Spreading Dafa and Raising Awareness of the Persecution Regardless of the Weather

(Minghui.org) I was fortunate to start practicing Falun Dafa in 1996 and become a practitioner who cultivates Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance.

Amidst the lengthy and brutal persecution started by the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) in 1999, I let go of life and death, and braved a reign of terror. I’ve persevered in going out to tell people about Falun Dafa and the persecution face-to-face all year round. During the three years of the COVID pandemic, I also overcame the lockdown and went out to clarify the truth to people. At the same time, I also tempered myself in the harsh environment.

I lived by myself after my husband passed away, and dedicated every second of my energy into doing the three things well daily. I woke up at 3 a.m. to do the exercises, and finished all five exercises without stopping. I kept reminding myself that Master gave me this cultivation environment so I could do the three things well and save more sentient beings.

During these years, I have been declining my sister and daughter’s annual invitations to go to different parts of China or abroad for a tour. I would feel guilty wasting the precious time that is meant for saving people. I therefore remain dedicated, and put in my full effort to do well with the three things. I want to cherish the precious time that Master has extended to save more people so as not to let down Master’s benevolent salvation.

Going to the Countryside to Clarify the Truth

After the CCP began persecuting Falun Dafa in July 1999, a fellow practitioner, my daughter, and I went out to clarify the truth. We went out to talk to people in person, hang truth-clarifying materials on doors, paste related stickers, and hang banners in the county seat. Most of our county’s population was located in the villages, so I shared my thoughts with other practitioners, “Let’s not just make our rounds in the city. We need to quicken our pace in saving people and step out of the city to reach villagers so that they can be saved too.” They agreed.

Given that, we went out together. Everyone carried a large bag of CDs and truth-clarifying materials, and rode bicycles to visit every house in the villages. We informed people about the CCP’s persecution of Falun Dafa, and encouraged them to quit the CCP and its youth organizations. We greeted people warmly when we met them on the street, gave them the truth-clarifying CDs and Dafa materials, and persuaded them to quit the CCP.

After exploring the villages on the outskirts of the city, my bicycle was no longer up to the task, so I bought an electric tricycle. Every morning, I rode this tricycle to the countryside alongside three to four other practitioners. We sent forth righteous thoughts and memorized the Fa along the way. We went from village to village to distribute truth-clarifying materials door to door and persuade people to quit the Party. The results was very good. During the process, we suffered hardship, eliminated our karma, enjoyed ourselves amid the hardship, and were filled with joy and harmony.

We once passed by a melon garden and I gave truth-clarifying CDs to the married couple who were watching over the melons. I also persuaded them to quit the CCP. After they understood what we told them, the wife said gladly, “We quit! Thank you for talking to us in the heat of summer. Come on into the shed and cool off for a bit.”

I thanked them, and just as I turned around to leave, the wife tugged at my bag and stuffed in two melons. After that, I placed two yuan into their melon basket, but she did not want it no matter what. She even said, “You came to save me. I don’t even know how to thank you!” I replied, “Master asked me to come and save you. Master is the one who is saving people. You should thank Master Li Hongzhi. You work very hard growing melons, relying on selling them to earn money and support your family. We are cultivators of Truthfulness, Compassion, and Forbearance, so we do not take advantage of others.”

Seeing that I was sincere about paying her, she accepted the money. With tears in her eyes, the wife placed her palms together, and said, “Please take care!” I thanked her. Some other kind villagers asked us to stay for lunch and some even plucked fresh vegetables for us, but we declined all of them. Some people even asked us for a few more Shen Yun CDs to show to their relatives.

Time flies. Over the course of several months, the daily range of our tricycle, which was equipped with two sets of batteries, increased from 10 kilometers [6 miles] to 80 kilometers [50 miles]. When I checked our county’s map, I realized that we had already visited about a third of the villages. The remaining two thirds were located far away in the mountainous areas. I wondered what to do. Should I buy a car?

I talked to the practitioner who drove the tricycle and hoped that she could consider getting a driver’s license, and she agreed. With that, I spent 4,000 yuan [$590] for her tuition fees and waited for her to get the license. I also bought a car quickly after that. By the end of October, the few of us were able to travel to the countryside every day in a car that sheltered us from the wind and rain. We traveled village by village, hamlet by hamlet, and went door to door to deliver Minghui truth-clarifying calendars, and other materials and CDs.

I once walked into a grocery store carrying a large bag of truth-clarifying materials. There were many people in the store. Some were playing mahjong, some were watching the game, and some were chatting. Everyone turned to look at me. Someone asked me, “What are you selling?” I smiled and replied, “Greetings, everyone! I have come to bring you good news!”

As I spoke, I took out all the materials and displayed them out on a table. Everyone crowded around the table to choose what they liked, and took it with them. Suddenly, one middle-aged man walked over and said with a stern face, “You are bringing all these things here to promote Falun Gong, right? Did you bring your identification card?”

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone to call the police. I tried to explain to him, but he would not listen. Just then, another middle-aged man shouted very seriously, “Mind your own business! She came all the way just to bring us some great stuff. If you don’t want any, then just pass on it, but don’t go pulling any of your rotten stunts.”

I thanked him, walked out of the store and quickly contacted the other practitioners to get ready to go to another village. Just as our car was about to leave the hamlet, we met a police car that was about to enter. Under Master’s benevolent protection and with kind people’s help, we managed to escape a disaster.

In the rural areas, every town holds a market day once a week. I recorded which town held their market day on which day, and we brought more truth-clarifying materials there to talk to people face-to-face. Every time before we set off, I offered incense in front of Master’s portrait and hoped that Master would empower us and bring predestined people to us. At the markets, we were able to persuade around 40 people to quit the CCP and its youth organizations every day. Even at smaller scale markets, we were also able to persuade around 30 people without any problem.

Thank You, Master, for Saving My Life

The five of us were once on our way home after distributing the CDs. When our tricycle reached the middle of a slope, it could not go further and slid towards the forest by the road side. Seeing that practitioner Shao’s head was about to slam into a roadside tree trunk which was about a foot in diameter, there was a sudden loud “clang” as the angle iron on the side of the tricycle slammed into the tree trunk. The impact bent the metal into the shape of a bow, and the shock sent my heart pounding, throbbing right up into my throat! If not for Master’s protection by our sides, who knows what would happen to this practitioner’s head!

Another time, our car had to urgently give way to an oncoming vehicle, causing it to sway violently. Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, I shouted, “Master! Master! Master!” At that instant, our car plunged headfirst into a roadside pit that was several meters deep, nose down, tail up. The rear end of our car came to rest over a yard below the road surface. It even knocked flat a metal road signpost that was as thick as a large bowl, but this impact provided just enough cushioning. We escaped the ordeal, shaken but completely unharmed! Master once again saved our lives! Thank you, Master, once again! There are really no words in this world that can describe our gratitude to Master!

Such car accidents, which the old forces have arranged to take our lives, happened a few times, but we managed to escape them shaken but unharmed under Master’s benevolent protection! Benevolent Master helped us avert disaster after disaster!

We have accumulated many stories over these years, but I will not elaborate further due to the space constraints. I know that whatever we do, we do for ourselves, but Master leaves all the mighty virtue to us. Master does not want anything from us in return, but suffers so much hardship in our place and sacrifices everything for the sentient beings and us. Words can’t describe my gratitude to Master! I will definitely make good use of the remaining time and cherish every second to study the Fa well, look within, cultivate myself solidly, let go of my self-contentedness, save more people, and not slack on the path of saving lives!