(Minghui.org) I started practicing Falun Dafa in 1997. Prior to this, I was desperately ill and tormented by a dozen different diseases. I was pale and skinny then.

After I start practicing Dafa, I cherished the book Zhuan Falun. I read it whenever I had time and often had tears running down my face as I read. All my diseases disappeared in less than a week after I obtained the Fa.

I do the exercises every morning regardless of how busy I am. I also study at least three lectures of the Fa every day. I am 59 years old now, but my face glows and I have few wrinkles. People say I look like I'm in my 30s.

Remembering What Master Teaches

Jiang Zemin, former head of the Chinese Communist Party (CCP), started to persecute Falun Dafa on July 20, 1999. I held the firm thought that I would cultivate to the end and that no one would ever be able to harm me.

At that time I was still working. I commuted for more than an hour to work, and I read Zhuan Falun as soon as I boarded the bus. I read one lecture on my way to work and another on my way home. The bus was always packed, and sometimes people asked me what book I was reading. I told them it was Zhuan Falun and told them the facts about Dafa and how I benefited from it. I still read the book on my commute when the persecution was severe.

I went to Beijing and Tianjin on business trips in 2003 and 2004. I read Zhuan Falun regardless of whether I was on a plane, train, or car. I always remembered what Master said: "Dafa is what you carry everywhere." ("Benevolent Might” from Hong Yin)

I went out to do the exercises with other practitioners in 1999 and was arrested. I was detained for five days. I had sewn a small pocket inside my winter coat to put a small copy of Zhuan Falun, and I was wearing that winter coat when I was arrested. Since I had the book with me in the detention cell, I would read whenever I could. I read the Fa during the day and did the exercises every evening during the five days in detention.

One day I was taken to the interrogation room. There was a row of instruments of torture behind me. A police officer yelled at me and told me to take off my coat. At first, I was afraid they would find my book. When I gave it a second thought, I knew I would be fine with Master's protection.

I took off my coat, folded it naturally, and hung it on the back of the chair. I sat down with a smile on my face. The guard had a very thick belt in his hand. He played with it, snapped it, and observed my expression. I was not afraid and kept smiling. I felt I was like a stone statue that nobody could move. I told them the truth about Falun Dafa and how I benefited from it mentally and physically. Nobody touched me.

During those five days, different guards tried to persuade me to write the so-called “guarantee statement” to give up my belief. They threatened that they would not release me if I did not write it. I clarified the truth each time and told them I would continue to practice cultivation. In the end, they gave up and released me. When they released me, they said, “If it is good, then practice at home.”

Clarifying the Truth

Master asked us to clarify the truth and save people, so I made truth clarification a part of my daily life. I told the facts to everyone in my life.

I renovated three apartments, two for my own home and one for my younger brother. I handled everything, from purchasing the materials to the renovation. As I did, I clarified the facts to everyone I met. I carried all the materials, sand, concrete, etc., from the ground to the fifth floor by myself. Sometimes I had to carry bags weighing upwards of 80-90 lbs. I sometimes had to do it several times in a row without a break. At times my legs felt weak, so I recited, “Falun Dafa is good. Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” I was able to climb the stairs again after that.

Sometimes my younger brother came and helped. It was difficult for him to carry even one bag of materials upstairs. The neighbors laughed at him and said he was weaker than me, his sister, who was a small woman. My brother said, “My sister is not an ordinary person!” I took this opportunity to tell them the truth about Falun Dafa and to help them withdraw from the CCP and its affiliated organizations.

One time when we were unloading sand, my brother accidentally gouged my right eye with his spade. It hurt so badly, I almost fell down. I immediately said aloud, “Falun Dafa is good!” I stood up straight after I said it twice. My brother saw that my eyeball was protruding, and the tile worker told us to call an ambulance.

I pressed against my eye and said I would be fine. I continued to carry the sand upstairs as if nothing had happened. My eye was really fine right away, and there was just a little bit of bruising. The tile worker didn’t believe what I had told him before the accident. After he witnessed this, however, he withdrew from the CCP.

Once I clarified the truth at a farmers market with another practitioner. The other practitioner clarified the truth to a man who was riding a motorbike. The man started to curse and said, “The CCP gives you food; how can you be against the CCP?” He chased the practitioner from one end of the market to the other end and kept cursing. In my heart, I begged Master to help save this man.

I approached him and said, “Brother, would the CCP give you money if you didn’t work? The CCP does not operate the factory; it does not farm; it does not do scientific research. Where does the CCP get the money for itself? It is using your money to support itself.”

He agreed. I took the opportunity to tell him the truth about Dafa. He withdrew from the CCP.

Eliminating Attachments

My son once signed a guarantee for his friend to borrow more than 100,000 yuan. In the end, his friend skipped town without paying him back. So the lender told my son he had to make good on the debt his friend had incurred.

At first, I thought it was so unfair for my son. After I read the Fa, though, I understood that everything has a cause; there must be gains and losses. So I pinched and scraped and paid back the money for my son.

My son's friend returned but refused to reimburse my son, and he later went to the United States. In total, he only gave my son 10,000 yuan. Through this incident of loss, I abided by a practitioner's standard and let go of my attachment to benefit.

My husband's brother had nowhere to live after he divorced. We let him live in one of our apartments. The first year he paid us 300 yuan in rent, but then never paid us anything for the next 10 years. He even rented our apartment out once and kept the money himself.

We asked him to vacate our apartment when our son was getting married. He didn’t leave until we paid him 18,000 yuan a year later. I still behaved in accordance with the Fa principles and let go of attachment to benefit, despite all the pain that arose during the process.

Once, I prepared some truth clarification materials with another practitioner. We folded flyers and inserted them in periodicals. The practitioner said I wasn't folding them properly. I felt I was wronged. Out of spite, I told her to do it herself. She made a mess and blamed me for not giving her the correct amount. So I found the missing flyers for her, and then she said I had no patience.

I started to look inward, and I saw why nothing went right this time. I found my attachment to reputation. I was against being criticized, was eager to defend myself, was opinionated, and looked down on the other practitioner. I sent forth righteous thoughts to eliminate those attachments. Everything went well afterward.

I know I still have a lot of attachments. I will study the Fa more and save more people. I will eliminate all my attachments and follow Master home at this final phase of Fa-rectification.