(Minghui.org) I was involved in a car accident in 1997, at the age of 32, that left me with a fractured hip and a broken wrist. Due to inadequate medical treatment, my hip failed to heal in proper alignment, leaving one leg significantly shorter than the other. Even after a year of using crutches, I still could not walk without them.
My doctors said I would be left with a permanent limp and warned of the potential risk of femoral head necrosis—a condition that could lead to lifelong disability. Faced with such pain and being unable to walk, I was at a loss as to how to move forward with my life.
At that time, I had the good fortune to encounter the profound and virtuous practice of Falun Dafa, which changed my life forever. Even as I was studying the Fa, I could feel Master watching over me. Previously cold to the touch, my injured leg became warm.
After practicing the exercises, I made a miraculous recovery—my leg became completely normal and was no longer shorter than the other. By the following year, I could do physical labor again! There were no symptoms whatsoever, which brought great joy to me and my family. Master gave me a new life, and from that moment on I truly embarked on the path of Dafa cultivation.
The Chinese Communist Party (CCP) launched its brutal crackdown on Falun Gong on July 20, 1999, not long after I began practicing. Lies and slander were everywhere, especially the staged “self-immolation” at Tiananmen Square which poisoned the minds of so many people.
I felt a deep sense of urgency. Driven by the responsibility of a Dafa disciple, I overcame my fear. I produced truth-clarification flyers, booklets, and DVDs myself, and together with my six-year-old son, we walked the streets and alleys, bringing the truth to every household.
Whenever fear arose, I constantly recited Master’s teachings from Hong Yin:
“If you have fear, they will grab youOnce your thought is righteous, evil will collapse…”(What’s There to Fear, Hong Yin II)
“Great enlightened beings fear no hardshipTheir will is cast of diamondLife or death, they have no attachmentForthright and broad-minded on the road of Fa-rectification”(Righteous Thought, Righteous Action, Hong Yin II)
During the height of the persecution, my wife also began practicing Falun Dafa. Our family worked together to share the truth face-to-face with our relatives and friends. Although the evil forces were rampant, they all knew about my miraculous recovery after the car accident.
We explained the series of political campaigns the CCP has carried out since seizing power, all the way to the Cultural Revolution, the June 4th Massacre, and the persecution of Falun Dafa. Not a single one of the Party’s campaigns has been just; each has resulted in countless wrongful convictions. Most of our acquaintances came to understand the truth and embraced Dafa.
I unconditionally followed Master’s teachings to be a good person, and held myself to the strict standards of the principles of Truthfulness, Compassion, and Forbearance to become an even better person and showcase the beauty of Dafa to the world. I once accidentally lost a tool at work, and although the logistics manager said the loss couldn’t be processed through the accounts—dismissing it as simply gone—I insisted on compensating the company.
Eight years ago, a coworker falsely accused me of stealing his money. Over the years, shame and hatred have followed me like a shadow. As a Falun Gong practitioner, I have no enemies and did not resent him. I have truly and completely let go of the resentment and resolved the grievances that previously weighed on me for so long. When my coworker faced difficulties, I helped him and his family selflessly.
In the city-wide teacher certification exam for advancing from an associate to a bachelor’s degree, there was a course on Japanese as a second foreign language. Because of work commitments at my institution, I didn’t have time to attend the class, so I failed the final exam.
The former department head who was proctoring the exam saw that I wasn’t cheating, and in a panic handed me someone else’s exam paper to copy from, repeatedly urging me, “If you fail, you won’t be able to get your bachelor’s degree, and you’ll miss out on this year’s senior professional title quota.” I politely declined. I chose to fail rather than cheat, and scored 43 points.
My Japanese teacher scolded me, saying, “Are you out of your mind? Out of more than a thousand students citywide who took this exam, you’re the only one who failed.” I knew that everyone cheated on these adult education exams, especially the Japanese tests. But as a practitioner, I wouldn’t cheat.
A repeat exam was scheduled a month later, but the timeframe was too short. As it turned out, due to the SARS outbreak that year, this exam was postponed until September, which gave me ample time to prepare. I used my vacation to study Japanese on my own and successfully passed the repeat exam, earning my bachelor’s degree and qualifying for the senior-level certification.
I took the senior-level exam in November. The test was extremely difficult, but I performed exceptionally well, earned an excellent score, and obtained my senior-level professional title. At the time, many of my colleagues didn’t understand why I refused to cheat, and said things like, “Who doesn’t cheat on adult exams these days? You’re too serious and too stubborn.” I took this opportunity to share the truth about Falun Dafa with my colleagues.
In the past, I had often felt as if I was surrounded by petty or troublesome people. I was frequently in a bad mood, and others were reluctant to interact with me. After I began practicing Dafa, I no longer nitpicked when interacting with others at work, and I tried to consider others’ perspectives when faced with challenges.
My heart felt truly bright and clear; I was happy to see everyone. As my own state of mind became cheerful and at ease, those around me noticed the change. They found me pleasant to be around, were eager to strike up conversations, and I no longer felt there were any troublesome people in my life. Colleagues often came to me when they faced difficulties or were upset, and I knew this was due to the wisdom and energy Dafa bestows on practitioners.
The education sector has been a major battleground for the persecution of Dafa practitioners and the poisoning of sentient beings. Even when speaking face-to-face with people at my workplace, I still harbored fear and hesitation, but I held onto a very strong sense of resolve to tell them the truth. No matter who they were, whenever I had the chance, I would find a way to share the truth.
