China Fahui | Everything I Have Is a Gift From Master

(Minghui.org) During a Celebration of Life banquet, an elderly man from my village asked me out of the blue, “Do you really practice Falun Dafa? Why don’t you tell us the bad things you’ve done?”

I was confused and asked, “What are you talking about, Sir? What bad things? Please tell me.”

“You stole your father’s corn. Why don’t you tell us about that!”

I poured him some tea, filled up his wine glass, and told him, “Sir. You may say whatever you want but I am a Falun Dafa practitioner. I try to always tell the truth, strive to live up to the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, and be a good person. If I stole something, I’d admit it. If I didn’t, I didn’t. But really, I didn’t steal anything.”

At another gathering just a couple of weeks later, the same villager praised me, saying, “You have a heart of gold. You’re as simple as a flower. Your mind is straightforward like an alleyway without the slightest bend.”

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I practice Falun Dafa, and I live in a rural area. My wife and I took up Dafa cultivation in 1997, and we’ve practiced for 28 years. I would like to share some of my cultivation experiences with Master and fellow practitioners.

Regaining My Health

A few Dafa practitioners from the county seat came to our village in October 1997 and held a class to introduce Falun Dafa, by showing videos of Master’s Fa teaching seminars. I had severe stomach problems at the time and sought treatment everywhere. I tried traditional Chinese medicine and even folk remedies, but nothing worked. Although I suffered a lot from my ailment, it was not the reason why I took up Dafa cultivation—I just knew Dafa was good.

Shortly after I started practicing, all my health issues went away. I had noticeable sensations when I did the exercises. While holding the Law Wheel during the second exercise, I felt like I was levitating and my toes barely touched the ground.

Master said,

“If all of your body is opened well, you will feel as if you are being lifted up, like levitating off the ground.” (Lecture Eight, Zhuan Falun)

I felt that the energy circuits in my body were opened, and my body was light and free of illness. It was such a wonderful feeling.

Studying the Fa, Spreading the Fa, and Improving My Character

When I first took up Dafa cultivation, I was very excited and eager to study the Fa. As a farming family, we always had a lot to do to grow crops and raise livestock. To get things done quicker, I skipped and sprinted instead of walking. I tried to save as much time as possible, so I had more time to study the Fa and do the exercises.

When I finally saved enough money from selling tree seedlings, I bought a tractor. I used it to take practitioners to the surrounding counties, farmers’ markets, town fairs, and villages to tell people about Falun Dafa. I strove to live up to Dafa’s principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance and be a good person.

During a “Celebration of Life” banquet, an elderly man from my village asked me out of the blue, “Do you really practice Falun Gong? Why don’t you tell us the bad things you’ve done?”

I was confused and asked, “What are you talking about, Sir? What bad things? Please tell me.”

“You stole your father’s corn. Why don’t you tell us about that!”

I poured him some tea, filled up his wine glass, and told him, “Sir. You may say whatever you want, but I am a Falun Dafa practitioner. I try to always tell the truth, strive to live up to the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance, and be a good person. If I stole something, I’d admit it. If I didn’t, I didn’t. But really, I didn’t steal anything.”

At another gathering just a couple of weeks later, the same villager praised me, saying, “You have a heart of gold. You’re as simple as a flower. Your mind is straightforward like an alleyway without the slightest bend.”

A contractor from our village won a government project laying cables along the inter-provincial highway. He needed help digging trenches near the entrance of our village and recruited me. After we dug a trench that was one meter deep and 10 meters wide, a villager came up and asked for my shovel, wanting to fill the trench back up. I didn’t give it to him, so he started cursing and insulting me.

I didn’t let it get to me. When the contractor told me to beat him up, I chuckled, “If I did, wouldn’t my cultivation all be in vain?” I found out later that the guy lost some goats so he was depressed and got drunk. That explained his bad behavior that day. I was glad I stayed calm and didn’t argue with him. I knew I passed a test.

