Remembering the Days When Teacher Expounded the Fa in Chongqing

By a Veteran Practitioner in Chongqing

(Clearwisdom.net) I'm 57 years old. I was lucky enough to learn Falun Dafa in 1993. I had the opportunity to attend the first class Teacher taught in Chongqing.

When I saw Teacher for the first time, I was so excited that I cried. I had been looking for a true, great teacher for several decades and I finally found one. No words could describe my joy.

When Teacher found out about my financial difficulty, he gave me back half the registration fee, 25 yuan. I didn't want to take it back, but Teacher kept insisting that I take the money. I was so desperate that I said in tears, "Teacher Li, by listening to your class I'm supposed to pay for it. If you don't take my money, you won't acknowledge that I'm your disciple."

Teacher compassionately and solemnly walked to the front of the podium and said, "You are all my disciples!" My feeling was that it was immense compassion. As Teacher waved his right hand, I saw very densely scattered Law Wheels falling like snowflakes all throughout the auditorium where the Law was being spread. The whole room immediately applauded like thunder.

In 1993 and 1994, teacher came to Chongqing twice to teach. Each time, Teacher stayed in cheap hotels. Hotel staff asked Teacher with puzzlement, "Teacher Li, you are already a very renowned qigong star, so you should stay in five star hotels. Yet why are you staying in such a regular hotel?" Teacher just smiled and did not say anything.

Teacher's meals were very simple and he was never into big meals. Sometimes he had a small bowl of noodles. Chongqing people like to eat hot peppers. Whether it is noodles or soup, they put hot peppers in it. Once Teacher had noodles for lunch and the restaurant owner did not know that Teacher was a Northerner and therefore did not eat hot peppers. He put a lot of hot peppers in the noodles. Teacher's face was sweating all over from the spicy food. Nevertheless, Teacher didn't say anything. He just quietly finished eating the small bowl of noodles.

Once, while eating in a small privately-owned restaurant, Teacher broke open the rice hull of a grain of rice then ate it. Seeing Teacher not waste even a grain of rice, all the practitioners no longer threw away their leftovers.

Chinese version available at http://www.minghui.org/mh/articles/2004/3/26/70939.html

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