(Clearwisdom.net) Teacher visited Dalian city three times despite his busy schedule. He covered almost every corner of Dalian, busy taking care of sentient beings. It is truly like Teacher said,

"Handling human affairs of every sort,

Burdened with all of heaven's troubles."

("Cold and Along Up High", Hong Yin)

Now twelve years later, we still remember what Teacher did and said. I will always remember the moments we spent with Teacher very clearly.

On March 27, 1994, in the auditorium of the Dalian University of Foreign Languages, my mother and I attended the first lecture Teacher gave in Dalian. My mother was in very poor health. She had all kinds of diseases, particularly tuberculosis, which made walking very difficult for her. My brother had heard that Falun Gong was very popular in Beijing. When Teacher came to Dalian, my brother bought tickets 'for my mom and me so we could attend Teacher's seminar..

At that time, I simply did not understand anything about cultivation and practicing. I thought that any Qigong master must be pretty old. When I saw Teacher, I had some doubts because he looked so young. Teacher's words drew everyone's attention and he always smiled. He looked plain and ordinary, but also great.

There were not' many people in Dalian who knew about Falun Gong at the time. Several hundred people attended the seminar. There were some empty seats in the auditorium, but Teacher was responsible even for this small group. He conscientiously explained the Fa to us. Teacher asked everyone to hold out one hand with the palm facing up in order to feel the Falun. A lot of people said they saw and felt Falun. My mother said she saw a round thing rotating in her hand. I didn't see or feel anything, so I was curious what the Falun looked like. Then Teacher told us that some people can see and some can't, and some people can feel and some can't. Different people experience it differently. I didn't say anything about how I felt, but Teacher knew.

We also witnessed Teacher cure a paralyzed person. She was a coworker of my brother. Teacher waved his hand several times, and she started to walk again. It was really a miracle. During the class, my mother felt that her whole body was light and relaxed and even breathing became enjoyable for her. After the lecture, my mother immediately enrolled in Teacher's Falun Gong seminar. I also wanted to continue to listen to Teacher, but I had to go to work. The night after we attended Teacher's lecture, my mother slept very well. She then went to the seminar by bus all by herself.

It was a hot summer in 1994. Eleven people from our family attended the second seminar Teacher held in Dalian. On July 1, 1994, the stadium at the Dalian Locomotive Factory was full of people. Even the space in front of Teacher's podium was full of people who were sitting on the ground. Had it not been for Teacher's merciful arrangement, I would not have been able to attend. I worked in a store which was very busy and I couldn't ask for a single day off. But several days before Teacher's seminar, my supervisor asked me to work during the morning in a market where we had a branch of our store. I worked from 6 am to 12 pm. I was so happy that I could attend Teacher's seminar.

At our branch in the morning market, everyone except me got a job due to personal connections. Many people wanted to work there because it was only open for 6 hours whereas the main store was open for 12 hours. Everyone said I was really lucky. In fact, it was because of Teacher's blessings.

During the class, Teacher opened my celestial eye. I saw beautiful Falun. And I also saw images of all kinds of Buddhas and Gods on the microphone, the loudspeakers, and even the water bottle on Teacher's desk. Teacher always arrived at the stadium ahead of time. Once I met Teacher when he walked in my direction. At that time, I was really ignorant and didn't even know how to greet Teacher with a Heshi. I still feel regret when I think about it.

My mother saw a lot of Falun in different sizes. She saw them flying in the stadium and rectifying students' bodies. In the class, there was a woman with spirit possession. She let out a cry every so often. People turned around to look at her. Teacher told us that we should not look at her and that there are all kinds of interferences. He also mentioned that it is not easy for people to obtain the Fa and therefore everyone should listen very carefully.' Teacher was sending out energy out while he said this. My mother watched some black smoke fly out of the stadium.

Our whole family cannot' forget Teacher's kind manner. Teacher was already highly recognized in the country, but he was not like other renowned Qigong masters who were full of airs. One day after the class, my seven-year-old nephew wanted to buy ice cream. Teacher happened to walk by him. He patted my nephew on the head, smiled, and told him to practice diligently. We couldn't stay calm while we watched Teacher walking away''. How respectable Teacher is.

