(Clearwisdom.net) Tension built in China prior to the persecution, which began on July 20, 1999. Jiang Zemin and his regime slandered Falun Dafa and defamed Master using a variety of means.
Dafa practitioners were not permitted to appeal at local offices, and many traveled to Beijing to appeal. The July weather was extremely hot in Beijing when several practitioners and I went there. I asked directions from many people and finally arrived at the State Council Appeals Office before 9:00 a.m. Plainclothes agents from the 610 Office arrived and demanded to know my personal information. As soon as they knew that we were Dafa practitioners and came from a province in northeast China, they pulled us out of the line and ordered us not to appeal. We didn't comply. The other practitioners told the officers that Falun Dafa was good, and how they had mentally and physically benefited from Dafa practice, and that we must clarify the truth for Master and Dafa. The officers tried to convince us by treating us to a meal and talking with us, but we still didn't listen. They told us of the orders from above - that all Falun Gong practitioners who came to Beijing to appeal would be fired from their jobs as soon as they returned home. The 610 Office agents told us to go back and let the local appeals offices solve the problem for us. We told them the reason for coming to Beijing was that the local offices couldn't help with our problems.
The office clerk handing out registration forms at the reception desk treated the petitioners rudely, shouting at them over the loudspeaker and cursing at them. Sometimes he purposefully made things difficult and didn't hand the practitioners a registration form. The plainclothes officers who came from different provinces to block petitioners dragged them out of the Appeals Office.
When it was finally my turn after a long wait, the official refused to give me the form and he said in a loud voice that I should fill in the same form with other practitioners. I explained to him that I didn't know the other practitioners, that we came from different towns and work places, and I showed him my ID card. The communist party stipulated that three people or more would be considered a petition group, and after the petitioners returned home, they would be arrested and detained. The official still refused to give me the form, but upon our insistence he finally allowed two of us to complete one form. After we handed him the form and our ID cards, he yelled at us, saying very loudly, "We are going on our lunch break now. Falun Gong people, come back after two o'clock in the afternoon!"
We were called in at three o'clock in the afternoon. One of the other practitioners got into the room first. I stood outside another room and looked inside. A young female official immediately shouted at me, "What are you looking at? Get away!"
When it was my turn, the middle-aged official recorded my name and address with a sullen expression on her face. She ordered me to "talk about the general idea." I said, "Our Master asked us to be good people, according to the principle of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance." She retorted, "Isn't the communist party also asking you to be a good person?" I continued telling her of my much-improved health since I began Falun Gong practice, and that I didn't feel tired after doing a lot of work, as well as how much in medical fees I saved the country. I told her of these and other benefits that the practice brings to the country and her people. She didn't record anything I said but urged me, "That's enough. Just go to the hospital when you are sick." I told her the reason people started practicing Falun Gong was to resolve their health problems when the hospital couldn't cure their illnesses. She replied, "There are so many hospitals. If one can't cure you, why don't you go to another one? If the government doesn't allow you to practice Falun Gong, why do you still practice it?" I wanted to say few more things, but she said, "We're done, you can leave now." Since she was driving me away, I had to leave the letter of appeal and walk out of the office.
The Office of Letters and Appeals was completely different from the way the Party presents it to the public in their propaganda. The official version is grossly deceptive, "The Appeals Office is the window for us to serve the people." This deceives the petitioners and all Chinese people.
After we left, the plainclothes officers asked us again where we were going next. We told them that the official in the Appeals Office didn't let us tell the facts and didn't record our words, so we would go back home. The persecutors said happily, "That's right! Go back home and report your problem to the local offices." They followed us until we left that street, and then they turned back.
Several of us practitioners returned home together. When the train passed Jinzhou City, we suddenly saw many colorful Faluns of different sizes flying all over the sky. This lasted for two hours. We knew Master was encouraging us, and that we had done the right thing by going to Beijing. Although the officials didn't listen to us, we planned to go back and do it again.
When I was studying the Fa on the balcony the second day after my return, I suddenly saw a Falun emblem appear on the wall that consisted of many other Falun. All the Falun's were rotating very fast, and changed the combinations and formed different emblems. It was so beautiful. When I fully opened my eyes, it was colorless. And when I looked at with my eyes half closed, it was transparent and yellow. I later found that wherever I went, I could see the Falun emblem. The more I looked at it, the bigger the Falun emblem became, as it was hanging before my eyes.
After the persecution began on July 20, 1999 we made six banners using yellow cloth with red characters reading "Falun Dafa," and "Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance," and went to Beijing again to validate the Fa. But because I had many attachments, the evil took advantage of my loopholes. I was detained and persecuted for many years. Even today I keep tripping over myself when I move forward. Every time I fell down, however, revered Master always helped me to stand up. The evildoers once said that I may have long-term paralysis, but strengthened by Master, I am now alright.
We can never repay Master's infinite grace. I must assist Master in Fa-rectification, save sentient beings, and return home with Master.
