(Minghui.org) I came across Zhuan Falun in a bookstore in Linjiangmen, Chongqing in the spring of 1997. When I opened it I saw a photo of Master Li Hongzhi (the founder) wearing a suit and tie. He looked so familiar and it was as if he were smiling at me.
I bought the book immediately and placed it on my tea table at home. When my daughter came in after playing outside, she saw the book and picked it up carefully. She was staring at it like she was trying to remember something. Then she turned to me and said, “Mama, where did you get this book? I have been looking for it since I was three-years-old.”
I was shocked at what she said. I said to myself, “This must be a book from heaven.” I then embarked on my journey of cultivation in Falun Dafa.
Police Touched by Kindness
A dozen Domestic Security officers from Chongqing Police Department and personnel from the local 610 Office stormed into my home on the evening of September 12, 2003. I refused to open the door, but the intruders cut it open with an electric saw.
I calmly asked the head of the 610 Office to show me a warrant. She took out a warrant, but the name on it was spelled differently from mine. I said, “This is not my name. What you are doing is against the law.” She was at a loss for words.
She then said, “We will have the document reissued with the correct name .”
I said, “But you have already broken the law.”
I then poured glasses of water, cut up some fruit, and asked them to sit down. I was aware that we must awaken these people while eliminating any interference.
Ten years later, I heard that one of those officers went home and told his mother-in-law that Falun Dafa practitioners were very kind and that, although they ransacked the home of one of them and pried open her door, she gave them water and fruit. He remarked at how kind and peaceful I was during the incident.
He later asked to be transferred out of the 610 Office and became a traffic control officer. It was Master Li's teachings that have taught me to think of others even when we are suffering ourselves.
Fists Stopped in Mid-Air
I was taken to Yuzhong District Detention Centre because of the Wei Xingyan Incident. Ms. Wei Xingyan, a graduate student from Chongqing University, was raped and the incident was made public. The 610 Office personnel interrogated me for a few days and nights in an attempt to get information.
When they failed, they tried many times to punch me, but their fists were stopped in midair and didn't make contact. I knew that Master Li was protecting me from being hit and was giving me strength.
I was sentenced to 10 years of imprisonment and transferred to a prison from the detention center.
In prison, my name was put on a list for blood testing. I focused on one thought—they would not be able to draw my blood. I asked Master for protection. When it was my turn, three inmates watched while the doctor sterilized my right arm and looked for a vein. She tapped at the back of my hand to raise the vein but to no avail. Those around were very surprised.
They were never able to take my blood during the 10 years I was held there.
Realizing how precious Falun Dafa was, I memorized Zhuan Falun. This benefited me tremendously while I was imprisoned without the book to read. No matter how bad the environment was or how tired I was, every day, from 4:00 a.m. to 6:00 p.m., I studied the Fa by reciting two chapters a day of Zhuan Falun. As soon as it was time, I started to recite the Fa. Even when I was being interrogated day and night, I would tune out the interrogator to study in my mind.
To force Dafa practitioners to give up their belief, the authorities had a system of brainwashing the practitioners in the Chongqing Female Prison. Every interaction with the guards was a struggle between the righteous and the evil. Through daily Fa study, however, I was filled with righteous thoughts, which helped me survive the evil environment without getting lost. I thus remained steadfast in my belief for the 10 years I was in prison.
During my imprisonment, I was able to undo the prison guards' deceptive tricks with compassion and dignity. When my term was up, one guard said to me, “In fact, we all respect you.” Another guard said, “Seeing how committed you are, I borrowed a copy of Zhuan Falun.” Another one said, “I believe in Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance.”
I was released from prison and sent home on September 11, 2013. On September 13, a staff member from the local community organization brought me a document. I was shocked to read that I was deemed to not be “transformed” while in prison and was therefore subject to three more years of “transformation,” which was to be completed at the community level.
I challenged the woman to show me the law that allowed for such a thing. She could not provide anything. When I showed my father the document, he shook with rage. “This is evil! I can't believe it. They threw a kind person in prison for 10 years. And now another three years!”
But I just ignored the document. I didn't go to the officials I was supposed to report to, and they never came to my home. This was all due to Master's protection so that I could continue to negate the persecution. The Chinese Communist Party is evil beyond imagination.
I will do my best to do the three things and live up to my mission and Master's merciful salvation. I will not look back. Dafa's sacredness, splendidness, and dignity can only be demonstrated through solid cultivation.