(Clearwisdom.net) On September 3, 2002, I boarded a train bound for Beijing. I walked through two compartments of the train and could not find a free seat. I ended up standing in the middle, between the two compartments. Here, a train policeman was examining an old lady's ticket, and then opened her baggage. While digging through it, he asked a few questions every once in a while. I didn't move one bit or act like I wasn't watching, and I thought in my heart: "I'm not afraid of evil anyway." But all of a sudden, I felt a little bit awkward. I walked to the next compartment. I realized that the word "anyway" was always in my mind, which made me accept the evil's existence, and I was unable to find righteous thoughts. If I'm not afraid of the evil, then why do I have to endure the evil's tests! Then, now that I have seen the evil's arrangement, and recognized its evil motives, why do I still turn a blind eye to it, and why am I unable to be clearheaded? The previously crowded train now had a free seat for me. I realized that my leaving the police was rational.

I thought that if I would like to go to Tiananmen, I would have a pleasant journey, and I would not let any tribulations obstruct me. I certainly would not let the evil people touch me. Teacher has already given us omnipotent supernormal abilities. If I again let any people or other beings watch Dafa practitioners being beaten to the ground, that is humiliating Dafa, and I by no means agree with it. I am here to help Teacher rectify the Fa, and I am a true presence of Dafa in the world. How can I be bullied or deceived by the evil? Teacher said: "This is because the principles of Dafa prohibit it, as the nature of the universe governs everything" ("A Brief Explanation of Shan," Essentials for Further Advancement I) I believe in it, I one hundred percent believe in it.

While I was walking from the train station towards Tiananmen, the whole way I felt it was very easy, like wiping away dust off a polished surface. Once any bad thought emerged, I would immediately resist it. I felt that Dafa was firmly rooted deep in my heart, and that it was unshakeable. All deviations completely vanished under Dafa's dignity.

After getting to Tiananmen, I felt that I was very light-hearted without strong feelings and could face death unflinchingly. I firmly believed that all should be smooth and natural, as one righteous thought should defeat a hundred evils! "Falun Dafa is good" With the banner raised high above my head, I shouted out time and time again "Falun Dafa is good!" Sound after sound, completely destroying the evil. When I faced the public, I even yelled louder "Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!" and "Stop persecuting Falun Gong!"

I folded my banner and it started to rain. My heart was clear-cut. When I came, I thought: "How many times do you need to go to Tiananmen to be a qualified Dafa practitioner? How many times do I need to yell 'Falun Dafa is good' to fulfill my mission?" Then as I stood in Tiananmen Square, I finally found a solution: to give my all to clarifying the truth, as long as the persecution has not stopped and as long as Fa-rectification continues.