I always aimed to validate the beauty of Falun Dafa through words and deeds of a Dafa practitioner and to help save the sentient beings in my area. Because my heart was devoted to saving people, Master arranged opportunities for me to clarify the truth.
My supervisors, recognizing my diligence, assigned me to a key department with conscientious team members, which opened the door for me to clarify the truth face-to-face with my colleagues. I kept every colleague in mind, seizing any chance to share the truth with them, and tailoring the materials I provided to their different perspectives.
For those who were harder to approach, I found a way—I took the trouble to find out where they lived, and no matter the distance, hung suitable truth-clarification materials on their doors. Later, when the timing was right, I would wisely share the truth with them in person. For the most part, things went very smoothly.
Virtually every department in the organization was assigned so-called “political tasks” by the CCP, that were designed to poison the minds of the public—such as putting up display boards and distributing propaganda materials that persecuted Falun Dafa. Whenever I saw them, I took the initiative to approach staff in that department and clarify the truth.
On one occasion, more than 20 display boards slandering Dafa were set up in the conference hall hallway. They had stainless steel frames and were very heavy. A meeting was scheduled for that afternoon, and I heard that bureau leaders were also expected to attend.
I knew I had to remove these items and prevent these lies from poisoning the minds of teachers and students. I noticed a security camera directly above me, but I wasn’t afraid. I had only one thought—I absolutely would not let these things poison people’s minds.
As I was moving them, the office director suddenly walked up and said, “What are you doing?” I had previously held a strong bias towards her, believing she was someone with exceptionally strong Party loyalty, so I had avoided telling her the truth. This time, however, a righteous thought immediately arose—I must tell her the truth and help save her.
She said, “Leaders are coming to visit this afternoon.”
I immediately replied, “I cannot let these things poison you. Falun Dafa is a profound, righteous Fa; practicing it benefits both body and mind. Since seizing power, the CCP has fabricated lies, caused the deaths of tens of millions of Chinese people, promoted atheism, and persecuted faith. The Chinese people are the proud children of Heaven—God’s people—not descendants of the imported Marxism-Leninism.
“Persecuting righteous faith will inevitably bring down Heaven’s retribution. Only by quitting this evil cult organization can you find safety and peace. Please withdraw from it in your heart and ensure your safety!”
She happily agreed, saying, “Okay! Okay!”
After tidying up, I decided I needed to speak with the new Party secretary at my workplace about the display boards which were full of malicious lies. I felt no fear or hesitation, just that I had to set the truth straight.
I went upstairs and found her in her office. As soon as she saw me, she exclaimed, “Wow, you look like you’re in excellent health!” It was as if she had been waiting for me—I felt that Master was helping me. I spoke straightforwardly about my experience of suffering a severe car accident and making a miraculous recovery through practicing Dafa.
I told her that the display boards in the conference room—which promoted the persecution of Falun Gong—were harmful to people. I clarified the facts, and she was very receptive and agreed to withdraw from the evil Party organizations.
Almost everyone at my workplace, including men and women, young and old, and leaders at all levels, have withdrawn from the Party and its affiliated organizations.
In 2015, a wave of lawsuits swept across the country against former CCP leader Jiang Zemin, who instigated the persecution. A few days after I received an acknowledgment of receipt from the Supreme People’s Procuratorate regarding my complaint, officers from the local police station came to my home and summoned me to the station.
Once there, however, they refused to let me leave. I proceeded to tell them the facts, and shared the story of my physical and mental transformation. I also explained how Jiang Zemin’s persecution of good people violated the Constitution.
I said, “The Supreme People’s Procuratorate is supposed to protect whistleblowers; how did my complaint end up in your hands?”
The deputy chief of the station refused to listen to the truth, arrogantly declaring, “The leadership is the law.”
I refused to cooperate with their so-called interrogation so they put me in illegal detention. When I arrived at the detention center cell, I was met with the peculiar gazes of six or seven pairs of eyes; some of the men looked quite menacing. I composed myself, realizing that everyone who comes into this world has an extraordinary background, and I resolved to share the truth with them.
I spoke to them about the facts with wisdom. One of them exclaimed, “Good! Well said!” Their expressions shifted, and kindness showed on their faces. At night, as the communal sleeping platform was full, I voluntarily slept on the floor. A young drug addict—whose complexion was a sickly grey and whose body was covered in tattoos—insisted on lying down next to me, saying, “I’ve truly met a noble person this time; I’ve heard your Master’s lectures.” I was deeply moved to encounter such a precious soul there.
From then on, they called me “Professor,” and whenever someone new arrived, they encouraged me to give a “class” about the truth of Dafa and the persecution. During one outdoor exercise period, someone asked why I wasn’t wearing the standard inmate uniform, and the guard replied, “He is different from you all.” Ten days later, I walked out of the detention center.
After returning home, I pondered how I should speak to my leaders and colleagues at work the next day. Suddenly, a righteous thought arose—Falun Gong is right, and Dafa disciples are right; the evil Party is harming sentient beings, and the “golden key” Master has bestowed upon Dafa disciples is clarifying the truth.
The next day at work, I sought out several principals, who were usually difficult to find. Yet they were all in their respective offices that day, and I spoke to them one by one. At a particularly moving moment, I shed a few tears, and the principal’s eyes also welled up with emotion; she readily agreed to withdraw from the evil Party organizations.
Thank you, compassionate and great Master! I also sincerely thank fellow practitioners for their selfless help when I encountered difficulties. Please compassionately point out anything in my words or actions that is not in line with the Fa. He-shi! [a gesture of respect]