(Minghui.org) I started to practice Falun Dafa in 1996 and lost my job and cultivation environment when the persecution began in July 1999. However, I firmly believed from the bottom of my heart that Falun Dafa is a high-level Fa and never wavered in my belief in Dafa's principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance.

I didn’t realize that the persecution was the old forces interfering with the Fa-rectification and simply believed that it was a test in our personal cultivation. By studying Master Li’s new articles and lectures, I gained a better understanding. Master asked us to step forward to clarify the truth, not acknowledge the persecution, and awaken the conscience of sentient beings, so I began to collaborate with fellow practitioners to do this.


I was arrested in 2017 and detained for half a month. I was a little downhearted but still clear in my mind that I should fulfill my age-old vow to help Master save people during the Fa-rectification period.

I was arrested again for distributing Dafa informational materials last year. I told the officers in the police station about Falun Dafa and the movement to quit the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) and its youth organizations. Only one of them was willing to listen to me. I thought it might be because my level was not high enough or the other officers were too deeply poisoned by the CCP's lies and propaganda that they were not receptive.

The instructor at the police station wanted to video me and use it as “evidence.” I told him that I would not cooperate and that my refusal was good for him. He placed the materials they stole from my home on the floor and told me to point at them so he could take a photo. I still refused. He threatened me, saying, “I will get you sentenced to from three to seven years!”

I replied, “What you said doesn’t count. Only my Master’s choice will count!”

The instructor told two young police officers to take notes on what I said and that I would be released if I signed them. I saw that all their notes slandered Falun Dafa and were not what I said. I flatly refused to sign and told them, “Falun Dafa is the righteous Fa that has been spread to over 100 countries and regions around the world!”

I was taken to a detention center the following day and held for 13 days. Agents from the 610 Office and police station came a few times and tried to force me to tell them where I got the materials and the names of fellow practitioners and to write the three statements.

I told them that I would practice Falun Dafa until the end and that the materials were all downloaded from the Minghui website. I said, “I have the right not to answer your unreasonable questions. If you still have a conscience, you would let me go home to take care of my mother!”


I was later sentenced by the county court to one year and was held in the county detention center for the whole term.

During that time, I was given terrible food and little of it, but I didn’t complain and didn’t hate the people who worked in the public security, procuratorate, and the court who put me here. I felt sorry for them and hoped that they could understand the truth.

Master said,

“Imprisoned as you are,don’t be sorrowful or sadCarry on with righteous thoughts and actions,and the Fa is with youCalmly reflect on the attachments you haveRemove your human thoughtand evil will naturally die out”(“Don’t Be Sad,” Hong Yin Vol. II)

By reciting the Fa and looking inward, I realized I had loopholes in my cultivation that had been taken advantage of by the old forces. But I felt that Master was still protecting me and often gave me hints to keep my faith strong.

I was eager to read Master’s new lectures. Whenever fellow practitioners sent me clothes, I searched them carefully. I knew that someone would try to pass me Master's lectures.

Days later, I held the clothes and shook them again. A napkin dropped out. I opened it and saw Master’s poem “Steadfast” in Hong Yin Vol. II. I read it again and again and was greatly encouraged.

When the court delivered the verdict to me, I wrote on it, “Practicing Falun Gong is lawful. The persecution is illegal.” I gave my statement and appeal to the person who’d delivered it.

Fulfilling My Vows

When I was imprisoned, I was still a bit fearful. I was afraid that the guards and inmates would not understand me when I clarified the truth to them. However, I managed to break through this fear. I did the exercises every day, and none of the guards or inmates tried to stop me.

Master said,

“You play the leading role in this period of history, and the existence of everything at present, whether it be evil or the upright gods, has to do with you. It is walking straight your path that is most important. In the final time, the evil’s factors will dwindle, circumstances will ease up, and the world’s state of affairs will change, but never will the path that you are to walk straight change.” (“Walk Straight Your Path,” The Essentials of Diligent Progress, Vol. III)

I began to tell the inmates about quitting the CCP, the Youth League, and the Young Pioneers. Some listened to me and believed what I said, but none of them quit the Party during the first 11 months. I continually adjusted my cultivation state and strengthened my reciting the Fa and sending righteous thoughts.

Master saw my heart to awaken their consciences and strengthened me. About three weeks before my release, eight inmates in my cell quit the CCP on the same day.

One day, a drug dealer who was sentenced to life in prison was about to leave the detention center for prison. He said in front of all the inmates in the cell, “Falun Dafa is legal.”

The next morning, he found the growths on his hand had all disappeared. They had tortured him for over 10 years and were extremely itchy, but they disappeared overnight.

He shared this miracle with the inmates. I said to him, “This is all because of your favorable remark about Dafa, so Master Li blessed you!”

He was happy to hear that, and the inmates were convinced that Falun Dafa was good. One of them said, “Please help me quit the CCP. Don’t forget! Please make sure to do this for me!” He repeatedly reminded me not to forget. I promised that I would absolutely remember it. Seven other inmates also quit.

Tears welled up in my eyes and I felt Master’s boundless compassion. I shouted in my heart, “Prison walls cannot limit the magnificence of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance!”