(Clearwisdom.net) One morning at the beginning of August in 2004, after I had just returned home from working temporarily out of town, three policemen took me to the local police station.
At the station, the police not only questioned me but also beat, kicked and cursed me. No matter what methods they used to try to force me to "transform," I only said one word: "Practice!" I remembered Master's words:
"In the midst of great tribulation, one should be steadfast
The will to strive forward whole-heartedly cannot be changed"
("Steadfast," Hongyin II).
No matter what, I will follow Master. My heart is unshakable in practicing Falun Dafa.
That day a policeman wanted to shock me with an electric baton. He ended up shocking himself once, and then the baton lost power.
They saw that using aggressive methods did not work on me and that I was not afraid of them, so they tried using deception. I didn't pay attention to whatever they tried. Dafa disciples don't have the attachment of fear. With righteous thoughts and righteous actions, the power of righteous thoughts becomes even greater. When the police didn't have any other tactics to use on me, they sent me to the county detention center, where I was imprisoned with criminals.
On August 3, 2004, when I walked through the door of the prison, they asked me, "What crime did you commit?" I said, "None. I practice Falun Gong. Our Master asks us to be good people according to the standards of 'Truthfulness, Compassion and Forbearance.' I didn't do anything wrong!" The guards had a criminal beat me. I recited Master's Fa-rectification formula: "The Fa rectifies the cosmos, the evil is completely eliminated. The Fa rectifies heaven and earth, immediate retribution in this lifetime." I told him, "You can't beat me, because I am a Dafa disciple. It is a sin if you hit me!" The tall criminal said, "I just want to beat you." He then kicked me hard without thinking whether it was right or wrong. Amazingly, he immediately screamed in pain and could not walk. He was doubled over from the pain.
I went to help him walk out of the cell. He lowered his head with embarrassment. (He could not walk even by the time I got out of the prison with righteous thoughts.) Other criminals in the prison all said, "Falun Dafa is mysterious!" I then quickly started to tell them the truth about Falun Dafa and the persecution. I realized that I didn't have any freedom when I was imprisoned in the detention center. How could I do the three things well? They must release me without any conditions! So I began a hunger strike.
One day, two days, three days. By the fourth day the guards were scared. When they questioned me, I sent forth righteous thoughts and told them the truth about Dafa. The doctor, who took my blood pressure, found with surprise that it was still normal. I said to Master in my heart, "I must measure myself with Dafa's standards strictly and be a true cultivator of the Fa-rectification period." I continued the hunger strike for six days. On the morning of the sixth day, all the main prison officials came. I told them about Dafa. A responsible person at the prison said, "If Falun Gong can improve your health, then practice it." So they asked a member of my family to take me home.
I left that evil place with dignity.
