(Minghui.org) Due to poor health that began in childhood, I experienced a lot of pain growing up. I tried different treatments in both Chinese and Western medicine, including various folk remedies, but nothing helped, and I lived in misery.

After I gave birth to my child, I experienced postpartum hemorrhage and developed mastitis, which made my life even more miserable. I went from hospital to hospital and felt that living was worse than death.

One day in 1996, while chatting with my mom, she told me about a practice called Falun Gong. She was new to it and couldn’t explain it in detail, but she repeatedly said that it was very good. Mom said the practice teaches people to be good and kindhearted, and that we should not hit back when others hit us or talk back when scolded, and that we should always consider others.

“Well, I can do this,” I said to Mom, and I bought the book Zhuan Falun.

Since childhood, I often wondered where human beings came from and where we went after death, especially after my father passed away. Zhuan Falun answered all my questions, and I couldn’t put the book down.

Not long after, I developed a sudden fever, and afterward, I felt as if I were reborn because all my health issues disappeared.

Around 2004, I traveled to Hong Kong with a tour group. Our first stop was Victoria Peak, offering a panoramic view of the entire city. It was getting late, and when our bus approached the tourist spot, I saw some truth-clarification display boards that local practitioners set up. I walked over and had a brief chat with one of them. Afterward, I picked up a copy of the Epoch Times and left.

When we got back on the bus, the tour guide said, “Did you see Falun Gong? They are paid to be here.”

“Are you sure?” Someone asked.

“Yes, positive.”

Since Falun Gong was a very sensitive topic, there was no further discussion. I was sitting at the very back of the bus and thought: Master, I must awaken this tour guide.

A little later, the tour guide picked up the microphone and informed us that we would have dinner first, and then proceed to a hotel. She then started assigning people to their hotel rooms. Finally, she said to me, “The two of us will share a room, okay?”

“No problem,” I said with a smile.

In the evening, while I was reading the newspaper in bed, she took out a cigarette and asked, “Do you mind if I smoke?”

“Not at all,” I said.

“I saw you talking with a Falun Gong member today.”

“Yes, I was,” I replied. She seemed to want to say something, but stopped.

“Well, I’m going out for a while, and I could be back rather late,” she said.

“No worries. Take care and be safe.”

In the remaining days, she became friendlier with me because she could sense my kindness and understanding. She talked openly about the difficulties and worries young women like her face in life. I didn’t ask any questions, just listened carefully and offered some advice when I thought it appropriate. She always agreed with what I said.

Sometimes, after our daily activities, the two of us would take a short walk nearby and buy some snacks for our evening chats. Whenever she wanted me to accompany her somewhere, I always went along, and gradually the two of us became friends. She would talk to me about anything.

I had a lengthy talk with her the night before we left Hong Kong, during which I shared how I obtained Falun Dafa and how the practice transformed me into a new person with good health and high morals. I also discussed the declining morality in society and how Falun Dafa has spread around the world. I told her that Master Li has never asked us for anything but a pure heart, one that benefits others.

Master Li gave me wisdom and courage, enabling me to explain things to her from various angles and help her see through the lies told by the Chinese Communist Party (CCP).

“So many people have been deceived by the lies and slander. If they don’t know the truth, they might face elimination in the end. Tourists from mainland China are lucky to be able to learn the truth here in Hong Kong. As a tour guide, it’s okay if you don’t say anything and just let people make their own judgments, but if you say something untrue, wouldn’t that be helping a tyrant do evil? Of course, you are also a victim of the CCP’s lies, but those who believed what you said and formed a negative attitude towards Falun Gong might suffer utter ruin in the end.”

My words genuinely shocked her.

“Please, big sister, I really didn’t know anything about Falun Gong, and all I knew was what others were saying.”

“I understand. Don’t worry. Master Li would not blame you because you are also a victim of the lies. I’m a Dafa disciple, and what I have told you is the truth. If you can use your job to guide people to learn the truth at the tourist spots, that would be an act of immense virtue.”

I could feel that she was deeply touched. It was almost 3:00 a.m., so I recited the poem “An Upright Person” from Hong Yin and we went to sleep.

The next morning, after we had freshened up, she said to me, “Big sister, I want to quit the Communist Youth League.” I assured her that I would help her quit the organization online. She then said, “Could you send me the poem you recited last night? I want to read it often.”

Our tour ended, and we waved goodbye to each other. Watching her walk away, I thought: She may have waited for tens of thousands of years to learn the truth.

Dafa practitioners are one body. When I see fellow practitioners dedicating themselves to helping people learn the truth in Hong Kong, Taiwan, South Korea, Japan, Europe, and North America, I always feel like crying and truly admire their dedication. We are not doing this for ourselves; it is an act of compassion to cultivate in Dafa.