(Minghui.org) I was very lucky to have attended a calligraphy and painting exhibition held in Changchun in May 1997 to commemorate the 5^th anniversary of Master Li spreading Falun Dafa. For nine days, over 1,000 works of art were on display. People from all walks of life came to see the exhibition. I was moved by every painting, every cultivation story, and every piece of art. I took many photos of the exhibition. Here are a few of them:

I will never forget one incident that happened that day. There were five halls in the exhibition space. When I was in the second hall, I saw two men holding up a woman who couldn’t walk. By the way, the exhibition was free of charge.

The woman had on a Falun Dafa badge, which indicated that she was a Falun Dafa practitioner. The volunteer assistant in the second hall saw her badge and said, “Since you are a Falun Dafa practitioner, why don’t you walk by yourself?” The woman asked the two men who were supporting her to let go. She then walked, step by step, on her own, to the other side of the room where a photo of Master was hanging. She conjoined her hands and paid her respects to Master with tears in her eyes. Many practitioners in the hall were moved to tears and were very thankful to Master for his compassion and saving grace.

This woman was from Changchun. She’d become paralyzed in both legs due to a postpartum illness after the birth of her third child. She remained paralyzed for 18 years. She started practicing Falun Dafa in January 1997. After cultivating for four months, she was able to stand up. And only just then was she able to walk. Our gratitude to Master was beyond words!

One day as we left the hall, we saw that the sky was full of Falun (law wheels). Practitioners who were unable to see the Falun could see that the sky above the exhibition hall was bathed in red light, like Master mentions in Zhuan Falun.

Several practitioners decided to go to Dalian because we heard that Master had been there. We took the train to Dalian to visit the places where Master had gone. On the train, I took out my photos from the exhibition. A woman with her mother and daughter sat opposite me and looked the photos as well. She actually became dizzy after she saw them.

She picked up a Falun Dafa book that we’d put on the table between us and screamed. She said the “things” in her body felt uncomfortable. We realized that she had spirit possession. We told her about Falun Dafa and let her know that those possessing spirits were harming her, but that they could be suppressed if one practiced a righteous way. She finally understood by the time we all got off at the next stop, and she decided to practice Falun Dafa. She didn’t want those spirits possessing her. She vomited and then recovered. She bought all the Falun Dafa books and was very happy.

Before she left, she said, “That python left me. It said that I was ungrateful and told me, ‘Good-by.’ It always asked me to sing the song from the TV show New Legend of the White Snake for it.”

I thought to myself, “Oh, I heard that Leifeng Pagoda collapsed. The spirit of that snake might have been what possessed her. If it was, I feel very sorry for it.” This thought flashed through my mind. I didn’t realize how dangerous that was.

Several of us female practitioners stayed together in the same room that night. I told them that I didn’t want to go sightseeing and had decided to go to Changchun to study the Fa with practitioners there. As soon as I lay down, a vision of a hideous old woman with spiky white hair standing on a narrow bridge, her ten long-nailed fingers spread out, appeared in my mind. I sat straight up and told he tothers what I’d just seen. One practitioner reminded me to look within to find my attachment. I wondered, “Was it because that I was too attached to going to Changchun, to that environment?”

I used to be very timid, but I became courageous after I obtained the Fa. The Fa is in my heart, and I know that Master is protecting me. I dare to walk at night no matter how dark it is, but this time I was afraid because I didn’t know how that vision came to my mind. I lay down again and said to Master repeatedly, “Master, I am fearful. Please protect me.” Then I fell asleep.

I didn’t sleep soundly. My bed was next to the window, and I could hear the rain, which lasted all night, clearly. One practitioner snored loudly. When I got up, I was surprised to hear the otheers talking about how loud the thunder was. They said it thundered five or six times, and sounded like it hit the window and exploded. They saw a big fireball come into the room. The book Zhuan Falun on the bedside table sent out a golden Falun that swallowed the fireball. I didn’t hear any thunder, I only heard the rain. I was very thankful to Master. I knew that Master protected me.

I took the train to Changchun and leaned back against my seat. Suddenly I saw the old woman from my vision at the foot of a mountain that was so high that I couldn’t see its peak. The old woman didn’t look hideous this time. She had messy hair and looked sad. I suddenly understood that Master had protected me and how profound the meaning of Master’s protection was. I could no longer hold back my tears. I realized what my attachment was. The moment I’d felt sorry for that possessing spirit, it took advantage of my loophole. How dreadful this thought was. But as long as I genuinely believed in Master and the Fa, it was nothing.

We must keep our thoughts righteous. Even if one thought is not righteous, there will be a battle between good and evil. Master then has to exert more effort to protect us. We cannot imagine how much trouble we would cause Master.

Our compassionate and great master has created the best of everything for us. No words can express my gratitude and respect to Master. I must listen to Master, walk every step of my cultivation well, and do whatever I should do well to be worthy of Master’s compassionate salvation and be worthy of this once-in-a-millennia opportunity.