(Minghui.org) I practiced martial arts in the past. My life was difficult, and in order to make a living, I became a criminal for a while.
Qigong became popular in China in the 1990s. Several qigong masters told me that I had a severe internal injury. I was diagnosed with septicemia (blood poisoning) when I was in my thirties.
Seemingly by chance, in 1997 I was given a copy of the main book of Falun Dafa, Zhuan Falun. As I read, I began to realize that the real meaning of life was to return to our original realms. I decided to become a good person by following the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance.
I began eliminating my bad habits, and soon my septicemia disappeared. I experienced many of the supernormal phenomena mentioned in Zhuan Falun. I realized that Falun Dafa is very profound, and that I was very fortunate to practice it.
I helped many people after I began practicing Falun Dafa. I did not ask for or accept any money or gifts.
One summer morning I was waiting at a railway station. A man standing nearby suddenly passed out and collapsed on the ground.
I revived him by pressing the acupuncture point below his nose. He exhaled a long breath and woke up, but he was very weak. I asked a donkey cart driver to take him to a hospital.
A few days later, the man I had saved came to my house with liquor and other gifts. He said he had asked many people to find me. I told him that I was a Falun Dafa practitioner and did not seek any rewards.
“You Falun Dafa practitioners are so good!” he said. “Let’s be friends.” Later, whenever we met, he called me “a life saver.”
One day after work, I went for a walk by the railway station. Two men had knocked each other down, and were arguing,. Each was demanding that the other compensate him. They asked me to be the judge.
One of them was the man whose life I had saved at the railway station. The other was my friend. I told them that since they both knew me, they should be friends and be kind to each other. When they realized that they both knew me, they smiled at the “coincidence,” and my friend said that I had come along just at the right time.
The man whose life I saved said, “This Falun Dafa practitioner refused to take money after he saved my life. So what are we fighting for?” They stopped fighting and shook hands.
One morning as I passed a railway crossing, I saw a woman in her sixties on her motorcycle suddenly fall into a deep ditch next to the road.
I asked the man on duty at the railway crossing if he had seen her fall. He said he had. I started to run over to save her, but the man stopped me. He said, “You should stay away, because her family likes to cheat people out of money.”
I thought, “I'm a Falun Dafa practitioner, and I have to help.” I said, “Even if I'm cheated, I still need to try to save her.”
I ran over to check on her. The motorcycle was on top of her, and she wasn't moving. I pulled the motorcycle off of her and carried her out of the ditch. Her face was covered in blood.
I stopped a taxi. The taxi driver knew the woman. I asked him to take her to the hospital and then call her family.
The woman was fine after being treated at the hospital. The doctor said she had suffered a stroke, and without immediate medical treatment, she would have died.
A week later, an old man came to my work. He shook my hand and said, “Thank you so much! If not for you, my wife would have died in that ditch.” He gave me two boxes of expensive cigarettes.
I told him that I practiced Falun Dafa and did not accept gifts. I said that Master Li, the founder of Falun Gong, has told us to be good people and follow the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance.
When he saw I was determined to not accept his gifts, he did not know what to do. He held my hand tightly and kept repeating, “Falun Dafa is good, you are all good people!”
I was riding a motorcycle near a bridge in the autumn of 2004, when I saw a three-wheeled motorcycle driving very fast ahead of me. As the motorcycle was turning onto the bridge, it suddenly fell under it. Several people hurried over.
I immediately pulled over and rushed to help.
The motorcycle's windshield was broken, and it was turned upside down. Only the rider’s head was visible, and his body was still under the motorcycle. He was unconscious. I pulled him out and laid him flat on the ground.
The man regained consciousness and told me his home phone number. I asked the people in the crowd to stop a car to take him to the hospital. I also called his family to let them know about the accident.
Before he got into the car, the man held my hand and said, “I might have died if it were not for you. Can you give me your card, so I can find you later?” I told him I practiced Falun Dafa, and because the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) was persecuting Falun Dafa and arresting practitioners, I had no cards. I asked him to just remember that “Falun Dafa is good.”
“Persecuting Falun Dafa? Without good people like you, I would be dead," he said. “It is nonsense to persecute Falun Dafa!”
One of the people in the crowd that had gathered around us said, “Falun Dafa practitioners are good people. In China today, nobody cares about others. It's wrong to arrest Falun Dafa practitioners.” Others made similar remarks.
I soon forgot about this incident. A year later, I walked by that same bridge. The man walking towards me looked familiar. I realized he was the man I had saved under the bridge.
He shook my hand and invited me to his house to have a drink.
I told him that Falun Dafa practitioners do not drink. He then insisted that I come to his house for a meal.
As we walked, I asked if he had heard about quitting the CCP and its affiliated organizations, and explained why he should. He said, “Yes, I'll quit. I trust what you say. You Falun Dafa practitioners help others and seek nothing in return.”
I said, “I saved your life under the bridge. During our lives, we have many tribulations. Remembering that Falun Dafa is good, Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good, and quitting the CCP are really life-saving.”
He replied, “Today, you've saved my life a second time.”