(Clearwisdom.net) I was fortunate enough to attend Teacher’s Fa lectures three times, and even today, Teacher’s voice and smile, the touching stories, and all the small details are still vivid in my mind. During the many years that have passed since then, my memories of those fortunate experiences and Teacher’s unforgettable graciousness have encouraged me to always advance on the road of cultivation. I now write to share my memories with my fellow practitioners.
I first obtained the Fa in Changchun City, Jilin Province on June 25, 1993. After arriving in Changchun, we were told that Teacher was holding the fifth Fa-lecture in the auditorium of the Jilin Provincial Communist Party Committee. However, the tickets were all sold out. We also were told that Teacher would give one introductory lecture at Jilin University, so my companion and I attended that lecture. At the lecture, the more I listened, the greater I felt Teacher was and the better the Fa was. I told my companion, "I must attend the Falun Gong lectures." He replied, "But it is very difficult to get tickets." I said, "Don’t worry."
After Teacher finished his lecture, he went to a break room backstage. I do not know where I found such strength, but I just climbed up on stage and ran to that room. I entered and saw Teacher smiling at me as if he had anticipated my coming. I said to Teacher loudly, "Teacher, I have come from the Qingdao area. I will no longer attend [a certain qigong master's] qigong class. I hoped to attend your lectures, but I don’t have tickets." Master said with a big smile, "You can ask our staff to take care of you."
Right upon exiting, I saw a person walking towards me, beaming, so I told her, "I want to buy a ticket." She immediately replied, "I have an extra ticket here. You can have it." I thought that it was utterly amazing. How did she know that I needed a ticket? Why did I know to go to her for tickets? Then I felt a warm feeling throughout my body -- it was unbelievable.
At the lectures, I saw that students had come from all over China and packed the auditorium. Teacher announced, "Attention please, our staff members. Students have come from everywhere in China to this lecture. You should treat them as you would treat your parents and siblings. If they have problems, please help them out." Hearing this, I felt very warm in my heart.
During the lectures, the more I listened to Teacher’s teachings, the greater I felt Teacher to be and the better the Fa, so I decided to cultivate in Falun Dafa forever. I wanted to go through the kowtowing formality and ask Teacher to accept me as a disciple. From that day on, I sought an opportunity to do that, but I never found one. On the last day, I told two companions, "Tonight we must invite Teacher for the kowtowing formality. If we don’t do it tonight, we will never have another opportunity." The three of us waited outside the auditorium for Teacher after the lecture. Teacher came out, followed by many other students. We followed Teacher, too. We walked all the way to the back entrance of Victory Park, but the idea of carrying the kowtowing formality never came to my mind. Teacher said, "When you return, you can teach other people to practice Falun Gong. You can teach anyone." Teacher also asked us to raise the level of our xinxing. While listening to Teacher, I sensed electricity flowing through my entire body, and I felt warm and fortunate.
The second time I listened to Teacher’s lectures was at the auditorium of the Reception House at Kenli County, Shandong Province, on the day after the Chinese New Year, 1994. Teacher stayed on the first floor and students stayed on the third floor. It was New Years Day and it was very cold outside. Because the auditorium was in very poor condition, we wore heavy jackets and still felt cold. Teacher only wore a black leather jacket with a washed and mended blue thin wool sweater underneath. During Teacher’s lecture, one woman did not understand Teacher’s Fa and started walking out while saying bad things. I told my companion, "You see, I guarantee that she will not leave. The Fa is so great that she cannot really leave it." And exactly as I predicted, she did not leave. Instead, she sat at the back of the auditorium and listened until the end of the lecture. At the beginning of the lectures, attendees only filled one-third of the auditorium. But more and more people kept showing up. Later, not only was the entire auditorium filled, even the corridors were packed with people.
Teacher was concerned for all the students attending the lectures. He was concerned that we might not be able to stand it when he purified our bodies, so he told us to hang on. During those few days, there were long lines waiting to use the bathrooms. Almost everyone had diarrhea or body purification symptoms to a certain extent. After I finished the exercises, there would be two dirty puddles with bubbles beneath my feet.
I remembered that during a lecture break, I was fortunate enough to sit next to Teacher. As excited as a child, I told Teacher, "Teacher, now I can see you clearly. When you were giving the lecture at the stage, I sat far away and could not see you clearly." Teacher kindly said, "Take a good look at me." Teacher was very easygoing, not snobbish at all. Teacher’s face was rosy, he had smooth skin and such a special, indescribable charisma, and he was really handsome. I then told Teacher, "After leaving Changchun City, I missed you every day, and I would feel you watching me from three feet above my head." Teacher said, "Actually, I was always with you."
