(Minghui.org) I would like to share my experience of resisting the persecution in a detention center and a prison in Beijing with fellow practitioners. As I suffered, Master endured too much for me. In the most evil environments, as long as we firmly believe in Master and the Fa we can overcome tribulations.
In 2005, more than 20 plainclothes officers from the police station rushed into my home and forced me into a black car. I thought, “I am a Dafa practitioner, I only listen to my Master, and I must not smear Dafa.” I firmly believed that I was not guilty and that Dafa is the best. I kept shouting, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good! Master Li Hongzhi is the best! Global public trial for Jiang Zemin!”
I erected my palm and sat in the lotus position, shouting non-stop. They took me to a detention center. When they saw that I wouldn’t get out of the car, a few people came up and carried me into the detention center. During the first month of illegal detention, whenever we were let out for exercise I shouted, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good! Master Li Hongzhi is the best! Global public trial for Jiang Zemin!” I let go of my voice and shouted, and it felt really earth-shattering.
I was later taken to the Beijing Second Detention Center. I was still firm in my heart, sat in the lotus position, erected my palm, and continued to shout, “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good! Master Li Hongzhi is the best! Global public trial for Jiang Zemin!” I was detained for two months. When the police interrogated me, before they asked me anything, I would keep shouting these four sentences, and they had to end their interrogation.
They were going to send me back to the first detention center. Four policemen were outside, and one of them pushed me. I fell. The policeman asked me, “Why don’t you shout?” I asked him, “What do you want me to shout?” The police said, “Don’t you know what to shout?” I then woke up and shouted the four sentences again. I was later detained for more than a year.
During the detention, I kept doing the exercises and clarifying the truth to the people around me. I told them that the “Tiananmen self-immolation” was a hoax. I asked everyone around me to recite “Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!” When we were let out for exercise, I kept shouting the four sentences so that everyone present could hear what I was shouting about.
No matter how evil the environment was, I was still firm in my heart, shouting the four sentences.
More than a year later, I was wrongfully sentenced to five years and imprisoned in Qianjin Prison in Tianjin. I shouted as soon as I entered the prison, and they put a motorcycle helmet on my head and pushed me into a confinement cell. I was pushed to the ground. The captain of the prison team asked me, “Who are you, what is your name, where are you from?” I thought, “I didn’t commit any crime, and I can’t cooperate with him.” I said, “I am a Dafa practitioner, I have not committed a crime, you are persecuting me, you are committing a crime.” He left in a daze.
I was forced into shackles and handcuffs that weighed more than ten pounds. I wore them for four years. I was in solitary confinement all the time.
In the solitary cell, I recited the Fa in my heart for a long time. The solitary cell was less than 22 square feet, and I sat on a broken board on the ground. Four inmates watched me. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t do the exercises, and I was not allowed go to the toilet freely, because I was restricted by them. I went on a hunger strike, because I knew I had not committed a crime.
They took me to the infirmary and force-fed me with a savagely high-concentration salty water. I thought to myself, “I am not guilty. None of this persecution will work on me.” I was not afraid, and my heart was very firm. I shouted, “I am a disciple of Li Hongzhi. I don’t want any other arrangements. I don’t acknowledge it.” They didn’t dare to force-feed me the salty water after they heard this, and they ended it in a hurry. After being force-fed the salt, I didn’t feel thirsty. The evil persecution was dismantled. I continued to go on a hunger strike to protest the persecution. I was often force-fed. Although I don’t know what was poured into me, the things that were poured into me had no effect.
The inmates who monitored me were going to persecute me, so I continued to shout, and they stopped. The evil persecution was dissolved again. I was not beaten. I also told them about Dafa. They all understood and stopped persecuting me.
The long-term solitary confinement caused me to have a lot of bedsores, and the heavy shackles and handcuffs caused the flesh of my ankles, neck, and wrists to become rotten. I still have obvious scars. At that time, I was not afraid and only had a firm thought. With Master’s compassion and blessings, I didn’t feel that the wounds were very painful. Master endured the karma for me. Thank you, Master!
After being locked up in solitary for a month, the prison guards failed to “transform” me, so they planned to send me to the intensive training team. I knew that it would be a more terrifying place, and my heart was moved, which made me develop fear. I begged Master in my heart, and suddenly many small one-foot-sized golden Buddhas appeared in front of me, countless, flying around in front of my eyes. I had never seen or dreamed of any miracles. Master showed me a miracle and encouraged me to move forward when I was feeling that things were the most difficult. I was extremely grateful to Master in my heart. I was so emotional that I shed tears of gratitude. Only one thought was left in my heart: “I am here for Dafa, I want to validate Dafa in this most evil place!”
They escorted me to the intensive training team. I kept shouting those words. The captain greeted me and said while smiling, “Don’t shout.” They sent me to a cell with five people, which was a little easier than solitary confinement. No one was watching me, and there was no brainwashing. I could take a shower occasionally. I knew that Master was helping me. Thank you, Master!
Half a year later, I was sent back to the prison’s first team. I was locked in the solitary cell again. One inmate was assigned to watch me. I was shown brainwashing videos from time to time. I watched the “self-immolation” video and found many loopholes, so I told them about the illogical parts of the video, and they all understood. They were afraid that I would talk too much, so they didn’t let me watch the video after that. They also showed me fake scriptures. Their fake scriptures were all about mixing parts of Master’s new scriptures with fake ones to create fake content. I only read the real teachings, and rejected the fake content. In the solitary cell, I continued to go on hunger strikes. I firmly recited the Fa loudly. I recited Master’s poem “Visiting Sun-Moon Pond” from Hong Yin. The guard learned it from me and asked me to teach him a few times.
I finally walked out of prison in a dignified manner. After returning home, I studied the Fa seriously, looked inward when conflicts occurred, and cultivated myself. I feel like I’ve improved a lot.
Looking back now on the four years that I was illegally imprisoned, I’ve realized that as long as we firmly believe in Master and Dafa, there is no hurdle we can’t overcome. Looking inward, I found that I had yet to eliminate many attachments back then. Some of them were still very strong, such as combativeness, having a lustful mind, and harboring resentment. My understanding of the Fa was not clear enough. My cultivation was not solid enough. Some of my cultivation was superficial. But even so, Master still endured so much for me and helped me break through in the most evil environment.
I am grateful to Master for silently taking on so much that I cannot even imagine. I have nothing with which I can repay Master, so I can only strive forward vigorously and try to live up to Master’s expectations.