(Minghui.org) My 18-year-old daughter practiced Falun Dafa in the park in 1996. She gave me a copy of Zhuan Falun, the main book of Falun Dafa. After reading it all day and night, I realized it was the virtuous Dharma I had longed for. I embarked on the path of cultivation of Dafa from then on, and so did my wife.
We first started a Fa study group at home and then established a practice site in the western half of the city. I am now 88 years old; except for the days when I was persecuted and illegally detained in a forced labor camp, we never stopped doing the Dafa exercises and studying the Fa. We have lived until today only by knowing the truth about Dafa, and with the protection of Master Li (Dafa’s founder).
I was influenced by my parents who worshiped Bodhisattva Guanyin and believed in gods and Buddhas when I was a child. So I also believed in deities. My father was a well-known local philanthropist.
I graduated from surveying school in 1956 and searched for minerals in the pristine mountains of Hainan Island. Once, while leading a group of workers to climb a three-story rock wall, I held on to a branch and bent forward to look down. The branch broke and I fell off the cliff. None of my bones were broken from the fall, while the wood under my chest, that I landed on, was crushed into a pile of sawdust.
My chest was all red from the impact, but there was no pain. It was obviously the protection of gods and Buddhas. Because I believed gods were right above my head, I always did good deeds throughout my life. I had no bad habits, such as drinking, smoking, gambling, or stealing. Basically, I had never done anything harmful to the interests of others.
I was assigned to the surveying department when I was admitted to the Civil and Architecture Technology school. As soon as I graduated, I began to climb rocks and walk in the deep forest of the subtropical mountains. I was exhausted every day, sweating profusely, and suffered from a sore back and a tired body. I felt that heaven was being unfair to me, a young person who was kind and filial. Then I got sick and couldn’t work.
The company laid me off. It was during the time when many companies were streamlining, and there was no formal job to be found. I could only do odd jobs and hard labor.
Because I loved literature and painting, I was called out by the “rebels” and locked up in a “cowshed” during the Cultural Revolution. I was criticized and beaten every day, leaving scars all over my body. I believed that heaven was unfair to me, and I felt wronged and had nowhere I could have redressed my grievances.
After I started practicing Falun Dafa I recovered from my frozen shoulder and tracheitis. Except for two brief bouts of diarrhea, I have almost never suffered from any illness karma in my 27 years of cultivation. Even the mosquitoes did not bite me. I suddenly realized that I must have committed sins and created karma in my many previous lives. If I had sinful karma, then I had to endure hardships, tribulations, and illness to repay it.
None of my parents, brothers, or cousins lived past the age of 70. I am now 88 years old. Others all envy how healthy I am. I am full of energy. It turns out that Master arranged for me to endure great hardships and all kinds of tribulations when I was young to eliminate my karma. No words can express my gratitude to Master.
After I filed a complaint against Jiang Zemin (the former leader of the Communist regime), the police came to my home to verify it and asked me to sign it. I firmly wrote: “We resolutely accuse Jiang Zemin!”
As I rode my bike along the side of the road one day, a car suddenly rushed over from the right side and knocked me over. The driver quickly pushed the brake and didn’t hurt me. When I got home, I found fragments of the car’s license plate in my bike basket.
On another day I finished buying vegetables at the market and hurried home on my bike. Just after I crossed the center of the road, a white car passed by and caught me, carrying me and the bike more than 10 yards. The car stopped after going 50 yards. The young driver ran back and helped me up. His hands were trembling. I said: “I’m fine. You can go!”
Another time, I rode my bike home from the market. The car in front of me suddenly stopped. I tried to dodge the car but fell after feeling a hard push from behind. I saw the front of another car behind me pressing against my back. I wasn’t scared. The shocked vendors on the roadside gathered around and said to me: “Your life was spared. Go home and celebrate.” “You have a good fate. Your ancestors have accumulated a lot of virtue!”
Three kind-hearted women passing by helped me get up and get my bike up. They asked me how old I was and they told me not to ride the bike anymore. I realized it could have been a disaster without Master’s protection. I regretted that I didn’t tell those people, “I am a Falun Dafa practitioner. I was protected by Master and will be fine.”
I loved writing poetry and novels when I was young and then became interested in writing ancient-style poetry after I retired. My published works were quickly recognized by editors and praised by readers. I formed the first poetry club in the city to help young poets with their writing skills. I also used it as an opportunity to tell people the facts about Dafa.
The membership in the club quickly reached 70. The city’s poetry publication promised us a window to publish poems, and we needed to publish at least 50 poems in each issue. I served as the editor and reviewer and had to put in a lot of time and energy. I spent sleepless nights revising manuscripts. In less than two years, my weight dropped from over 140 pounds to less than 120 pounds. My emaciated body looked older, and I was more tired than before.
I used to have fellow practitioners come to my home every day to share cultivation experiences. Now our Fa study group was disbanded, and I drifted away from fellow practitioners. I felt flattered by the people on WeChat who praised the poems I published and expressed appreciation for my revising their works. The desire to seek fame and show off was not contained. I previously had four dreams of flying in the air and seeing Master who was tall and kind. Now I dreamed of walking on high and narrow cliff ridges and would easily fall several times. I also dreamed of walking by a cesspool. It was obvious that Master was giving me hints, but I didn’t pay attention to them.
My youngest daughter was shocked when she saw my appearance. After my daughter’s and wife’s warning, and my studying Dafa, we resumed the Fa-study group. I resolutely gave up being president of the club, quit the poetry club, and stopped writing ordinary people’s articles.
I had fallen so hard. It was Master who used the words of my daughter, wife, and fellow practitioners to warn me, a dying person who was struggling in the sea of suffering for the sake of an ordinary person’s reputation, and pulled me back to the shore with his hands. Practicing Dafa is what I have been waiting for over all my life. I have been practicing with Master for 27 years in this lifetime. I was almost ruined by my attachment to fame, showing off, and comfort. It prevented me from cultivating as when I first started and could have prevented me from achieving fruition. It would have been my biggest regret!
I realized that none of my parents, brothers, aunts, or cousins lived past the age of 70. Yet I am now 88 years old. I am healthy and illness-free, and I can see and hear well. My extended life was given by Master because I cultivate in Dafa. I am determined to give up all attachments that hinder my cultivation, do the three things well, and redouble my efforts to clarify the truth and save people. My body quickly returned to my prior healthy state. I feel comfortable, my face is radiant, my mood is relaxed, and my weight is moving toward normal.
I endured many tribulations and toiled a lot, but I maintained my good nature. This is all thanks to Master’s great mercy and grace. All my troubles were to pave the way for me to heaven. I am determined to give up all attachments to fame, profit, and sentimentality, to practice Dafa steadfastly, and to follow Master’s Fa-rectification process.