One day, the lecture staff members came to the third floor and told us, "Teacher will be coming to see you in a few minutes." The whole floor was excited. Then Teacher arrived. We clapped our hands so loudly, but still could not express the excitement in our hearts. After inviting Teacher to sit down, we all rushed to tell Teacher what we had experienced and learned during the lectures. We took turns taking pictures with Teacher as the camera kept shooting. After a while, the practitioner who took pictures said, "Why can I no longer push the camera button?" Teacher said softly, "There is something on my head." A student had accidentally put his hand on top of Teacher’s head. He hurriedly removed it, and then the camera started working again.
At the conclusion of every lecture, students from all over the country would ask to take pictures with Teacher. So quite often students formed groups by regions. But before they gathered everyone from their region, they invited Teacher to join them. Students from another region saw that the first group didn’t have all their people, so they would invite Teacher over to their group. As a result, Teacher was invited here and there and kept waiting for students. I felt very sorry for Teacher. However, our great Teacher was still smiling and waiting for students, just like a loving father cherishing every child. At one point, I said to Teacher, "I have a little request." Teacher said, "Please say it," so I continued, "Teacher, you are too busy and exhausted from the lectures. You have only a two-day break between the lecture sessions. I want to ask you to extend your break a bit longer." At that time, the lecture session at Kenli County had not finished, but people from other regions had already come to invite Teacher. Benevolent Teacher held my hand and said, "Do not worry about me. I can stand it." I used both of my hands to hold Teacher’s hands in return and a strong electric flow went through my whole body. I felt very fortunate. Ordinary people could never experience this kind of good fortune. And during the more than ten years that have since passed since then, those nine words that Teacher said to me have keept echoing in my ears, encouraging me to walk firmly on the cultivation path.
The third time I attended Teacher’s lecture was at Huangting Gym in Ji’nan City, Shandong Province on June 25, 1994. About four thousand people attended the lecture, and it was very hot at the time. A lot of students kept flipping fans to cool down. Teacher said, "Everyone, how about putting down your fans? This is a problem of comprehension." After putting down our fans, we felt cool air flowing through from our feet to the rest of our bodies. In such hot weather, our great Teacher did not drink a single drop of water during the entire lecture. Instead, he only thought about the students. Teacher endured such hardships and cared so much for his disciples. The time I spent with our benevolent Teacher was truly unforgettable.
I also want to share with our fellow practitioners a miraculous story of Dafa. The big evil head of the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) lost his conscience and started an evil persecution against Dafa on July 20, 1999. He sent a lot of police to illegally arrest Dafa practitioners and compel them to turn in all Dafa books. During that cruel persecution, people from my workplace and residence management committee kept coming to my house asking me to turn in my Dafa books. Because of the evil propaganda on television and in the newspapers, my husband was frightened and wanted to turn in all our books, but I refused. He started to try to compel me every day (now he is very regretful for the mistakes that he made against Dafa. He has come back to Dafa and done what a Dafa practitioner should do.). And after three days, I unwillingly turned in the books because I also held the attachment of fear. But I decided that I must keep one copy of Zhuan Falun – the ladder to heaven, since I could never give up Dafa.
While they were not paying attention, I took a copy of Zhuan Falun and put it into my chest. Afterwards, I used plastic bags to wrap it up eight or night times, and then put it at the bottom of a wood shavings pile in an unused room. I thought, "This book will not get wet even if there is flood." I was very sure about it. Shortly afterward, there really was a flood in our house. Water was waist-high in the courtyard and about two and half feet high in our rooms. The wood shavings pile was under water too, except for the very top.
After the flood, I did not think that the Dafa book would be wet, but I still wanted to move it to a different place. When I went to the pile to search for the book, my hand touched a hard object at the top, and as I pushed the wood shavings aside, I saw Zhuan Falun right there, not wet at all.
How could this be? I clearly remembered that I had put it at the bottom. How did it move to the top? At that time, I was not so enlightened, so I only felt it to be quite miraculous. Now I understand that Teacher was watching over me. Teacher did not want to lose me as his disciple. I was so excited at that time that I cried. My heart filled fully with appreciation for Teacher. With Teacher’s help, I obtained all the Dafa books again within a short period.
Another thing I want to say is that I have attended three of Teacher’s lecture sessions. Each session had ten lectures, and I spent 90 yuan in total. When I attended other qigong lectures before, one entry ticket would cost 120 yuan. However, the Chinese Communist Party-controlled media slandered Teacher, saying He was "giving lectures to gain unfair profit." It was such a shameless lie on their part.
I am thankful for Teacher’s enormous and powerful graciousness and the benevolent and life-saving Dafa of the universe. Through their kindness, I, a person lost in the human world, have understood so many mysteries, and I now have the chance to return to my original, true self as a life of the new universe. I will cherish this once-in-a-million-year opportunity and follow Teacher back to my origin.
