(Minghui.org) During the peak of the Chinese Communist Party’s (CCP) persecution, family-run material production sites were set up. When we filed lawsuits against former CCP head Jiang Zemin who initiated the persecution of Falun Dafa, our coordinating practitioner was too busy to take care of everything. With compassionate Master’s help, I helped to organize and print fellow practitioners’ complaints by using the template on Minghui.org. Throughout the process we discussed our cultivation experiences and cooperated to mail the complaints against Jiang to the Supreme People’s Procuratorate and the Supreme People’s Court, which signed the certificate of delivery. Local practitioners cooperated and improved as one body, and sent strong righteous thoughts. No practitioner who filed a complaint against Jiang in our area was harassed by the CCP officials or police. [Excerpt from this article]

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When the persecution began I weighed less than 100 pounds and rode a bike carrying truth-clarification materials that were heavier than me on small country roads. When I pushed the bike up hills it felt as though the heavy load on the rear of the bike was pulling it down. I tried my best to hold the handlebar and I asked Master for help. I safely brought the truth-clarification materials home every time.

I often coordinated with another practitioner to deliver the truth-clarification materials to people’s homes at night. One cold night and under dim moonlight, as soon as I entered a narrow alley, two big Tibetan mastiff dogs rushed out of a half-open door toward me. My mind froze. I waved my hand holding the materials and said softly, “Go back!” The two dogs turned around and did not bark.

I was not afraid at that moment, but after I walked out of the alley I was terrified. I was still shaking when I met up with the other practitioner. She held my hand and said, “Don’t worry. We have Master by our side!”

Once the practitioner and I went to hang truth-clarification banners along a highway, I was more than six months pregnant. When we saw police car flashing lights coming toward us from a distance, we quickly slid into the ditch beside the highway. She lay on top of me to hide me. We smiled after going home safely. She said, “I was silly and totally forgot you are pregnant. I just wanted to make sure you were safe. If I was discovered, you would have been found too.” After I laughed, there were tears in my eyes because she was so unselfish.

During the peak of the Chinese Communist Party’s (CCP) persecution, family-run material production sites were set up. When we filed lawsuits against former CCP head Jiang Zemin who initiated the persecution of Falun Dafa, our coordinating practitioner was too busy to take care of everything. With compassionate Master’s help, I helped to organize and print fellow practitioners’ complaints by using the template on Minghui.org. Throughout the process we discussed our cultivation experiences and cooperated to mail the complaints against Jiang to the Supreme People’s Procuratorate and the Supreme People’s Court, which signed the certificate of delivery. Local practitioners cooperated and improved as one body, and sent strong righteous thoughts. No practitioner who filed a complaint against Jiang in our area was harassed by the CCP officials or police.

When a hearing was held for a practitioner who was arrested and detained, a coordinating practitioner asked the lawyer to talk to the judge to allow other practitioners to be present as family members in order to send forth righteous thoughts nearby. The lawyer went to the detention center to talk to the judge. Six practitioners accompanied the practitioner’s 80-year-old parents and checked in with our real names at the guard gate. We sent righteous thoughts and walked into the detention center. We asked around to find out which building the hearing would be held in. Amazingly, we passed the guarded electronic gate and entered the hall to send righteous thoughts.

An official-looking person came in about 20 minutes later and yelled, “Who let you in here? Get out!” We did not move. He then shouted at the guard, “Who allowed them to come in?” The guard rushed in and was criticized by the person. The guard looked at us and then pushed us out.

The guard cursed at us in front of the gate. I told him calmly, “Don’t be angry. The relative who’s incarcerated is a good person and didn’t commit any crimes. Look at his elderly parents.” Before I finished talking, the guard stopped cursing and walked to the shade beside the building. He lowered his head and stood there silently.

During the peak of the CCP’s persecution, family material production sites were set up. With a practitioner’s help, I also set up a family production site. I didn’t know anything about computers.

A practitioner who had computer skills had to leave home to avoid the persecution. He taught me some basic computer skills including how to hold a mouse and how to use a keyboard. Before he left he told me to practice. I did not remember anything after he left except how to turn the computer on and off. I didn’t dare touch it and I felt anxious.

One day at work, I overheard the manager criticizing a young man. The manager said if the young man went out to play games until after midnight again, he would be dismissed because if he didn’t get enough sleep it was dangerous to operate the machinery. As soon as I heard he knew how to operate computers, I asked him, “Who taught you how to use a computer?” He told me proudly, “You don’t need to learn computers. Just play around with it and click the mouse. Don’t worry. You’ll become an expert.”

I didn’t understand what he said. But I tried and clicked everything. My fear lessened and I could use the mouse. I finally took the first step.

At first, producing materials wasn’t easy. Although the practitioners at the technical forum provided support, I didn’t have any knowledge of computers and I couldn’t understand some terms. I did not know English except for the alphabet. Thus I just copied and guessed at the operation while following the technical instructions.

When I reached a barrier, I even thought of quitting. “After pressing a certain key, I heard the birds chirping. Then I pressed that next key.” These words encouraged me to not give up. Those words are from a sharing of an overseas senior volunteer practitioner who participated in a project, which was short of technical persons when the persecution began. The senior practitioner didn’t know English or have any technical skills. She placed notes on wall and followed them.

To reduce the burden on the technical practitioner, other practitioners who can access the Internet decided to learn some skills including computer systems and how to install programs and do some basic maintenance. A senior practitioner who only went to school until the third grade during the Cultural Revolution almost forgot Chinese pinyin not to mention English. We studied together and shared using both English and Chinese. For example, the technical practitioner said enter “N” in English and then press “enter.” When the senior practitioner operated, she would say “n” in Chinese pinyin. She pronounced the alphabets in Chinese pinyin. We translated it into English and then pressed the corresponding key.

This senior practitioner later became skilled in downloading from the Internet, printing materials, burning CDs, computer system installation, and basic maintenance of computers and printers.

During the COVID lockdown loud speakers broadcast notices every day. People dare not go out and talk to others. I knew people were in danger. I recited Master’s teaching, “Dafa disciples are the sole hope for people’s salvation.” (“The Only Hope,” in Hong Yin III). I struggled in fear. The year before the pandemic, the CCP officials held a meeting in my city. I was monitored for 24 hours a day for an entire week. There was a surveillance car in front of my building every evening. The whole neighborhood knows I practice Dafa. There were 13 surveillance cameras in my neighborhood of six buildings.

The neighborhood gate was guarded and outsiders were hard to get in. Distributing information materials in the neighborhood would mean that it was done by me. I studied the Fa and sent forth righteous thoughts. Finally my righteous thoughts from the Fa overcame my fear mentality. I distributed materials to all the doors of the neighborhood. No matter how harsh the lockdown, fellow practitioners delivered Master’s new articles and shared information in wisdom.

Recalling my cultivation journey I realized that I became broad-minded. I went from being from selfish and indifferent to becoming courageous and responsible. I used to be a coward. All these changes are not solely from our efforts; Master helps us. The reason that we can do what everyday people can not is because we have Master and Dafa. We are lives created by Dafa and we are assisting Master in Fa-rectification.

(Selected submission for the 22nd China Fa Conference on Minghui.org)