Short Stories of Master's Benevolence

Short Stories of Master's Benevolence

My younger brother Zhiming suffered a stroke caused by two years of hypertension. He couldn't take care of himself, and it was as though he was in a vegetative state. He showed no improvement even though he took injections and medicine every day. It was a miracle that when he saw me as I returned home, he became conscious and had a smile on his face. We returned together to our hometown in the countryside.

In the evening, my brother listened to cassettes of Master's lectures and felt very well. The next day, he began to study Zhuan Falun. Whenever he finished one paragraph, he stopped to share understandings with me about the paragraph. I also demonstrated the exercises for him. By doing exercises and studying the Fa, benevolent Master purified my brother’s body. After having practiced Falun Gong for only one week, he completely recovered from the illness from which he had suffered for several years. He could ride around on a bicycle and even help others with their work. Whoever saw him said that Falun Gong was truly wonderful!

Every day before dawn, he got up to do the exercises. During the daytime he worked, and he studied the Fa whenever he had free time. In the evening, he listened to recordings of Master's lectures. He was very diligent. The whole family thanked Master from the bottom of their hearts for saving my brother's life.

One day, our family went out to the field to harvest the paddies, and only my brother and I stayed home. We let the bundles of harvested rice dry in the sun, and when there was nothing to do, we went in the house to study the Fa. We found that the day turned dark and it was about to rain. A huge dark cloud was hovering over the threshing ground. My brother was so worried that he paced back and forth. At that time, I calmed down and put my palms together. I asked Master for help, saying in my heart, "Master! It would be a pity if the rain washed the crops away. Master, please push away the rain and let it rain after we harvest the paddies." Right after I finished my words, I heard a loud "bang," and the rain clouds dispersed in all directions. Above the threshing ground was golden sunshine. The two of us moved the bundles of harvested rice in baskets into the house. I had just cleaned up the newly cut rice when the heavy rain came down. We put our palms together and thanked Master.

11. Master Performed Miraculous Deeds While Teaching the Fa in Zhengzhou City, Henan Province

In June 1994, we were very fortunate to be able to attend the Falun Gong class that Master Li held in Zhengzhou City. For me, that was the most unforgettable time of my life.

When I look back now, I realize the tremendous interference from different areas that Master faced when He was teaching the Fa. Before Master's class began, a sham qigong master that was well known at that time had just finished a very expensive class. The auditorium that had been arranged for Master Li's class could not hold all the practitioners who wished to come, so the location was changed twice. In the end, the class was held in a simple gymnasium with a metal roof and metal walls. What impressed me most were the miraculous deeds that Master used to eliminate demons.

I remember that it was very hot on the third day of the lecture series. At around 6:00 p.m., as Master was lecturing, the sky that had been clear suddenly became black and cloudy. A strong wind started to blow, and rain and hail bounced off the metal roof, making a lot of noise. Dust swirled in the air. The power was knocked out and all the lights went off. It was raining very heavily. Master Li stopped speaking. He sat on the desk with his legs crossed in the lotus position and started doing hand-gestures. Not more than 10 minutes later, it stopped raining and the sky became clear again. Some beams of sunlight broke into the auditorium through the windows and cracks. The lights went on again. I remember Master Li said one sentence, "So much comes." Master also said He would treat all the practitioners in the class as disciples. We felt very excited by this. Seeing all this helped us to truly understand that Master was not an ordinary person.

When I look back now, I realize that Master cleaned up many demons at that time, and He actually also endured a lot of hardships for us. After His lecture, Master said, "You should hurry home. It won't rain for half an hour." When we walked out, we saw some places on the street with potholes over a foot deep and many trees were blown down by the strong wind. When we got back to our hotel, it started to rain again, but the rain was not heavy at all.

It was very hot in June in Zhengzhou City. When Master lectured, He seldom drank any water. After giving the lecture, Master also organized the teaching of the exercises and corrected practitioners' movements. I can't imagine how many hardships Master endured for practitioners while giving Fa lectures all across China. Every time I think about this, I burst into tears. The only way I can repay Master's compassionate salvation is through the righteous action of walking the path to validate the Fa and doing the three things well that practitioners should do: study the Fa, send forth righteous thoughts and clarify the truth of Falun Dafa and the persecution to the world's people.

12. Following Teacher for Thousands of Miles Around China

I fell ill when I was young. I went to see many doctors and was on various medications for quite a few years. Nothing restored my health, and I eventually lost faith in doctors and medicine. At the end of 1992, my health suddenly deteriorated. My family flew me to Beijing to see a qigong healer. After many treatment sessions, however, my health hadn't improved much. In July 1993, I saw a book entitled Falun Gong on my friend's bookshelf. I took it out and skimmed through it. In the book it said that a Falun would be planted in each practitioner's lower abdomen. I was shocked because nobody had ever been able to truly know the origin of life, and yet the founder of Falun Gong was able to create a living object. Something like this was unimaginable! I felt there must be something to it after all and mused that a Falun in my lower abdomen could very possibly heal my illnesses. So I hurriedly asked my friend to help me find out where I could learn Falun Gong.

