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With Master's Benevolent Protection and Guidance I Have Made It to This Day
(Clearwisdom.net) I began practicing Falun Gong at the end of 1998. At
that time, I did the four standing exercises every morning with fellow
practitioners, and I practiced the sitting meditation and studied the Fa
in the evening. When at home, I watched Master's lecture videos and read all the
Dafa books with my wife. My celestial eye has not seen anything since I started practicing. However,
at the very beginning, I felt the energy mechanisms and large energy channels
that Master provided. I also felt the rotation of Falun. While practicing the
sitting meditation, I felt Falun rotating on my palms, and sometimes the feeling
was very strong. I gradually experienced the truth of Dafa. Therefore, I often
experienced tears of happiness. I cannot express my gratitude to our benevolent
Master, but I can resolutely cultivate Dafa. The Chinese Communist Party (CCP) began its persecution of Falun Gong on July
20, 1999. However, we were not frightened by the persecution. Through
continuously studying Master's lectures and sharing with fellow practitioners,
we understood some of the reasons behind this persecution. At that time, we had
recognized that the CCP was the biggest evil cult in the world. We had no
obstacles in our thoughts to validate Dafa. As practitioners, we knew that we
should stand up and safeguard Dafa. Therefore, we went to the municipal
government to clarify the facts. As a result, we were arrested by the police. We
spoke out against the slander of Master and Dafa, and we prevented the police
from beating practitioners. Later on, we came to understand that we should validate Dafa by doing the
exercises. Therefore, two days before the Lunar New Year's Day in 2000, we went
to Tiananmen Square to do the exercises. The next day we were arrested. We
refused to tell the police our names. When they asked my name, I replied that I
am a Dafa disciple. As a result, a policeman took me to a special room where
several police shoved me to the ground and shocked me with electric batons. At
that time, the entire police station was filled with my screams of pain. Several
of us spent the Lunar New Year's Day in the police station. Later we were
illegally detained at the detention center for 15 days. After that
detention, each of us was detained in a room of an old building in order to
prevent us from going to Beijing to appeal, which only reminded us that we must
go to Beijing instead of remaining illegally imprisoned. We thus prepared to go
to Beijing. I told them that because it was so cold I wanted to go home to get
some warm clothes. They permitted my wife to go our home, and she brought 500
yuan to me. I was the first one to escape from the old building because I was
thin and it was easy for me to escape. However, it was difficult for the other
practitioners. In order to escape we had to squeeze through a hole. When a heavy
practitioner tried to escape through the hole, the sound of his legs rubbing
against the wall was very loud. However, the officers who were in charge of
monitoring us did not hear it. But when we threw our clothes out to take them
with us, the officers on duty heard the sound. They thus shouted out, but they
could not find the clothes in the yard. They were all surprised at how we
escaped through such a small hole. We realized that Master was watching over us.
After we escaped, we did not go to Beijing to appeal at once. We initially
stayed at our friend's home and made two Dafa banners. We then went to Beijing
and successfully unfurled our banners on Tiananmen Square. (Later we heard that
the local police went to the railway station, bus station and Tiananmen Square
to arrest us before we got to Tiananmen Square. Because we went to Beijing three
days later, we avoided this arrest.) The policemen who arrested us at Tiananmen
Square took us to Hongkou Hotel, where over twenty practitioners were already
detained. Each practitioner was handcuffed behind the back. Police beat
practitioners' toes with shoe heels, inserted lighted cigarette into
practitioners' nostrils, savagely beat vital areas of the practitioners' entire
bodies with wooden clubs, and shocked them with electric batons. I will not
forget a female practitioner who said, "Don't be afraid; we have
Master." We have Master watching over us--this thought allowed me to
tolerate the cruel torture. One month later, my wife and I were released. After
we got home, we found that the water and electricity in our home were shut off,
and my daughter and my mother (in her seventies) depended on each other for
survival. At that time, Dafa and Master continued to be slandered by the CCP, so I
decided to go to Beijing to appeal again. In reality, it was not easy for me to
face the danger of stepping forward on behalf of Dafa. Each time I recited,
"Having heard the Dao in the morning, one can die in the evening." I
realized that with Master and the Fa, what was I afraid of? With this righteous
thought, I could step forward to validate Dafa. Five of us, including children, went to Beijing to appeal again with train
tickets for standing room only. When we got on the train, we found six empty
seats that were available for a long time; no one seemed to have tickets for
them. I realized that Master arranged them for us, so we sat in them until we
arrived in Beijing. After arriving in Beijing, we stayed at a fellow
practitioner's home. Due to limited space there, another two practitioners and I
took the subway to go to stay in Pingguoyuan. Since my ID card was seized by
local police, the three of us had to sleep on the street. As a result, we were
arrested by the patrol police and taken to Pingguoyuan Police Station. I refused
to tell them my name, and they did not allow me to use the toilet. They
accidentally heard my accent when I spoke, and they concluded that I was from
the Jiaodong Region of Shandong Province. Therefore, they took me to the Qingdao
City Liaison Office in Beijing, where over thirty practitioners were detained. A
male practitioner practiced the sitting meditation. As a result, the police
brutally beat him. Many of the practitioners there shouted that the police
should not beat people, which then prevented the police from doing so. We shared
with each other about how true disciples should validate Dafa better and that
ordinary people could not detain gods. I fell asleep around 1:00 a.m. Suddenly,
a policeman kicked me and did not allow me to sleep. He said that tomorrow he
would torture me. My drowsiness disappeared, and I thought that I should leave.
