China Fahui | The Police Shout “Falun Dafa Is Good!”

(Minghui.org) Greetings, revered Master! Greetings, fellow practitioners!

Dafa is the beacon guiding me on my path forward. Seemingly accidentally, I started practicing Falun Dafa (Falun Gong) on November 29, 2008. I’ve only been able to make it this far under Master’s compassionate protection. Master Li transformed me from an ignorant, bewildered ordinary person into a Falun Dafa practitioner of the Fa-rectification period.

Arrangements Made Long Ago

After I began practicing, I realized Master began looking after me long ago.

As soon as I closed my eyes one night in 2004, I saw a bright, dazzling light flashing at me. I didn’t know what was happening. When I told my husband, he said, “Do you have glaucoma?” I said, “No, glaucoma hurts. I don’t feel anything.” My husband suggested we go to the hospital the next day, but I said, “I’m fine, no need.”

The next morning before I fully woke up, I saw patterns unfurling on my forehead, layering out from the center like the kaleidoscope I’d played with as a child. It was incredibly beautiful. What was happening? I could see it as soon as I closed my eyes. Studying the Fa later, I understood that I was seeing through my Celestial Eye.

Several religious adherents tried to convince me to practice their things, but I wasn’t interested. A Christian insisted I study his denomination and brought me several books to read. I declined, saying I had no time. They sat there for two weeks and he eventually took them back.

At that time, I had no interest in Buddhas or Taos. Perhaps my fate was arranged that way.

My husband had a stroke and died in 2007. It was as if the sky had collapsed, and I didn’t know how I would live the rest of my days. Occasionally, an older worker suggested I practice Falun Dafa, but because my husband had just passed and I was still grieving, I didn’t give it much thought. In November 2008, she told me that she fell so hard she tore her pants, but her legs were not injured. We chatted about other things, and then she suddenly said, “Why don’t you practice Falun Dafa with me?” I don’t know why, but I immediately agreed.

I went to her house and borrowed a copy of Zhuan Falun. I read half of it that very day. The next day I continued reading and thought it was wonderful. I finished reading it quickly. She said, “Read it again.” So I took it home and continued reading. There was a paragraph I hadn’t seen the first time, but when I looked for it, it was gone. I told the practitioner, and she said, “We read it every day, and the more we read, the more inner meaning there is.” I got my own book and studied the Fa with several older practitioners every day.

I suddenly had a toothache. I thought, “I’ve obtained the Fa. I’ll ignore it.” The tooth then really stopped hurting. This strengthened my desire to study the Fa and my determination to do the exercises and did them every day. When I saw other practitioners slacking off, I felt very anxious for them.

One day, a practitioner told me, “Several other practitioners and I are going to the detention center to send righteous thoughts.” I said I wanted to go, too. She said, “You’re a new practitioner; it’s very dangerous.” At my insistence, she later took me with her a few times. When I first started to practice, my desire to be diligent was very strong, and I let nothing stop me.

Overcoming Persecution Three Times

Near the end of the year, I was going to go out with a large bag of materials, including calendars and DVDs. I asked another practitioner to go with me to distribute them, but she said she wouldn’t go because it was snowing. The others later told me that the police were looking for her, but she did not want to tell me that. “A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers,” I thought. “If you won’t go, I’ll go by myself.” Because I had so many materials and didn’t pay attention to safety, my attachment to doing things surfaced. I was followed and taken to the police station.

At that time, I didn’t know how to clarify the truth, I just knew I couldn’t cooperate with the persecution. My daughter paid a lot of money to get me released on bail pending trial. I didn’t know what “released on bail” meant and thought the matter was over. My daughter is an ordinary person. When we got home, she told me to stop practicing. I said, “No, I obtained the Fa. How can I betray Master?” She told me, “This isn’t over. You will have to go through legal procedures. They only released you because I wrote a guarantee statement on your behalf. If you keep practicing, they’ll arrest me, too.”

I said, “What does this have to do with you? You don’t need to get involved.” She got angry and insisted I stop practicing. She said if I didn't, she’d sever ties with me. I said, “Even if you sever ties, I’ll still practice.”

She said, “Choose one: Do you want this family? Or do you want your Dafa?”

I replied, “I will absolutely not give up Dafa, but I want my family, and I want the Fa.”