On July 25, 1993, I attended the eleventh lecture series that Teacher gave in Beijing. It was then that I started on my cultivation path.

The classes were held in an auditorium at Beijing Public Security University. I was fascinated by the first lecture in which Teacher talked about prehistoric culture. I listened with my heart and found it amazing. I was born in 1948. As teenagers, my generation experienced the Great Cultural Revolution firsthand. From that bitter experience, we learned to think for ourselves rather than to blindly follow others. Despite this insight, I had always felt depressed in this confusing world. I didn't know what kind of standards I should use to judge others or myself. I liked reading magazines such as Mystery during my spare time, and I also thought a lot about things beyond ordinary life.

On that first day of the lectures, I learned and understood a great deal and was very excited. Attending the lectures every day, I felt better and better. Because of my positive experiences, I decided to attend the classes again. The twelfth lecture series given in Beijing was held in a company-owned site in the Wukesong area. After attending just a few of the lectures, I came down with a fever, and my chest ached whenever I coughed. I couldn't even talk. Some veteran practitioners told me, "Please try to come to the lectures no matter how sick you feel." After three or four days, the fever suddenly disappeared, and I felt that some substance was removed from my body. Next, I attended the thirteenth lectures series held in Beijing, this time at the Two Seven Automobile Factory. After attending the lectures, I didn't need a housekeeper anymore as I was finally able to take care of myself.

Class after class, I listened to Teacher's words. All the things that Teacher talked about were new to me. The question was, should I believe what He said or not?

I thought that since life is short and one person's experiences are so limited, it would be impossible to try to prove or experience everything oneself. So I decided that I needed to closely observe Teacher, for if He was trustworthy, the things that He talked about must be truthful. I started to study Teacher's every expression, smile, and every little act. One day after a lecture during the twelfth session in Beijing, I took the subway home. As I waited for the train at the Wukesong Station, I saw Teacher coming with his family and another practitioner. They were carrying their lunch boxes. When the train arrived, people pushed toward the door, shoving one another. However, Teacher was not in a hurry at all. He let others in first and was almost the last one to get on. I noticed that by the time he got on the train, there were only one or two seats left. So Teacher could have gotten a seat if He had hurried a little bit. But He just stayed there, and it seemed as though He didn't even notice the situation. In the space of a few seconds, all the people took their seats. In the end, Teacher was probably the only one on the train who was standing.

I was deeply touched. I felt that He is so different from us, and I wondered how He handles things in this world. I finally came up with an answer, which is that He is simply "righteous." How righteous Teacher is! He has nothing to hide. Everything of His is so truthful. During the classes, He always started the lectures right on time. He also didn't talk in a roundabout way and would instead immediately get right to the point.

Teacher cleansed our bodies during each class, and the health of many practitioners dramatically improved. It was remarkable. During the class, some people got rid of illnesses that had tormented them for their entire lives. I was so glad my health had improved, yet I was even more delighted with the joy I felt. I had never been so happy in all my life. Everything was so clear. Whether from near or far or being rich or poor, all the practitioners held the same thought even though we didn't really know each other. We all listened to Teacher and wanted to cultivate ourselves. After each lecture, we didn't even want to leave. When I was alone by myself, I couldn't help asking, "Why am I so touched?" I later came to realize that Teacher, and all the things that He talked about, touched something deep in my heart, which is "truthfulness." Teacher is so noble, unsullied, and indestructible. I was deeply moved.

After the thirteenth lecture series in Beijing, the next lectures series was to be held in Wuhan. I wanted to go, but it was difficult for me to travel by myself. Although my health had greatly improved, I had been ill for so long that I was still too weak to even pick up a thermos. But I really wanted to go. I encouraged myself, and at last I left for Wuhan by train. My bed was on the top bunk in the sleeping carriage, and it was hard for me to climb up there. Just as I was thinking this, a young man who had the bottom bunk said to me, "Do you want to sleep on the bottom bunk?" I really appreciated his assistance. Similarly, when I arrived at my destination, Hankou Station, somebody helped me with my luggage. I felt so lucky. It was only many years later that I came to realize that it was Teacher who had arranged all the help that I needed. Teacher held three consecutive lectures series in Wuhan. They were the third, fourth and fifth lecture series held there. The third session was held at the Finance and Economics College, the fourth session was in the City Committee Auditorium, and the fifth was at the Wuhan Steel Factory.

