Precious Memory: Remembering the Times I Attended Teacher's Classes in Different Cities
(Clearwisdom.net) I finally saw Teacher for the first time at the
Oriental Health Expo in Beijing in December 1993. In that twinkling of a moment
I thought, "Where have I seen him before?" He looked very kind and
familiar. Teacher wore a dark blue suit and looked like he was in his 30s. He was
solemn and graceful as he signed his autograph. People in one line were waiting
for Teacher to treat their illnesses, and those in the other line were waiting
for Teacher's autograph. When it was my turn, I stood in front of Teacher and
handed him a sheet of white paper, because I had not brought any Falun Gong
books with me. I positioned the paper to lie squarely on the table. Teacher
returned it to me after he signed his name. A thin woman, a worker at the Expo
who stood next to Teacher said to me, "Take good care of it when you go
home." I said I would, but I didn't want to leave, so I walked around near
the booth. I saw lots of people swarming around the Falun Gong booth. But not many
people were at the other booths nearby and even less people were at the booths
further away. I saw people standing around reading a class schedule. I also came
up and registered for a class. A veteran Falun Gong practitioner gave me a
ticket to Teacher's lecture.The next day I came to a small auditorium for the
lecture. There were too many people and not enough seats. Many people stood in
the back of the auditorium and listened to Teacher's lecture. When Teacher
finished the lecture and came down from the stage, many practitioners stood
around him and held up their books asking for Teacher's autograph. On the
following day I went back to attend another lecture. I attended the Falun Gong class in Tianjin City in January 1994. The tuition
was 50 yuan for first-time attendees and 25 yuan for veteran
students. The staff members arranged the students' hotel rooms. The food and
living expenses were very cheap and convenient. My body had been in the state of
cleansing even before the class began, and this lasted until the last phase of
the class. While Teacher was giving a lecture, some of the practitioners sitting near me
saw elaborate ancient pavilions, terraces and towers in the Falun World behind
Teacher, and the scenes were also seen in the photos taken. Some practitioners
smelled intermittent flower fragrances that gladdened the heart and refreshed
the mind. Some saw Buddha Sakyamuni sitting on one side of Teacher and Lao Zi on
the other side. Some saw that Teacher looked like an old Taoist master from time
to time. Any money and items that people lost in class were all successfully returned
to the owners. These items were found by practitioners and handed over to the
staff members. The owners were then notified and retrieved their lost items. I
got my wallet back after I lost it. From the lost-and-found, it manifested that
the practitioners had purified their minds and improved their realms. I met many practitioners after class. Some talked about the tremendous
physical changes they experienced. Some spoke about their feelings when their
celestial eye was opened, and some saw things with supernatural abilities. One
practitioner said he had a dream in which he saw a map of China. He was told
that Falun Gong would spread throughout China. One day before class several of us agreed that since there was only one way
by which Teacher could enter the auditorium, we would wait there to have our
picture taken with Teacher. We waited for a long time but never saw him. It was
almost time for class, so we ran to the auditorium. Teacher was already standing
on the stage. Now that I think about it, we were too attached to having our
picture taken with Teacher at the time. Teacher wore a light blue down coat and looked neat and tidy among the crowd.
There were many new practitioners. They asked for a group photo with Teacher and
invited Teacher to join in while they were not yet ready. Teacher was pushed and
shoved around by the practitioners as they tried to get assembled for the photo,
but he always remained very calm. After the class in Tianjin City ended, five of us took a train to Dongying,
Shandong Province. The Chinese New Year was approaching. We were going to Kenli,
to wait for Teacher instead of going back to Beijing. One older woman
practitioner had been cultivating with her celestial eye open and was extremely
sensitive. She could see many things but she rarely talked about them. She said
that Teacher's Fashen was sitting on the front of the train, and the five of us
were sitting inside Teacher's pocket. Teacher told her to guide us well, and she
reported to Teacher at each stop. We had rooms on the third floor of the Kenli Hotel. When Chinese New Year had
just passed, Teacher, his wife and daughter and staff members came and stayed on
the first floor. Teacher gave evening classes in Kenli in order to accommodate
practitioners who work during the day. In the morning, Teacher asked the veteran
practitioners who came with him to teach us the exercises. During that period,
Teacher went to Daqing City to give a lecture. We followed Teacher and went
there too. One day, several of us wanted to go to the Yellow River Bridge. Before we
left the courtyard, we saw Teacher walking quickly toward us. We made the heshi
gesture [the palms pressed against each other, a form of greeting].