She said, “Then we have to go to the police station to process the separation paperwork. If Dad were alive, he’d beat you to death.” She dragged me to the police station. At the entrance, she cried and said, “Mom, do you really only want your Dafa and not me?”

I told her, “This is my faith.”

She said, “Dad is dead. It won’t be home without you. Let’s go home. I’ll find someone at the courthouse to give you a lighter sentence.” In the end, I was sentenced to three years with three years probation, and they claimed this was the lightest sentence. In my ignorance, I signed the three statements.

I didn’t know they were the “three statements.” The police just told me to write on and sign three forms. I said I didn’t know how to write, so they showed me someone else’s from for me to copy. I wrote that I wouldn’t distribute DVDs anymore. They didn’t even look at it and just had me sign and press my fingerprint, saying, “It’s fine, it’s just a formality.” Then they told me the verdict and told me to report to the Community Corrections Division.

The staff at the Community Corrections Division told me I couldn’t leave my place of residence and that I had to submit a thought report every month. Only then did I wake up: Wasn’t I cooperating with the evil? I’m a practitioner, and Master decides everything for me. How could I cooperate with them? My righteous thoughts emerged. I went home and did not go back. They called many times, but I ignored them and told my daughter to ignore them.

They called her and asked her to write a report on my behalf. Influenced by me, her righteous thoughts had also become strong. She asked them, “Is this how you falsify things?” They were angry and said, “If you don’t cooperate, we’ll arrest your mother.” She hung up the phone and said, “You kept telling me not to answer them. Now they say they are going to arrest you.” I had no fear and firmly refused to cooperate with the persecution.

The second time, a plainclothes officer photographed me while I was clarifying the truth about the persecution. The police waited outside my home for several days, arrested me, and raided my home. I clarified the truth to them and refused to cooperate with any of their demands. They called in five people, including officers from Domestic Security, the Public Security Bureau, and the City Bureau. I still refused to cooperate or sign anything. They later took me to the police station and confiscated my Dafa books and truth-clarification materials.

At the station, my daughter whispered to me, “I found someone and gave the deputy director 2,000 yuan. If you sign, we can go.” When I said I wouldn’t sign, she said, “Then I spent that money for nothing!” I continued to clarify the truth to the police until after 8:00 p.m., when they finally let us go.

My son-in-law was waiting outside. My daughter said, “Mom scared me to death. She was lecturing them on the Constitution, faith, and freedom. I glared at her, but she ignored me and kept talking. The deputy director said I should take Mom to visit the Leshan Giant Buddha or a church. He said, ‘The state doesn’t let her practice this. Isn’t practicing something else the same?’ Mom said, ‘It’s not the same. Falun Dafa is a true cultivation way. Over a hundred countries around the world allow it, only China does not.’”

I said to my son-in-law, “Clarifying the truth is the master key.” My son-in-law smiled and agreed that I did the right thing.

The third time I was arrested, having learned from experience, I didn’t tell my family, so no one knew about it. In 2024 when I went to the veteran’s dormitory to distribute materials, a bicycle repairman at the gate reported me to the City Domestic Security Division. It took them six months to find me. In September 2024, I was studying the teachings at home when someone knocked on the door, but I didn’t answer it. They later brought someone to pick the lock, so I opened the door.

Several people rushed in. I remained calm and thought of Master’s poem:

“If you have fear, they will grab youOnce your thought is righteous, evil will collapsePeople practicing cultivation, filled with FaSending righteous thoughts, exploding rotten ghostsGods are in the world, validating Fa”(“What’s There to Fear,” Hong Yin II).

They were aggressive. Seeing Zhuan Falun and The Essentials of Diligent Progress II on the bed, one person grabbed them. I snatched them back and said, “You are not allowed to touch my things. What are you doing?”

A tall man flashed his badge and said he was from the City Bureau. I said, “I don’t care who you are. Breaking in and taking things is trespassing on a private residence, and that is a crime.” The person who’d grabbed the books left.

I clarified the truth to them. I said Falun Dafa is a high-level Buddhist cultivation way that teaches people to be good. Is it bad to have more good people? They took out their phones and said they had photos of me distributing “anti-reactionary” materials. I picked up a truth-clarification brochure and showed it to them, saying, “Read what’s written inside. We distribute materials to save people.”