After the seminar was finished, Teacher started to purify my body. I knew that I had accumulated much karma during my past lives. I developed boils on my feet, which swelled up so much it was impossible to wear shoes. I had to stay at home for two days. The boils on my feet disappeared, but then they appeared on my lower legs and discharged pus. They didn't prevent me from going to work, though. After that, boils appeared on my fingers. Later my fingernails fell off, and new fingernails grew. I didn't go to the hospital. I just went to work as usual and everything was cured.

I had seen the word "cultivation" in books before, but I didn't have any experience with cultivation. Not until I started to cultivate did I understand its profound meaning. Teacher protected me all the time. Not very long after the seminar, an incident occurred. At 5 o'clock in the morning, I was riding on a bus. When the bus approached a bus stop, I stood at the door of the bus waiting for it to open. The door opened, but the bus didn't slow down. I was thrown out and fell on the ground. I was not harmed at all. It was just like Teacher said,

"What is owed must be paid for. Therefore, some dangerous things may occur in the course of cultivation practice. When these things take place, however, you will not be scared, and neither will real danger be allowed to happen to you." (Zhuan Falun)

In late December 1994, Dalian's largest stadium, the Xinghai Stadium, was full of people. When Teacher arrived, everyone applauded and many people cried. What a precious moment. So many people in such a large stadium were all quiet when Teacher was teaching the Fa.

After Teacher finished the lecture, he started to purify students' bodies. He did one side of the stadium at a time. When it was our turn, we didn't stamp our feet at the exact same time. Teacher smiled and asked us to do it again. I couldn't image how much Teacher had endured for sentient beings. It cannot be described with human language. When I watched Teacher leaving, I thought that this seminar would be the last one Teacher gave in China. No ones knew it was the last time we saw Teacher.

During those peaceful and sunny days, my mother studied the Fa and practiced the exercises. At the group practice site, she saw a scene just like Teacher mentioned in Zhuan Falun, "My Fashen sit in a circle, ... this Falun Dafa site is shielded with red light, and it is red all over." While she meditated, she also experienced what Teacher said in Zhuan Falun, "...you should feel wonderful and very comfortable as though you are sitting inside an egg shell." All her illnesses disappeared. Her health had undergone enormous changes. Sometimes she saw golden worlds in other dimensions.

After July 20, 1999, the persecution began and our cultivation environment disappeared. Neighbors, coworkers, and relatives all tried to persuade my mother to quit cultivation. She firmly told them that she would continue to practice Falun Gong even if everyone else stopped. She said that she used to have all kinds of illnesses and that no medicine cured her. It was Teacher who gave her a second life. She was determined to follow Teacher and to cultivate until the very end. Although she continued to study the Fa and practice the exercises, her xinxing level dropped because she was angry with the government for not allowing people to practice Falun Gong. How much medical expenses could be saved if everyone would practice Falun Gong?

At that time, the Nine Commentaries on the Communist Party had not' yet been published. We did not know the evil nature of the Chinese Communist Party. The evil took advantage of our loopholes. My mother developed a fist-size lump on the left side in her stomach. She could feel it but she didn't want her children to know about it.

One day in March 2001 around 6 o'clock, without any warning, my mother suddenly started to vomit blood mixed with some substance that seemed to be rotten. She looked very pale. I cried out Teacher's name. After my mother vomited a lot of blood which could have filled half a sink, the vomiting stopped. She felt much better. My brother came back home and took her to the hospital. He was worried as my mother was almost 70 years old and just vomited so much blood. Around midnight at the hospital, she vomited blood again. The doctors and nurses were very nervous. But the medical checkup showed that nothing was wrong with her. In the hospital, I told her to recite Teacher's Hong Yin and other articles.

Several days later, my mother wanted to go home. The doctor insisted that she should stay for several more days. I told her that she should get out of the hospital if her problems had disappeared. '

One morning while she did the meditation, she saw Teacher's Fashen flying through the window. Teacher's Fashen didn't say anything. She told me that Teacher looked very upset. She cried and realized that she didn't pass her test. She immediately left the hospital.

The power of Dafa and Teacher saved my mother's life again and again. There is no reason for us not to set aside our attachments, do the three things well, cultivate diligently, and cherish this precious opportunity.

Here, I want to thank the practitioner who encouraged me to write this article.