Teacher lecturing at the second class in Wuhan, Hubei Province, March 1993

By the time the three lecture series came to an end, it was mid-October. The next series was to be held in Guangzhou, Guangdong Province, and I followed Teacher there, where He lectured for the second time.

The things that Teacher talked about were roughly the same from class to class. However, He would sometimes explain the same thing from different perspectives. Teacher's few sentences would make me suddenly enlighten to something, and in this manner I came to understand more and more. The more I listened, the more I felt that the things Teacher told us were extremely important and vast. Gradually I came to clearly understand that the things He talked about are beyond the principles of Buddhism and Taoism. They are the principles of the entire universe. Teacher can create Falun, He knows the origin of life, and He can eliminate karma for us. Then who is He? I dared not think about it. I knew that introducing Falun Gong must be a huge event without precedent, so I told my husband about it and asked him to come and learn with me. I also called my daughter, who lived abroad, and asked her to come back as soon as possible to attend Teacher's lectures.

I remember that it was during the second class in Tianjin when, for the first time, Teacher said he would leave the Fa to the world. The word "leave" exploded in my head. I realized that Teacher would not offer classes forever. Then and there I decided that if Teacher would offer classes, I would attend them as long as I was allowed to, no matter where they were. With my weak body, it was very hard for me to follow Teacher's route. However, the second I heard a lecture, all hardships were forgotten. I would give up everything in order to attend the lectures. Each time I saw Teacher walk onstage to lecture, joy would rise from the bottom of my heart. I felt very close to Teacher, and those days were so great and bright. At the end of each class, Teacher would ask us to write something down in order to share our experiences with others. I felt guilty because I had nothing to say and didn't write anything. I didn't want to talk about how Falun Gong improved my health nor about how grateful I was. The only thing that was always in my heart was, "I hope Teacher can stay with us forever. I hope Teacher's glory can shine upon our lives forever."

In April 1994, I returned to Beijing from the second lecture series held in the city of Hefei. I stayed in bed for an entire day and night because I was really exhausted. The next lecture series was to be held in Changchun, Master's hometown. To visit Master's hometown was a wish I'd had for a long time. When the train arrived in Changchun, practitioners there held up signs and took turns welcoming practitioners from other cities. We were booked into a hotel relatively far from the city center because it was less expensive. We were all excited and attentively took in the view through the bus windows. A local practitioner who came to pick us up pointed at a building and said, "Look, that's Master's home!" We looked where she pointed and saw a plain brick building without any fancy decoration. It was about four or five stories high. I thought, "Master lives in such a place, even though He has great abilities. That is indeed rare." We felt great admiration and respect for Master and stared at the building in silence.

Master's residence in Changchun.

The lectures were held in Mingfanggong Auditorium at Jilin University. Because many practitioners came from other cities, Master held two sessions: one from 9:00 a.m. to 11:00 a.m. and the other from 7:00 p.m. to 9:00 p.m. I bought a ticket for the morning class but couldn't get a ticket for the evening class. After the class, I was saddened as I went back to the hotel. The next day I stayed on the lawn outside the auditorium and waited until the evening class began, hoping to get a ticket. Suddenly, a practitioner next to me said, "Who wants a ticket?" I immediately took the ticket and gave her the money, and I walked into the auditorium in a great mood. Just as I was going to sit down, a familiar veteran practitioner ran up to me and shouted, "I was looking for you." I thought, "This is it. I won't be able to keep the ticket." Just as I had expected, she told me that a practitioner from Qinghai Province went to the class for the first time and could not understand Mandarin well. She wanted to listen to the lectures again and, as I was a veteran practitioner, I might like to give the ticket to her. I reluctantly gave her my ticket and walked out of the auditorium. The place was filled and the class had begun, yet, practitioners without tickets like me were still standing outside. That evening there was a dance party in the basement of the Mingfanggong auditorium. Anyone could have entered the lecture hall through a side door by purchasing a ticket for the dance party, but no one did that. A young man from Tianjin City said, "If we pull such a trick, we will not be able to attain anything even if we get in." Later I heard that the ticket checker at the door was so moved by practitioners' perseverance that he let them all in.

During that set of classes, Master walked to the lecture site every day. Some practitioners invited Master to ride in their cars, but Master refused politely.

A Falun ring appears during one morning’s exercise

The hotel we stayed at was far from Jilin University. Back then the price of a bus ticket was still quite low – less than one yuan. Some practitioners would leave the hotel for the lecture very early in the morning. One time I asked a practitioner why he didn't take the bus since the distance was rather far. He said he wanted to save money so he could attend another class. I was very moved. This was the last class Master held in Changchun. At the end of the class, Master said something to the people in his hometown with great sincerity and kindness, and everyone was moved to tears. It was less than half an hour before our bus was to leave and yet everyone was still listening to Master and unwilling to leave.