They said it was against the Party, so I explained many things to them:

-The siege of Zhongnanhai was a lie fabricated by former CCP leader Jiang Zemin out of petty jealousy. The practice can resolve health issues, and we do not kill, so in regard to the Tiananmen self-immolation, a genuine practitioner would not commit suicide. Have you ever seen police patrolling Tiananmen Square carrying fire extinguishers and fire blankets? Isn’t it obvious that this was staged? Slow-motion footage clearly shows Liu Chunling was struck down by a heavy object wielded by a man in a military coat. Liu Siying could speak and sing after a tracheotomy—does that make sense medically?

-Jiang Zemin persecuted good people and distorted the facts. We tell people the truth, that the Party is persecuting Falun Dafa. The CCP is not China. The Chinese nation has 5,000 years of civilization. We speak of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trust. The Party speaks of deceit, evil, and struggle. In its decades of rule, it has persecuted 80 million Chinese people to death. The Party is the true evil cult.

-Falun Gong is not on the list of 14 cults identified by the Party. Determining what is an evil cult is not up to any organization or individual. It was Jiang Zemin’s interview with the French newspaper Le Figaro—complete nonsense.

-The China Press and Publication Administration long ago repealed the ban on the publication of Zhuan Falun, so all Falun Gong books are legal.

-Citizens have freedom of belief.

I spoke about the Constitution, Criminal Law, and Civil Servant Law. I said, “Accountability will be traced back 20 or 30 years. You think Falun Gong is a political movement, but every movement comes to an end. When that day comes, who will be blamed? Who will bear the responsibility? Whoever handles the case will be held responsible. Have you thought about the consequences? Why have these orders to carry out the persecution only been disseminated as oral instructions and never official documents? Think carefully. You are educated people with brains. If not for yourself, you must consider your family.

“The Party is persecuting people who cultivate Buddhahood and the Tao. In the future, after the Fa-rectification ends, will Gods and Buddhas forgive those who committed evil and persecuted the Buddha Law? Gods are watching.”

I also spoke about the June 4th Massacre, the fall of the Berlin Wall, and many other things.

When I’d finished speaking, they said, “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!” They said they would remember what they’d heard and referred to Master Li as “Master.” They said, “You told us so many things we’d never heard before.”

In the police station, when a new officer arrived, I called him over and said, “Let me tell you about the law.” Even the gatekeeper came in to listen to the truth.

An officer later said, “This case was sent down from the city. We don’t dare release you, but we will try our best to help you.” When they took me to the detention center, they said, “We’ve investigated, and this person is seriously ill. Can you refuse to accept her?” The person in reception said, “The captain isn’t here. You will have to go to the hospital for a certificate.”

The checkup showed no illness, just slightly high blood pressure. They told me, “We tried our best.” They also noted that the heart disease I had in the past was gone. They said they thought I’d be released in a few days.

I said, “My heart disease is gone; this is the power of Dafa. Before I practiced, my heart condition was severe. Now I am well, as you all can see.”

They all acknowledged it but prescribed high blood pressure medication. I said, “Since I became a practitioner, I haven’t taken a single pill.”

They said, “When I retire, I will practice with you. Then we will be fellow disciples.”

I said, “You can practice now.” When one of them asked me to help him get a book, I said, “What book doesn’t the police station have? Do you really need me to get it for you?” They said their superiors wouldn’t let them read the book.

They took me to the detention center again and said, “Just stay here for a few days; we will do our best to help you.”

After they left, I thought: “My being here is not accidental. I am here to clarify the truth and save people.” I put aside any fear of death and left everything to Master. This was also a test for me. I would absolutely not cooperate with the persecution and would simply do what a practitioner should do.

The next morning, I did all the exercises. Then I held my palm erect and sent righteous thoughts. The others in the cell tried to stop me, saying they would be punished for what I did. I told the head inmate, “I practice Dafa and I must do the exercises. I was wrongly accused; they framed me. I want to see the captain.” Shortly after, the captain took me to the office. I began to clarify the truth, saying whatever came to mind. The captain listened the whole time. Finally, he said, “Stop talking. If you keep talking, you’ll brainwash us all. Let’s go back to your cell.”