At that time, my heart beat rapidly. After I calmed down, I told the policeman
that I had to go to the bathroom. The policemen were sleepy; so one of them
said, "Go!" I observed the situation in advance. All the windows of
the building were guarded very strictly except for a small window in the
bathroom. I thought that that window must be my only way out. With Master's
help, I successfully escaped. I walked for several hours. I was very hungry and thirsty and did not know
where Tiananmen Square was. I briefly ate something and walked on. Finally, I
went to Qianmen (south of Tiananmen Square). At the gate of Qianmen, I met with
fellow practitioners and my family. It had been two days since we were
separated. On January 29, 2001, I went to the countryside to distribute
truth-clarification materials. I brought four hundred fliers and distributed
them in several villages. When I had forty fliers left, I headed to another
village. At that time, my ankle was suddenly in pain. I said to Master in my
heart: Master, let me be in pain after I have finished distributing the
truth-clarification materials. Looking back, I realized that the pain was Master
giving me a hint, but I did not understand. At that time, I did not know to send
forth righteous thoughts to clear up the evil factors in other dimensions. I
distributed the truth-clarification materials with the mindset of completing a
task. As a result, I was reported on when I returned. When a lot of people
surrounded me, I said, "I am doing a good deed so that people can
understand the truth. Please remember that Falun Dafa is good." The police
took me to the police station where I refused to cooperate with them. At night
they bound me with shackles and handcuffed my hands to the corner of the bed. In
addition, they exposed me to the freezing cold all night. In the morning when
they talked about the staged "Tiananmen self-immolation" incident, I
immediately told them that it was a hoax and that those involved were not Falun
Gong practitioners. In order to get information about the source of the
materials I distributed, they took me to the local police department where I
still refused to cooperate with them. A chief policeman savagely punched me in
the face and tortured me for a day. I was then taken to the detention center.
About a week later, the local police took me back in order to continue torturing
me. There was a pair of handcuffs on the left rear seat in the police car. I
took this as a hint that I could escape as long as I was not handcuffed. As a
result, I escaped when I went to the bathroom, and I contacted practitioner Z at
once. (At present, practitioner Z has gone astray.) At night, I dreamed that I
came to a sorghum field and felt very thirsty; when I wanted to drink water, a
lot of snakes came towards me, and I then left. In the morning after doing the
exercises, I told practitioner Z that I felt that Master was hinting that we
leave. However, we did not leave in time. At noon, an elderly practitioner in
handcuffs led a group of policemen to our house. They took me to the police
station. When they were not looking, I started running, and they immediately
chased after me. An ordinary person who did not understand the truth made me
stumble, so the police soon caught up with me. They beat me violently. A
policeman said, "I can run 100 meters within ten seconds. Where will you
escape to?" He dragged me into the room. Five or six policemen brutally
beat me until one long baton was broken. I was in so much pain that I couldn't
move. I repeatedly recited, "Falun Buddha Law, the Buddha law is
boundless." Then I did not feel the pain. Instead, the police who beat me
became very tired. Without Master's protection, an ordinary person could not
endure it. They locked me in a metal room. (All the police stations had this
kind of room that was used to imprison people. The door and windows were made of
iron.) After being detained in the room, I thought of nothing. After a while, I
saw a mouse coming from a small mouse hole, which made me feel afraid. I thought
that I should not be afraid and that I am a Falun Dafa practitioner. I would not
hurt the mouse. The mouse seemed to understand so it passed by me and went into
the inner room. Soon after that, another small mouse showed its head and stared
at me from the mouse hole. It did not dare to come out. When it went into the
inner room, I came to understand that a mouse could come in and go out of the
room freely, why couldn't I go out? I found only a small window that entered
into an outhouse. I made an attempt, but I had no confidence. When I tried
again, the big glass panel dropped. I thought that I should leave now. The iron
window was so small that I could only wear underclothes or I wouldn't fit. The
outhouse was unlocked. (Later I learned that the police in charge of monitoring
me had gone to the gas station. At that time they had already confirmed my
status, but when they tried to take me away I had already escaped.) It was
winter, and my feet were bare. I only wore a single layer of clothes. I went to
a fellow practitioner's home. He gave me some thick clothes and a copy of Zhuan
Falun. From then on I became homeless. I went back home often around October 2005. I had not upgraded my xinxing,
and I often looked outward and complained about others. So my family environment
was very bad. My attachments were taken advantage of by the old forces. One
evening in October 2005, I was reported on, and the police and
collaborators arrested me at my home. I shouted out on my way,
"Falun Dafa is great." I could feel that the police were not as fierce
as before. They tried to force me to sign the guarantee statement,
but I refused to do so. As a result, they handcuffed me to a bench. When it was
still dark they took me to a brainwashing class. I was very sleepy in the class;
so I fell asleep at once. After a period of time, several people came in,
including an older man. He was over seventy and had a lot of wrinkles on his
face. He pushed me, and I did not respond. He then pushed me again and asked me
how I had come there. I replied that I was persecuted. After a while, former
practitioner Z who had already gone astray came in. I found that she did not
have a heart of benevolence and compassion that a true practitioner should have.
