(Clearwisdom.net) With my mom’s help, I started to cultivate Falun Dafa when I was young. Soon after, all my illnesses gradually went away. I thank Master for giving me good health. I also understand that I should treat everyone with kindness, and that in conflicts I have to always be tolerant. I look to identify and eliminate my selfish notions and attachments, trying to be diligent in learning Master’s Fa, as I have realized that this is the only way to return to ones original true self.
I could not understand why the Chinese Communist Party banned such a good practice back in July 1999. One day in 2000, my mom and I went to Tiananmen Square to hold banners saying: “Truthfulness, Compassion, Tolerance” is good, “Dafa is widely spread” and “The Buddha Fa is boundless.” When mom and I were holding the banners up high, at that moment I felt myself become very tall and magnificent. I had a feeling that even a forest of guns and a hail of bullets could not defeat me. The police ran towards my mom and me, but I did fear them at all. My one thought was that the police should not take the banners in my hand away.
All of a sudden, eight or nine police kicked me down to the ground but they could not take the banner away from me. No matter how they hard they beat me up, I did not let go of our sacred banner. People at the scene did not know what was happening and someone asked the police: “What offense has this little girl committed? Why do you people beat her up like this?” My mom told them that we practiced Falun Dafa. The police then stopped my mom from talking and the people around me dared not say anything in support of Dafa. The police took the banners away from me, and they dragged my mom and me to the police vehicle. We did not know where they were going to take us.
They interrogated both my mom and me separately. I closed my mouth without saying a single word to the police, no matter how the police beat me up or cursed me. Eventually they had no other choice except to release us and they called the Zhao Yuan police station to come and take us back..
On the way back the police were interrogating and cursing me, even beating me up. I had only Dafa in my mind. During the interrogation, I quietly recited “Hong Yin”, and since I was determined in cultivating Dafa, the police had to release me and I went home.
I was alone, as my mom had not come home. I was still a little girl who barely knew how to cook and I went to school by myself. Sometimes the rice was not cooked very well, so I would have to eat it raw. Once I was at home when a snake came into the backyard.. I was so afraid that I ran all day thirty miles to where my mom was imprisoned. In tears I begged the Police officers to release my mom so she could come home. They did not allow me to see my mom So I had no choice but to return home at night traveling thirty miles again.
All the way, I repeatedly recited Master’s poem,
“Dafa is what you carry everywhere,
Zhen Shan Ren, rooted in the mind;
A great Arhat walks the earth,
Gods and demons fear with awe.”
(“Benevolent Might”, Hong Yin, translation version A)
I arrived safely back home .
The next morning I found that the snake had died at the front door. I understood right away that Master had been beside me protecting me. Falun Dafa is sacred. I was moved to tears. My beloved Master, you have been protecting me all along!