When we got there, the captain told the head inmate, “This woman is old. Take good care of her. If anything happens, I’ll hold you responsible.”

The other inmates asked me, “Why didn’t they make you squat and hold your head?”

I said, “I am different from you. I was arrested for practicing Falun Gong. I committed no crime.”

From that day on, someone helped me with everything. When we got food, they gave me more and asked if it was enough. Others got less than half a bowl, but I got more than half. I recited the Fa, and did the exercises every day. By the eighth day, I got a little anxious and asked Master to help me so I could go home—I still had many sentient beings to save.

While I was meditating and asking Master for help, a guard came in and immediately lost her temper. The other inmates were holding their heads, but I was still meditating. She said, “Look at you all—none of you are as good as Auntie. Everyone, cross your legs for me!” Asking Master worked!

The next day, people from the City Bureau came to have me sign something, but I refused to. I said I wouldn’t sign anything, so they left. Two days later, someone from the court came, and I started to clarify the truth to him. He interrupted me and asked, “Do you plead guilty or accept the penalty?”

I said, “I neither plead guilty nor accept the penalty. I have no guilt.”

When he said, “You don’t have the final say,” I told him he didn’t have the final say, either.

“Who has the final say?” he asked.

I said, “Master Li has the final say. We are saving people, and you are breaking the law.” Before I could finish, his eyes went blank, and he stopped talking, packed up his equipment, and ran out without even waiting for the recorder. The next day, due to “insufficient evidence,” the arrest was not approved, and I was released.

When I walked out, people from the police station came to pick me up, gave me a big hug, and even wanted to take me out to eat. Then they called my daughter to come and get me.

Manifesting Miracles

There are many inconceivable things in this human world that are difficult to believe unless one personally experiences them.

As I started to clarify the truth to a man in his 40s, he said, “I am with the Public Security Bureau.” He took out his badge to show me. I said, “No matter what you do, you must first save your life.” Seeing him take out his phone to dial, I took advantage of his distraction and rode away on my bike. He chased after me. I looked back and sent a thought: “Do not allow him to commit evil.”

By then I had reached the supermarket entrance. Seeing him in hot pursuit, I sent another thought: “Don’t let him see me.” I squatted down to lock my bike, and he really didn’t see me and ran past me down the road. He looked around at the intersection, while I went into the supermarket and continued clarifying the truth.

Another time, seeing a contingent hanging a CCP red flag, I sent a righteous thought: “Do not let it poison sentient beings here. Make it disappear.” Two days later, that flag was really gone. They hung it several more times. Each time I sent righteous thoughts, and the next day it would be gone. Eventually, they hung a yellow flag instead.

Another time, I saw a red flag on a building near a fellow practitioner’s home. I asked her why she didn’t send righteous thoughts to get rid of it. She said, “I did, but it didn’t work” and asked me to do it. I did, but the evil that made them hang that flag was stubborn, and it took three days to get rid of it.

A large clock at an intersection near me played CCP songs very loudly after striking the hour. The sound really carried, so I sent righteous thoughts to eliminate it. The next day, it stopped ringing. But a few days later, I heard it again. I thought: “I absolutely cannot let it exist and poison sentient beings.”

After this happened several times, the clock played other music, so I ignored it. Then, a few days later, it changed back. I sent a powerful thought: “Make it disappear completely!” Sure enough, the clock was removed and replaced with a large display screen.

Gains from Reciting the Fa

I do the three things Master asks of us and I keep up with the Fa-rectification to help Master save sentient beings. By reciting the Fa, I have enlightened to many Fa principles, and I’ve become more diligent. I go out every day to clarify the truth and save people, using the wisdom and supernormal abilities Dafa has bestowed upon me to distribute materials in person. I distribute The Ultimate Goal of Communism, adhesive stickers, hang banners, and give radios and firewall-circumvention software to people. In short, I distribute whatever I have.

Reading the recent articles on Minghui about practitioners whose Celestial Eyes are open seeing Master weeping, I believe this is a silent alarm ringing constantly, striking my heart. I am determined to double my efforts in doing the three things well to repay Master’s grace.

If anything I’ve said is not based on the Fa, please kindly point it out.

(Selected Submissions to the 22nd China Fa Conference on Minghui.org)