At that time that older man began to talk about his wicked theories. I shouted
loudly, "Shut your mouth. It is producing karma." I did not want to
listen. He was very angry. He said, "I am talking about Master's words. Do
you dare to deny it?" I replied that he distorted Master's words. Z used
Master's name directly, which made me unable to be tolerant. She said that I did
not respect her; so she took a long and narrow bench from under the bed. Then
she forced me to sit on it. I did not cooperate with her. (Later, I found out
that it was a kind of torture. After sitting for a while, it causes great pain
to one's buttocks.) She called on two guards and several collaborators. They
shoved me to the ground and suspended me with my hands handcuffed. Therefore, I
went on a hunger strike. Z shouted, "If you go on a strike we will
force-feed you two days later. Moreover, you have to pay 800 yuan at once, and
you have to ask your wife to pay for you." I wanted to escape right away
because there were a lot of things to do. The fourth day after I went on a
hunger strike, I made use of an opportunity to eat. I thought that, as long as I
could get out, it would not matter if I wrote the statement. After I wrote
nearly one page, Z came and said that what I wrote did not qualify because I
skipped over the vital parts. At the crucial moment, benevolent Master guided me
again. Z brought Hong Yin to me and garbled Master's words. I held Hong
Yin in both hands and saw that Master in the picture was serious and
benevolent, His eyes were filled with tears.
I was surprised by it. I said, "Master is crying, Master is saddened for
me." However, Z said, "Master is laughing." I ignored her. Then I
not only read Hong Yin, but I also read Master's recent articles. I could
feel the effort that Master has put into saving me every time. At midnight, the
two persons in charge of monitoring me began to fall asleep. I realized that I
should go at this time, and I asked Master to strengthen me. I tore up what I
had written and went to the bathroom on the third floor. I escaped from the
small window. In November 2006, the local police arrested many practitioners. I was also
arrested. They took 10,000 yuan from me. We refused to tell them our names. As a
result, a strong policeman savagely beat us. We sent forth righteous thoughts
and maintained peaceful hearts. The third day, another practitioner and I were
taken to the brainwashing class. While being taken to the third floor, we
constantly shouted, "Falun Dafa is great!" When Z saw me, she laughed
at me. She said, "The runaway has come back." I said, "This time
I came here to save you and to tell you that Falun Dafa is great. Earlier, I
advised you to wake up." Although she did not say anything, I felt that she
could not do evil things in front of me. The third day, Z suddenly said, "The practitioner who came here with you
and who also refused to tell her name began to hold a hunger strike. Can you
persuade her to quit the hunger strike?" I told Z that I would talk to her.
Each of us was detained in a room. Previously, we made an agreement not to go on
a hunger strike, so I wanted to know the reason. The fellow practitioner told me
that she felt uncomfortable when she ate; so she realized that we should not eat
here. After meeting with the practitioner, I also went on a hunger strike. Z was
very angry with me. She shouted, "I let you persuade her, and then you also
go on a hunger strike? We should sentence you to forced labor." I asked,
"Do you think it is really up to you?" Several days later, a fellow
practitioner successfully escaped from the window where I escaped last year.
Later he told me that a golden halo led him to escape. It is really true. The next day after the fellow practitioner escaped, the guards asked a worker
to weld the window. They put a pair of handcuffs on me, and two people monitored
me all day. I told them that if I should go, I would go. Some of them did not
believe me, and some of them laughed at me. Every day I strengthened my sending
forth righteous thoughts, and I reminded practitioners not to write the
three statements. At the same time, I clarified the facts to the
persons monitoring me. Some of them understood the truth and withdrew from the
CCP. One night, with Master's help, I took off the handcuffs and easily escaped
from the brainwashing class. Without Master's protection, I could not have made it it to today. We should
not let Master worry about us anymore. Our benevolent Master has endured so much
for us. I should be more diligent, do the three things better, and
accomplish the immense oath of saving sentient beings well. July 23, 2007 Posting date: 8/17/2007 |