(Minghui.org) I came to know Falun Dafa through my sisters in 2003. At that time, I had heart disease, high blood pressure, and trigeminal neuralgi, which nearly cost me my life.

I saw miracles of Dafa demonstrated by my sisters, as they greatly benefited from the practice over the years. I especially witnessed the miraculous effects of Falun Dafa in getting rid of diseases and helping people keep fit.

I was plagued by various diseases and wanted to have a healthy body too, so I entered Dafa cultivation. After I started studying the Fa, I felt everything around me change; the sky was different, and the ground looked different too.

I became very large, as if I was no longer in this dimension; I was isolated from everything in this world. Words can’t express the grandeur, it was so beautiful. I felt every day that Master Li was pulling me up and sending me forward; each day was different.

As I continued to practice, I understood the deeper content of Dafa. This cultivation opportunity is so precious!

Whenever I put down the bookZhuan Falun, I couldn’t help but hum the songs composed by Dafa disciples. I felt joy from the bottom of my heart. But I also felt regret that I hadn’t obtained the Fa earlier.

Setting up a Materials Production Site

Four months after I began practicing Falun Dafa, a veteran practitioner took me to a cultivation experience sharing conference. This was my very first time attending a conference like this.

I was very excited since I had never seen so many practitioners before, nor had I ever heard of cultivation experience sharing. I listened attentively to how other practitioners maintained their strong faith in the face of such a severe persecution.

Practitioners outside our county brought in three printers, which might have been ordered in advance. However, one of them was no longer needed because the practitioner who wanted the printer could not be reached. The practitioners and coordinator in our area were very worried.

I didn’t know where I got the courage at that time, But I said, “Can I take it to my house?”

The veteran practitioners all looked at me, surprised. Since then, I have been working on making truth-clarification materials, and walking on my own sacred path of helping to save sentient beings.

Master said,

“If you can do it, you may continue your cultivation. If you cannot do it or cannot practice cultivation, from now on you can forget about practicing cultivation. Except for demons that will deceive you, nobody else will teach you, and in the future you will not be able to practice cultivation.” (Lecture Eight, Zhuan Falun)

I said to Master, “Master, I can do it, I can cultivate. Please protect me. No matter how difficult and dangerous the path is, I will do it. I know that you took me out of hell, cleansed me, and gave me the best in my cultivation of buddhahood.”

There were spies pretending to be practitioners in our area in 2004, which led to some practitioners being illegally arrested. Some were persecuted to the point of having to become homeless, and all the larger materials production sites were destroyed.

A practitioner who did technical support, and was forced into homelessness, asked me to take charge of producing all the materials in our county. I agreed, and we became very busy, especially when Master’s new lectures were newly published. We printed day and night!

I was very excited at seeing golden light emanating from the piles of lectures on the table. They were printed with my own hands, and I was surrounded by boundless joy and glory!

Words could not describe how I felt; I didn't feel tired at all.

Taking a Stand against the Persecution

I was arrested and imprisoned in the infamous Hubei Province Labor Camp in 2008, because of slacking off in studying the Fa, and a strong attachment to doing things.

On the second day in the labor camp, I was put in the “intensive transformation” section. During the daytime, I was forced to watch videos slandering Master and Dafa. At night, I was forced to write reflection papers that slandered Master and Dafa. I refused to do, so I was beaten and tortured by the officers and inmates. The methods of torture were brutal, and there was nothing too evil they would not do.

The summers in Hubei are very hot. The hotter the weather was, the more we were forced to walk with military postures on the drill grounds under the sun.

One of the practitioners who was detained with me was beaten so terribly that she lost the ability to walk. Another practitioner was tortured to death a few days after being admitted to the Hubei Province Labor Camp.

A practitioner once told me the title of a poem in Hong Yin, so I wrote it down on my hand, but this was later discovered by an officer.

In order to beat me, they sent me back to the cell. The head inmate (a drug-dealer) and other inmates tortured me like crazy.

My blood pressure went up, my hands became cold, and I lost consciousness. I was taken to the hospital and stayed in the intensive care unit (ICU) for seven days. I was again arrested and sentenced to forced labor for two and a half years in 2012.

When the doctor examined me at the detention center, I told him the facts about Falun Dafa.

When the accompanying police officer stepped out to handle the documents for putting me into the labor camp, I took the chance to immediately tell the doctor the facts about the persecution of Falun Dafa practitioners.

I said, “In order to complete the quota stipulated by their superiors, the police arrest Falun Dafa practitioners to make up that number. You must not cooperate with them. It is not good for you or your family.”

The doctor said that he got it. When the police officer came back, the doctor said, “Tell us all the diseases you have, and they will take you to the hospital to have you checked out.”

That meant that if I had many diseases, they would release me. I told him about all the diseases I had in the past.

When I got to the hospital, I started calling out, “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!”

They took me from one department to another, and I continued, “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!” wherever I went. I also clarified the facts to the patients I met, as well as all the people I met on the different floors.

I said, “Now the police officers do not arrest those who kill, set fires, embezzle, or steal, because they don't care. Instead, they focus on persecuting good people who are honest, compassionate, and tolerant.”

I held firm to my faith and told myself, “This is not where I should stay. I am going to save sentient beings outside the labor camp. My mission has not been completed yet.”

Soon afterward, I showed symptoms of health problems. I had bleeding in my lower torso, high blood pressure, and heart disease. I was sent to the labor camp three times and was refused admittance each time.

I walked out of the detention center in five months with Master’s protection and the cooperation and help of practitioners and family members.

I told the inmates the facts about the persecution and persuaded them to quit the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) and its affiliated organizations. Fifteen people agreed to quit the CCP.

One Thought Changes Everything

I was caught by the police when I was distributing truth-clarification materials on the eve of the 2013 Chinese New Year. I was taken to a police station.

I had more than ten periodicals in my backpack, and the officers each took a copy. They asked my name, but I didn't tell them. I only told them the facts about Dafa.

At that moment, a thought suddenly struck me, “Never allow evil beings to make sentient beings commit crimes against Dafa.”

I quivered all over, and repeated it, “Yes, no evil is allowed to make sentient beings commit crimes against Dafa!”

The whole situation changed just because of this thought, which was for the sake of the officers.

The head police officer on duty came in and said, “You can go now. Where do you live? We will drive you home.” I told him I could go by myself. I then thanked him and wished everyone good luck.

It took half an hour before I left the police station for home. If Master hadn’t given me this righteous thought, the consequences would have been bad.

Since that day, I have removed my resentment for the police officers. It is obvious that they are all sentient beings, and are worthy of being saved.

No matter how long or dangerous my cultivation path will be in the future, I will continue to practice Dafa to the end.

I will do my best to do the three things well as Master requires. I am determined to go home with Master!