The Most Impressive Thing

(Minghui.org) I’m in my seventies and have been practicing Falun Dafa since 1997. Over the years, under Master’s protection and compassion, I have steadily validated Dafa by continuously telling people the truth about Dafa and spreading its goodness.

I spread the word mainly by distributing truth-clarification materials. I have walked through nearly every community and street in the city where I live. For so many years, I have never paid attention to sensitive dates. No matter how much interference there has been, it has never affected me.

In 2001, I heard that the persecution of Dafa practitioners in Beijing was extremely intense and brutal. Some practitioners had stopped distributing materials. I had a righteous thought, “I am not afraid! I want to go to Beijing to distribute materials and help Master save people.”

My son was working in Beijing, so I went to stay with him once a month, and brought truth-clarifying booklets and CDs with me to distribute in the city. My son was renting and often moved from place to place. For safety reasons, I distributed the materials near his previous residences. I kept this up for nearly eight years, until he got married and no longer needed my help.

Many miraculous things happened during that time. I would like to share the one that impressed me the most.

I remember it was March 5, 2003, and the opening day of the “Two Sessions” (the National People’s Congress and the Chinese People’s Political Consultative Conference). I wasn’t aware of this back then and took a long-distance bus to Beijing that morning with two large bags. One bag contained food and daily necessities for my son. The other was filled with materials, including CDs of the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party.

Everything went smoothly when I boarded the bus, and no one checked my belongings. But after we departed, I overheard a passenger saying, “Inspections in Beijing have been very strict lately. Today is a special day, so they’ll be even stricter.” I asked what day it was and someone replied, “The Two Sessions!”

I became nervous and wanted to get off the bus, but we had already left the city and were on the highway, so it couldn’t stop. With no other option, I began sending forth righteous thoughts. I cleared my mind of all distractions and focused only on that. I did this for about two hours. I could feel that the righteous field was very strong, and I had no human thoughts.

I got off at the China World Trade Center in Beijing and planned to transfer to the subway to reach my son’s place. But I couldn’t find the subway entrance. Carrying two large bags, I walked back and forth three times but still couldn’t locate it. I was confused, but later realized that Master was protecting me because the subway stations were under very strict surveillance that day.

Not knowing what else to do, I walked to a nearby bus stop. Although more than a dozen police officers were stationed there, none of them paid attention to me, and I was able to board the bus without any issues.

Once on the bus, I noticed that every stop was heavily guarded by police, with more than a dozen officers at each one. I kept sending righteous thoughts throughout the journey, and when I finally got off the bus, the officers at that stop were surrounding a motorcyclist. With righteous thoughts, I passed by them smoothly and arrived safely at my son’s place. I distributed the materials in Beijing, and after the Two Sessions ended, I returned home safely.

The following year, my sister took the same bus to Beijing during the Two Sessions. Her bus arrived two hours late. She recounted, “Because of the Two Sessions, all long-distance buses were stopped and inspected at every station and checkpoint. They were especially checking for Falun Dafa practitioners.” That’s when I realized how Master had protected me.

During my visits to Beijing, I often went to Tiananmen Square to send righteous thoughts. I once bought a ticket, entered the square, found a quiet spot, and sent righteous thoughts for half a day. On another occasion, after my son moved to a place near where Jiang Zemin (now deceased, and former Chinese Communist Party leader) lived. I went there almost every day to send righteous thoughts in order to disintegrate the evil factors.