Clarifying the Truth In Earnest

The Chinese Communist Party (CCP) banned Falun Dafa and launched a nationwide persecution in July 1999. I started clarifying the truth about Dafa in earnest. I rode my motorcycle to the surrounding areas to distribute fliers and post banners to let people know that Dafa is good. I did this day after day, rain or shine. I can’t even count the times I’ve slipped or tripped and fallen down on these trips over the years, but strangely, I never experienced any pain.

A group of us went to Beijing to petition the central government for one year. After we returned, the village Party secretary called us to his office. Three police officers from the township joined him and beat us. The village officials stood there and watched, but none of them dared to say anything. The deputy police chief made me sit on the ground and slapped me on my left cheek, then my right cheek, then the left, until he eventually got tired and stopped. I didn’t feel any pain. I knew Master must have endured it for me.

After the new year, we went out at night and posted banners that read, “Falun Dafa Is Good” at different spots throughout the village. A villager told me, “Someone posted computer-generated Falun Dafa banners all over the place. It can’t be you—your handwriting is not that neat.” But it was my handwriting. I was pleased that he thought it was neat. We sometimes went out early in the morning, and sometimes late at night, to distribute Dafa fliers and post banners.

I once spray-painted the message “May Heaven Eliminate the CCP” on an electric power pole in a neighboring village. It’s been there for years now. People post ads on the pole, but nobody puts their ads over the message.

One time I saw a wall full of pictures of the CCP’s leaders in a village and decided to do something about it. A practitioner and I went there one night and painted over the pictures. The villagers later demolished the entire tiled face of the wall.

On the day of the Moon Festival one year, I wrapped up the day’s work in the fields and went home. I didn’t make dinner as I wanted to head out early to distribute truth-clarification fliers in a neighboring village. When I got there, I saw many villagers out and about in the village center and the streets to enjoy the cool evening air. I thought, “There are way too many people around to distribute fliers right now. It would be great if it rained so they’d all go back inside.” Sure enough, in just a short moment, it started raining. The villagers dispersed and I was able to cover the entire village quickly.

When I got back home, my parents had already made dumplings and were waiting for me to start dinner. As long as we keep Dafa and saving people in mind, Master will arrange everything perfectly. Thank you, Master!

Cultivate Diligently and My Entire Family Benefits

It’s been more than two decades since the persecution started. We’ve gone from a one-speed bicycle in the early days, to a tractor, then a motorcycle, an electric bicycle, to the electric cars we have now as our method of transportation for spreading the Fa and clarifying the truth. We’ve traveled thousands of miles.

We’ve taken practitioners to many villages near and far to clarify the truth and covered more than 70 farmers’ markets in the region. We shared the truth about Dafa with predestined people and offered them the opportunity to be saved by Master. Besides working in the fields and taking care of the crops, my wife and I spend all of our free time doing the three things that Master asks of us.

I have one son and two daughters. When my wife and I started practicing Falun Dafa, my kids were still in elementary and middle school, and they practiced with us. Although they didn’t persist, all three of them have been supportive and often donated to our truth-clarification material production site after they started working.

When my daughters were pregnant, both had ultrasounds showing the baby was sideways. But when they went into labor, both babies turned head down and the births went smoothly.

My son has a good job working for a big company and earns a hefty annual bonus of 100,000 yuan. He bought an apartment and a car for my wife and me. We live comfortable lives and don’t have to stress over money at all.

When the persecution first started, my wife and I were targeted by the authorities for our beliefs. Our home was ransacked, and all our cows and pigs, and our tractor were confiscated. To avoid further persecution, we left our hometown and became displaced. True, we’ve lost a lot due to the persecution, but Master has given us far more.

As farmers, we would have never been able to afford an apartment and a car by simply working our small plot of land. But my wife and I were the first ones in the village to obtain these things. Our son bought them for us, but I knew they were arranged by Master.

A villager who has learned the truth about Dafa told us, “You guys have been targeted for practicing Falun Gong all these years, yet you still do way better financially than anybody else. Your kids are so good, and all three are successful. They live in big cities, have high-paying jobs and bought apartments and cars. They are doing really well for themselves. Even your crops do well.”

I know that all of it, everything I have, is a gift from Master. I am eternally grateful to Master.

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