anyone.
I told her Chinese traditional stories, which she loved hearing as she knitted a sweater. She said, “How do you know so many stories? You are really talented!” At the end of the month, she lost sleep, knowing that I might be sent to jail. On her own initiative, she discussed my situation with the director.
The director told me, “You are one of the best people I have ever known. It's a pity to put you in jail. I will try to think of something.” He forged a letter from me and was going to release me based on that letter. He showed me the letter and asked me not to tell anyone about it.
I thought that this wouldn't do. It was tarnishing Dafa. So I went to his office. He pushed me out twice. The third time, he took me to a private room and argued with me. He had had political jobs for a long time, and he was using Cultural Revolution reasoning with me, “Maybe one day Falun Gong will be restored. Then all your good years will have been spent in jail, so what? You haven't 'transformed.' I wrote the letter. What are you afraid of?”
I said, “This doesn't conform to Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. It isn't open and dignified.” He got angry, “Kid, I want to slap you! Your crime is 'subverting the sovereign power!' This would have been justification for execution in the past. You might die in prison, yet you are still so stubborn!”
“This persecution is different from the Cultural Revolution. The evil party is fighting with the divine this time. It is going to collapse in on itself,” I said firmly.
My monitor scolded me after I returned to the room, “I know some don't 'transform,' and their families have to pay over 10,000 yuan for the director to do the same thing! Now he is helping you for free, and you won't even accept his offer. You are heading to prison! You're crazy.”
“I'm going to go home,” I replied.
I half-joked, “I'm going to travel into another dimension with my divine power. I'll go home in the blink of an eye.” I really thought I could.
She responded, “This kid is daydreaming!”
I was already over 40 years old, but those older than me often called me “kid.”
My family and fellow practitioners outside of China put in a lot of effort to rescue us. I returned home three months later.
I shouted during a large-scale arrest. So many police officers were there, but none of them dared to touch me. They didn't even dare to curse at me. However, I saw that they were beating other practitioners.
The director of the brainwashing center was a famous villain on the Internet. However, he wanted to protect me. My experience validated that when one lets go of life and death, no one dares to touch her!
Master told us in “Fa Rectifies the Cosmos” in Hong Yin Vol. II:
“Mercy can melt heaven and earth into springRighteous thought can save people of the world”
Through our interactions, the brainwashing center director experienced a Dafa practitioner's truthfulness and compassion.
The CCP "buys" people, but it doesn't win people's hearts. Dafa practitioners display righteousness and compassion. It wins over people's hearts.
The ancient Chinese talked about this. I summarized it as “scoundrels conquer people with force; kings win over people's hearts.” The CCP is a scoundrel party that rules by coercion. Falun Dafa, with Buddha's immense grace and people's hopes, is the king that saves sentient beings.
I have written about my positive experiences in this article. I still have a lot of room for improvement, which is omitted in this article. I hope that I can continue to sail in the Dafa boat and save more sentient beings.
Just as Master said in “Stirred by Reflection,”
“Righteous thoughts each step of the way,Divine beings are present in this world.When they return with full bounty,The multitude of gods shall receive them.”
Thank you, Master! Thank you, fellow practitioners.