(Minghui.org) After I started practicing Falun Dafa in the spring of 1999, I experienced many positive changes. Before I began practicing, I was selfish and afraid of suffering losses. I was also plagued by many illnesses.
I have seven siblings, and my health was the worst. By the time I was 47, I had so little energy I could barely climb onto my kang (a heated bed made of bricks). I relied on medication and injections to survive. Our family had little money, and my husband resented me because I was always sick. To ease the financial burden, I suggested we divorce and our daughter stay with me and our son with him.
Just as our family was on the verge of collapse, I went to my younger sister’s home. She encouraged me to practice Falun Dafa. I was initially reluctant because I was busy working, taking care of the children, and farming. My sister handed me the book Zhuan Falun and said, “Falun Dafa can help resolve illnesses and improve one’s health.” I accepted it, and my husband took me home.
When I came home, my daughter told me that our two ducks were sick. The children brought them to me. I put one pill into each duck’s mouth and said, “Put them aside—live or die, it’s up to them. Even people don’t know their fate.” I washed my hands, climbed onto the kang, and began reading Zhuan Falun.
Not long after, my daughter shouted, “Mom, the ducks are better—they can walk and eat!” I responded and continued reading. After I finished, I fell asleep and slept soundly. From that day on, my insomnia disappeared. As I continued studying the Fa and practicing the exercises, all my illnesses vanished. I felt joyous and when I rode my bicycle, it felt as if someone was pushing me from behind.
My mother had spirit possession for many years and became ill that summer. I wanted her to stay with me and study the Fa. My husband and children went to pick her up, but she refused. I then went myself, riding a tricycle. My brother said, “If Mom goes to your place, she must not practice Falun Dafa.” When my mother heard this, she said she would not go. I simply said, “Let’s go,” and she came home with me on my tricycle.
She was very weak and the slightest movement caused her to break into a sweat. After I gave her some food and helped her settle in, I told her about my wonderful experiences after I studied the Fa and practiced the Dafa exercises. I then played recordings of Master’s lectures for her the next day, and her body began to be purified. Three days after she arrived, she even went out in the evening to watch a shadow-puppet performance. She stayed with me for two weeks and by the time she returned home, all her illnesses were gone.
On July 20, 1999, I was watching recordings of Master’s lectures when a neighbor came and told me to turn on the television. I was stunned by what I saw. The Chinese Communist Party (CCP) was broadcasting lies about Master and Falun Dafa. I said, “What they are saying is wrong—it’s not like that at all!” I turned the television off and read the Fa. I continued studying the Fa and practicing the exercises every day.
While I was practicing, my husband once said, “They don’t allow this anymore and you still practice?” I replied, “Dafa is so good—I cannot stop.” I then began to cry. He didn’t say anything else, and I continued practicing every day.
Someone reported me to the school principal. He asked, “The CCP banned this—why do you still practice?” I said nothing and simply persisted. When the principal became ill and could not be cured at the hospital, I clarified the truth about the persecution to him, gave him an amulet, and asked him to recite “Falun Dafa is good; Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good.” His illness improved. One of his relatives was also a practitioner and after reading some truth-clarification materials, the principal returned them to me.
I was later transferred to another school. Because my mother did not persist in studying the Fa and practicing, she passed away not long afterward. The night after she died, I began distributing truth-clarification flyers and posting stickers. On the third day, the principal called me back to work, saying a parent reported me, and he was afraid I might go to Beijing to appeal for our right to freedom of belief. I often clarified the truth to him, and he was supportive of Dafa. When his family members became ill and they could not find me they went to my sister’s home and asked for amulets.
For more than 20 years, I rarely missed sending righteous thoughts, especially in the past seven years. If special circumstances caused me to miss practicing the exercises, I always made it up later. I carry Dafa materials with me and clarify the truth whenever possible. I do not hold notions about the CCP’s sensitive dates and even during the COVD pandemic, nothing restricted me. When my husband and mother-in-law were hospitalized, I brought Dafa books with me and studied the Fa.
My husband and children witnessed the dramatic changes in my health and fully support my cultivation. They have also benefited greatly.
My son suffered from hemorrhoids from a young age and, during high school, he experienced severe bleeding. During one school break, I asked him to read Zhuan Falun. He read only two short sections. The next time he came home, I asked why he hadn’t bought his medicine. He replied, “I’m better!” He explained that he recovered after reading the book. Nearly 20 years have passed, and his condition hasn’t returned.
Cultivating Dafa means being a good person. Our village roads used to be dirt paths that became impassable in rain or snow. When funds were raised to pave the roads, I voluntarily contributed over 1,700 yuan even though I lived frugally. Another practitioner also contributed 1,000 yuan. After the cement road was laid, I often cleared snow alone in the early mornings. As a woman in my 70s, such work would have been unimaginable if I did not practice Falun Dafa.
A younger relative in the village did not understand the truth about Dafa. When his leg got hurt one summer, he could not work his fields. I went there after I practiced the exercises and hoed his entire field for him. He was deeply moved, and his attitude toward Dafa changed. He even told his wife to recite “Falun Dafa is good.”
Master always protects practitioners. On August 30, 2023, while riding my electric bicycle home after studying the Fa at a fellow practitioner’s home, a man whose son was my school’s student on a motorcycle struck me, and I was thrown several meters. But I only suffered a small indentation on my hand, while he was bleeding. I urged him to seek medical treatment and offered him money, which he refused.
This man had previously withdrawn from the CCP after hearing the truth from me. His son told him, “That teacher is truly a good person!”
Afterward, I felt chest pain and had some difficulty breathing, but I did not dwell on it. I silently recited the auspicious phrases and asked Master for help. After meditating and sending righteous thoughts, I continued participating in Fa study. Within days, my body fully recovered, and nothing was delayed.
When I noticed there was sharp gravel on the road that could damage vehicle tires, I spent hours removing it. When others wondered who did it, I said nothing. I thought, “I cleanedthe road becauseI’m a FalunDafapractitioner.”
More than 20 years have passed. Everything I have came from Master. On my future cultivation path, I will remain steadfast with an unwavering heart.