(Clearwisdom.net) My name is Xiao Xuan. I was diagnosed with bone cancer in early 2007. My family took me to Beijing for medical treatment and spent all of our savings. The cancer wasn't cured, and my health condition even worsened. After I returned home, I was very lucky to start Dafa cultivation practice. My health condition became better and better, and I finally went back to school.

After I entered high school, I spent a lot of time studying for the courses at school, with very little time spent on studying the Fa. When fellow practitioners came to study the Fa with me, I studied the Fa with them very perfunctorily, not seriously at all.

While I was walking on campus one day at noon, without any previous symptoms, my legs suddenly hurt so much that I couldn't walk. I didn't remember I was a Dafa practitioner, and I asked my classmates to take me home.

My bone cancer recurred, and my family was very worried. They wanted to take me to Beijing for medical treatment again. Even my mother, a practitioner, began thinking that maybe I should go to the hospital. I thought about the extremely painful treatments. Even then, I didn't remember that I was a Dafa practitioner. I didn't have righteous thoughts, and I even complained, asking why such things were happening to me, saying I was so unlucky. When I looked up at the sky, it was gloomy.

That night, my mother brought Dafa books to me. I resisted looking at them. I was complaining in my heart, “Because I have studied Dafa, why do I still suffer from this illness?” I was so disappointed and sad, and I cried hard. I completely gave up and let the evil take advantage of me. My legs became more and more painful, and I felt worse and worse.

The next morning, it was still very gloomy outside. Two practitioners came to my home. My head felt very heavy. I kept my head down and didn't say anything. The practitioners talked to me and asked me if I had done anything wrong that was being taken advantage of by the evil.

I began looking within and found several problems. First of all, after I entered college, I joined the Communist Youth League. Although I was forced by my teacher to do so, I didn't clarify the truth to them. Secondly, I had placed study and grades as the first priority, and Dafa second. When I studied the Fa, I didn't put my heart into it. I was often distracted by many other things, and I totally forgot that my life was bestowed by Dafa. Last but not least, I had too much sentimentality for my classmates, and I liked to watch TV and read magazines published by the regime.

After I found my problems, I started studying the Fa with fellow practitioners and sending forth righteous thoughts together with them to eliminate the evil's persecution. Afterwards, my legs didn't hurt as much. When I looked into the sky then, it was blue and very beautiful. Encouraged by the practitioners, I went outside to distribute some truth-clarifying materials. That night, my legs no longer hurt.

Under Master's revered protection, I became healthy again. I admitted all my mistakes, and I saw Master smile at me.

When I thought about this tribulation several days later, I felt it was like a dream. Although it lasted for only one day, through this I gained some new understandings about Dafa, and I am so grateful for great and revered Master.

I would like to share my story with all the young Dafa disciples. We should never, ever forget about Dafa, and we must always put Dafa in the most important place. We are the most fortunate beings to have become Dafa disciples. We should cherish this precious opportunity to cultivate Dafa.

These are some of my understandings. I welcome fellow practitioners to point out to me anything that is inappropriate.