Teacher returned the greeting and said something to a older man standing next to
him. Teacher held a roll of red paper in his hand. The man said it was used to
write down the class schedule. Later, a young practitioner saw Teacher writing
in Kai Shu [regular script, a type of calligraphy] inside the room. The
schedule was posted in the auditorium in the evening. One night at around 11:00 p.m. we were going to forgo the Falun Gong
exercises and go straight to bed. A young practitioner stared at the ceiling. We
asked, "What are you looking at?" He said a huge Fashen of Teacher's
was sitting on top of the building and doing the exercises. We realized that
Teacher was reminding us to do the exercises. Teacher told us to focus on the lecture during the class and not to take any
notes or record anything. Several of us sat in the front row. An older
practitioner tried to record the lecture but failed. He asked me to do it
because he thought that a younger person like me would be permitted to do it. I
was sitting in the row right across from Teacher with a tape recorder in my
hand. Of course I failed to record anything. Later we gave up and realized that
Teacher was caring for us and wanted us to concentrate on the lecture. A couple of farmers attended the Tianjin class with their 11-year-old
daughter who had leukemia. The parents had to carry her on their backs. The
young girl's condition improved greatly after Teacher adjusted her body. While
in Kenli, she was able to run around and play with the other children including
Teacher's daughter. Her lips turned from white to red, and so did her cheeks.
Her mother was really grateful toward Teacher and cried whenever she talked to
us about it. All of us wanted to talk to Teacher. One day, we asked the staff members for
a meeting with Teacher. We quickly cleaned our room and brought fruits. Soon,
Teacher came. He sat down and smiled while we sat around him. Some practitioners
stood outside while Teacher talked to us. One woman sat across from Teacher and
excitedly told Teacher about her feelings while doing the exercises. Everyone felt like a child in front of Teacher and didn't feel strange at
all. Sitting inside Teacher's powerful energy field, we were so happy and so at
ease, and our minds were so pure. It's true that we feel closer to Teacher than
any of our family members. We forgot everything and simply felt joyous. Teacher
encouraged us to cultivate diligently. Later we had a group photograph taken with Teacher. A young boy bolted out
the door and quickly brought back a picture of a Falun he made himself and
leaned against Teacher. We will forever cherish the memory of this meeting. The practitioners ate in the cafeteria, and so did Teacher and the staff
members. From then on we paid more attention not to waste any food and to always
pack up the leftovers. The next morning, after the last lecture, Teacher took a group picture with
us in front of the building. Since there were not too many practitioners from
Kenli, after practitioners from Beijing took a group picture with Teacher, we
were able to take individual or small group pictures with Teacher. Teacher
smiled and waited for us. In the afternoon, we had to say goodbye to Teacher.
Teacher and the staff members got into a van. The practitioners made the heshi
gesture and watched Teacher leave. The young boy mentioned above chased after
the van for a very long distance. I remember that there were always disruptions during each class that Teacher
held in China, especially during those prior to early 1994. Sometimes, children
suddenly started to cry in the auditorium, sometimes noises came from the
outside, such as metal pieces banging against each other, or cars honking their
horns, and occasionally people with ulterior motives came into the class.
Teacher was always able to eliminate the interference so we could listen to the
lecture uninterrupted. I attended the class in Zhenzhou City in June 1994. The class was initially
held in a quite small, old and dilapidated auditorium with a concrete floor.
Concrete seats were built all around the auditorium. A wooden table was used for
Teacher. On the second day, Teacher gave lectures in the morning as well as in
the afternoon. I thought he was doing it to lower the practitioners' cost. That
day it had kept drizzling outside. Around 1:30 p.m., when Teacher was talking
about animal spirit possession, the sky suddenly turned dark, and huge
hailstones and drops of rain hit the asbestos tiles on the roof and also banged
against the windows. Some parts of the roof leaked, and the electricity was
suddenly cut off. The hall went very dark. People who were sitting about five
feet away from Teacher could not see him clearly, but Teacher continued with his
lecture. A while later the roof right above the podium leaked. Water poured down on
the podium. Teacher said to us, "Back then when Sakyamuni was giving a
lecture, a gust of wind blew out the candle, but none of his disciples
moved." We understood that Teacher was telling us not to panic. We quietly
sat there and watched how Teacher dealt with the interfering demons. Teacher sat
quietly for a while and drank the spring water from a bottle of water that a
practitioner had given him before the lecture. Teacher usually didn't drink
water during classes. Then he got on the podium and sat down. He made a large
hand gesture for a while and as he finished the movement he pulled something
into the bottle. The lecture was resumed afterwards. Teacher also said something
to the effect that these demons make trouble when the lecture involves them. The
electricity immediately came back on and the rain was reduced to almost nothing. The next day, we went to the brand new Zhenzhou Stadium to listen to
Teacher's lecture. The scene was so grand with many people in the stadium. I was
surprised that the same number of people was able to fit into the small old
auditorium on the prior day. One sunny day Teacher and the practitioners stood outside. Teacher radiated
vitality and his smile was filled with infinite confidence. He was looking at a
distance place. His manner was extremely auspicious. I walked up to Teacher and
looked at him from a close distance. His face was so smooth and his complexion
was so fine as if his face was radiating light. He looked immaculate and
perfect. I think that Teacher must feel pleased that so many practitioners have
matured. After we settled in at the hotel, one day a hotel staff person told us that a
tall, middle-aged man led a group of people and had looked at the hotel before
we came. From his description we knew it was Teacher who must have come to clean
out the field at the hotel to ensure our safety. We were so moved! I saw Teacher again during the class in Jinan City, probably before the class
in Zhenzhou City. Teacher clearly looked thinner and often had a serious and
heavy look on his face. He looked slightly tired. He was wearing a brown jacket.
