(Clearwidsom.net) My hometown is a quiet and peaceful village. There are tall trees on both sides of the road that provide plenty of shade. Occasionally you can hear a dog snoring, but it is always a quiet place.

When I was young, my grandmother told me stories that good is rewarded with good and evil deeds bring retribution, and this includes good and bad deeds done in our past lives.

My mother was frequently ill as a child. This culminated in a terrible nosebleed in 1998, which didn't stop until the doctor put almost an entire roll of gauze up her nose.

When my mother was dying, an aunt came to visit. She brought a book with a blue cover called Zhuan Falun. At that time, many different qigong exercises were promoted and we believed that it was good to follow a qigong practice, so my mother read Zhuan Falun whenever she could sit up. After reading this book, she came to a surprising decision. She decided to stop the treatments and wanted to go to the exercise site to practice Falun Gong.

This was quite a surprise. The entire family wanted to stop her, and she couldn't stand or move without our help.

My mother said firmly, “I am a doctor and I know that I am at death's door. This book gives me the answers to the questions about my life I have held in my heart for a long time. There's a saying, having heard the Tao in the morning, one can die in the evening. Do not stop me."

When we realized that she had made her decision, my father took her to the closest exercise site on his bicycle. Even though the people didn't know my mother, they were very kind and taught her the exercises. And surprisingly, she finished the entire set of exercises, even though she could not stand straight before.

From then and on, I noticed that her complexion was getting rosier. Not long after, she could go to the exercise site by herself.

My mother is still very healthy. She can walk dozens of miles during the summer without getting tired. She can carry heavy loads up and down the stairs without losing her breath. Before she practiced cultivation, she was unable to carry anything and now she no longer complains when carrying anything.

I was very young when I started cultivating myself. I would read Zhuan Falun whenever I had time. One day, when I was at a street crossing on my bicycle, a car hit me. I was thrown quite some distance . The driver got out of the car and asked if I needed to go to the hospital. I told him I was fine and he could leave. He gave me 20 yuan to fix my bicycle but I didn't accept the money. My bicycle and my pencil box were damaged. But, I was fine, except my arms were sore a little.

I experienced many similar situations, but I was safe and sound every time.

Although the persecution has lasted for more than ten years, we firmly believe in Falun Dafa because we have benefited so much.