(Clearwisdom.net) I am a farmer in Linghai City, Liaoning Province. I learned Falun Dafa in late 1996. This has been the biggest turning point in my life. Teacher and Falun Dafa gave me a new life. I was very sick and at death's door, but I now enjoy excellent health.

In 1996, I had many illnesses. I had tuberculous pleurisy and chronic gastroenteritis. I had received various treatments for more than 20 years, but with no cure.

I have a sister who is a Falun Dafa practitioner. In late 1996, she asked my brother-in-law to bring me the book Zhuan Falun and two exercise tapes. She also wrote me a letter saying that Zhuan Falun is a good book that can improve one's mind nature and morality, and guide one's to become a better person. At the time, I did not care about these things, and put the book aside.

Several days later, my sister came to visit and asked me, "Did you read Zhuan Falun? I said, "I did not even open the book -- I don't believe it." At that time, my sister did not say anything, but just smiled.

Three days after my sister's visit, I became sick in the morning, with bloody blisters in my mouth. I was sent to the hospital for a checkup, which revealed that my blood platelet count had decreased, causing purple spots all over my body. I was hospitalized for several days, during which time my condition became worse and worse. Even the slightest scratch would not stop bleeding.

My sister brought the book Zhuan Falun to the hospital for me to read. I impatiently told her that I was not in the mood to read it. She smiled again and put the book by my bed.

That same night, I felt bored and suddenly wanted to read the book. I picked up Zhuan Falun. When I turned to the first page and read "On Buddha Law" written by Teacher, I was deeply drawn to it by some kind of force. I started reading at 8:00 p.m. and read straight through until 4:00 a.m. the next day, finishing the whole book. The more I read, the more energetic I became and I couldn't put it down. When I read on page 5,

"In order to cure illness or eliminate tribulations and karma, these people must practice cultivation and return to their original, true selves. That's how all the different cultivation schools view it" (Zhuan Falun, the Third Translation Edition).

I began to think, what's the point of being a human? A person should cultivate and return to his original, true self.

Several days later, I left the hospital, only to return after just one day at home. This time it was no small matter; there were several bloody spots on the back of my head and it was extremely painful. I was diagnosed with a cerebral hemorrhage. I stayed in the hospital for seven days, which were pure torture. The pain in my head caused me to convulse, and the pain was sometimes so acute such that I would pull out my hair by the handful, and even wished I could smash my head to put an end to the pain.

My health got worse and worse and I became very thin and weak. Finally, the doctor told my family members, "He is dying. It is not worth continuing to try to rescue him." My relatives asked several specialists for a second opinion, and they all agreed I could not be saved. Preparing my funeral affairs, my spouse and relatives secretly cried.

My sister came to ask me if I had any last requests. I said I just had one request: Teacher's photo and a Falun emblem. They consented, but after searching the whole day, they still could not come up with these items. Finally, I said, "Give me that book Zhuan Falun. The book will never leave my side." I held Zhuan Falun while my relatives carried me on a stretcher, and I left the hospital in an ambulance.

Many relatives and friends came to my home and prepared my funeral affairs. When my sister took the book Zhuan Falun from me, my uncle saw it. He is also a Falun Dafa practitioner, so he asked my sister, "Why does he have Zhuan Falun?" My sister told him the story. When she told him that I wanted Teacher's photo and Falun emblem no one could locate those items for him, my uncle gave me the Falun emblem badge he worn on his clothing. I immediately pinned to my clothing and treasured it. That night, I had a dream. I clearly saw an old lady with disheveled hair reaching out with atrocious hands to grab my Falun emblem. I covered the Falun emblem to keep her from taking it away and I then woke up from this bad dream.

The next morning, my uncle brought me Teacher's photo and lecture tapes. The night after they left, I began to listen to Teacher's lecture tapes. After listening to just half of the tape, I began to vomit a green fluid and foam. At that time, my family members could not bear it any more and said, "Don't listen any more, you are in terrible condition already, how come you still listen to this."

How could they know Teacher was purifying my body? Think about what kind of force it is. Only Master Li's Buddha Law has such mighty power. My head was very clear at that time, and I knew Falun Dafa was wonderful. On the third night, my sister asked me, "Do you still want to listen to Teacher's lecture tapes?" I firmly said, "Yes!" But my relatives looked critically at my sister and said, "Don't listen any more. How can you torture a person like this?" She conceded, "Yushan, then don't listen." But I insisted on listening to the tapes, and, after ten minutes, I began to vomit the green fluid and foam again. I clearly understood that Teacher was purifying my body again!

That evening, in a dream, I saw Teacher come down from the photo to me. He said, "Don't be afraid," and left. I woke up and was about to start convulsing. All my relatives woke up, and my mother-in-law said, "Hurry, get the doctor." I said, "Teacher told me, 'don't be afraid,' you don't need to get the doctor." They felt it was very strange and thought that I was about to die and had started to speak nonsense. How could they know Teacher was giving me a hint? On the fourth morning, I felt that my head was very clear and I knew that no drug would work on me, so I pulled out the needle for intravenous medicine and said to my relatives, "I will not take any more injections or medication, they do not work on me." My relatives were astonished. Even the doctor said, "Your health is like this, how can you stop taking injections? I simply cannot understand."

Regardless of what they said, I knew what I was doing, and my health improved rapidly. I could eat more and more food, and within several days I was able to get off the bed and walk. But my vision was blurred and I could not see things well at all. At first I felt that maybe my eyes were ruined, but then I thought it could not be. My sister gave me another book written by Teacher, "Explaining the Content of Falun Dafa." I held up the book and said to Teacher's photo in the book, "Teacher, your student wants to study Falun Dafa, but how can he study without seeing the characters in the book?" The haziness before my eyes miraculously began to lighten and finally I was able to see each character. I said to my relatives, "I can see! I can see now!" They did not believe me, so I read two paragraphs to them, and they saw that it was true.

It is truly like what Teacher said,

"...nobody is more precious than a cultivator. He wants to cultivate, and that's the most precious thought" (Zhuan Falun, The First Talk, Draft Translation Edition, Feb. 2003).

Falun Dafa's mighty power was validated through me. The past me already died; that person was full of black karma. Now I am reborn. Falun Dafa brought me back from the verge of death. Through this wonderful event, my father and my relatives were convinced. Now my father tells everyone he meets, "Falun Gong is really good! It is not superstition, it is science." Friends and neighbors also claim, "Yes, he almost died, it is so miraculous, Falun Gong is really powerful. We should also learn." Because of my experience, many people in my village started practicing Falun Dafa. We organized a practice site in our village and I, my relatives and other practitioners, began our cultivation path.

Now, I am going forward and cultivating according to Teacher's requirements, fully grasping every moment of my prolonged life and cultivating firmly and diligently.