I heard that Teacher was under tremendous pressure and was working extremely
hard. Twice I was in grave danger after I obtained the Fa. Both times I was safe
because Teacher was looking after me. The first time I let my mind wander when I
was walking in the street. Suddenly I heard someone yell, "Do you want to
die?" When I looked up, I saw a steel bar about 1 cm thick coming down in
front of me. Construction workers were nearby unloading steel bars. The steel
bar would have hit me if I hadn't cultivated Dafa. The second time, I was riding
a bike when I saw a truck loaded with huge blocks of wood at quite a long
distance ahead of me. But unexpectedly I suddenly hit the wood blocks. Later I
realized the truck had stopped. I fell off my bike. Luckily, I was wearing a
hat, otherwise my face would have been disfigured. I only felt a little dizzy
and was fine after shaking my head a little. I don't know how many more
tribulations Teacher has resolved for me. One practitioner I knew had a three-year-old daughter. Once, Teacher lightly
touched her face between the girl's eyebrows with a fountain pen, and the
child's celestial eye was opened. She often urged her mother to practice
diligently. I attended a morning class in Changchun in 1994. We also wanted to go to the
evening class but the tickets were sold out. We strolled around outside the
Mingfang Auditorium and didn't want to leave. After Teacher began the lecture we
put our ears to the crack of the gate to listen to him. Soon a staff member came
out and said to us, "Come in!" Teacher was so nice! After the class, Teacher had his picture taken with practitioners from all
over the country. Suddenly I heard people clapping. Someone told me that an
older woman was able to stand up from her wheelchair. Teacher personally cured some of the practitioners' illnesses and sometimes
cured them without their knowledge. There are countless examples. Two women
practitioners who were often with me used to be bedridden all year long, but
they recovered quickly after they studied the Fa and practiced the exercises.
They were now healthier than most people. They followed Teacher during several
classes. Their families also knew that they benefited from Dafa. After
practicing Falun Gong, chest pain and gynecological problems that used to
afflict me disappeared. I got healthier day by day, and I was very energetic. I remember Teacher saying during the last lecture in Changchun that we would
be the main force in the future. Teacher said early on that practitioners should not just follow the lecture
series around and that we should go home and genuinely practice cultivation. I
didn't understand the meaning of true cultivation at the time and thought I
would try my best to attend all of Teacher's classes. After a while I went to
the class in Guangzhou City. Sometime after class we went back to the hotel, but
I didn't feel hungry at all when We knew that Teacher's energy field was very
strong. I heard students say that they saw Teacher and his daughter eating
instant noodles in Guangzhou and in Jinan. I felt that Teacher had aged a great deal in the year 1994. He was enduring
tribulations for sentient beings! Teacher made invisible and seamless arrangements for every detail of my
cultivation path. He solved many problems for me, including those that I never
imagined. When the Zhenzhou class ended, I hadn't bought the train ticket on
time. I rushed to the train station before the train was about to take off. I
saw a person returning a ticket at the ticket window and bought the ticket from
him. When I got on the train my seat was right among other practitioners whom I
knew. When I stood at the Yunqing train station and was worrying about where to
find a hotel, I saw an acquaintance waving at me from the back window of a bus.
When I first went to another city to attend classes, I didn't think about where
to stay. However, before the class, a practitioner came to me on a motorcycle
and helped me to find a hotel. Although my financial situation was quite tight,
I was always able to squeeze out the money needed for the class. Even if I had
to borrow money from others, I could always return the money soon after I
returned. I always received materials from practice sites at the times when they were
being handed out and could always borrow tapes when I wanted to listen to
them...in short, I was merging into the supernatural Dafa and everything was so
miraculous. Looking back at my early period of Dafa practice, I feel incomparable joy
because of Teacher's protection and the help from fellow practitioners! My
writing cannot express even one tenth of my experiences. I hope I can do better
in order to be worthy of Teacher's tremendous sacrifices and compassionate
salvation. I wrote about this for my own encouragement and also to share with others. I
want to encourage all fellow practitioners to do well. August 1, 2006
Chinese version available at
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