I heard that Master would hold classes in Chengdu on May 29, right after lecturing in Chongqing. I knew there was no practice site in Chengdu because no classes had been held there yet. I saw Master working very hard during the trip. While teaching in Tianjin, Master stayed in a hotel that cost only 20-some yuan a day. It did not even provide a shower. We went home and slept after the class, and yet Master was adjusting our bodies 24 hours a day. Even so, some people still went to the place where Master was staying and kowtowed in front of him, begging him to treat illnesses for people in their families, and they wouldn't listen to what Master told them. Veteran practitioners felt bad and they didn't bother Master, hoping Master could get a bit more rest. At that time, my husband was working in Chengdu. I thought I might make use of this convenient circumstance to see if there was anything I could do to help, so I went to Chengdu.

That day, Master got off the train along with many practitioners who had come with him from Chongqing. It was late May and the weather was hot. People who were assisting Master with the classes carried large bundles of the edited version of the Falun Gong books and were dripping with sweat. The Qigong Association sent a taxi and Master asked his assistants with the books to take it. My husband tried to drive his car to the train station exit so Master wouldn't have to walk a long distance. Right after he left the parking lot, many cars appeared from nowhere jamming the intersection in front of the train station. Fortunately my husband drove an imported car. It could start a bit faster because it had an automatic transmission. He tried everything he could and eventually got out of the traffic jam. He felt so anxious that he even developed a few blisters in his mouth. Because of the traffic jam, Master stood and waited in front of the train station for more than 40 minutes, for which I felt very bad for many days. Later, Master said it was interference and that He had encountered numerous such incidences of interference before.

The class in Chengdu was held in a hotel hall. Master never advertised his classes. Moreover, there were many other qigong classes in the area and people didn't take much notice in the beginning. On the first day of the class the hall was not full. However, the number of people increased dramatically after the classes began. By the last class, more than 800 people were in attendance. Every day, my husband would drive Master to the hotel after class. I was very happy that we could help Master in a small way.

When Master was touring to lecture the Fa, He had to arrange his own itinerary, as well as food and lodging. It was indeed a lot of work.

In Chengdu, I went to many places with Master. On the first day we went to Wenshuyuan Temple, a monastery. Our car was in front of several other cars heading to Wenshuyuan. There was also a businessman from Hong Kong in the car. He waited in Chengdu when he first heard a class would be held there. As he had difficulty understanding Mandarin while listening to the lectures, Master explained things to him during the trip. After we got out of the car, we saw Buddha's four warrior guardians. Master turned around and said to me, "They were all there while I was lecturing." I said, "Why do they look so ugly?" Master said, "They have mighty powers." During that time, temples were chaotic and filled with foxes and other evil beings. Master cleaned them all out wherever He went, and all He had to do was wave his hand.

Magnificent Dafa in Leshan Mountain, Sichun Province (1998)

Several days later, Master went to Qingcheng Mountain. The head assistants from the cities of Dalian, Guizhou, and Wuhan and several other practitioners went with Him. During that trip, I suddenly understood an ancient saying, "It doesn't matter if the hill is not high, as it is great if there are gods residing there." With a health condition like mine, I surprised myself by walking up the mountain and back down. When I returned home, my husband's colleague was greatly surprised to hear what I had done. After the class in Chengdu, we went to Leshan Mountain and Emei Mountain with Master. In the Hall of Arhats on Leshan Mountain, a fellow practitioner ran up to Master and said so-and-so Bodhisattva (I can't remember the name now) was embarrassed when she saw Master, and she sent greetings to Master. Master said, "When we leave, they will walk with us for quite a long distance." I was shocked to hear all this because all I could see were statues made of clay. After we left the hall, a monk behind us said, "This group of people is amazing." He obviously saw something in other dimensions. Emei Mountain was indeed different from other places. At Jinding (Golden Summit), the highest peak of Emei Mountain, I had my first real experience with my celestial eye. I went with Master on a tour and saw so many supernormal things. I found that my mind was reeling a bit. I asked Master, "So the legends are real after all?" Master replied, "The legends weren't born out of nothing."

The next lecture series was going to be held in Zhengzhou. I just managed to get a ticket for a berth on the train, and was on the same train as Teacher. It was very hot that day during the trip. When we arrived at the train station it was very crowded. Just like us, Teacher carried his baggage and was soaked with sweat. I felt badly about that but could not help with anything. After we got on the train, we found that our train car was the last one, and it didn't belong to the same railway company as the front carriages. The main train belonged to the Chengdu Railway Bureau, while our car belonged to the Zhengzhou Railway Bureau. This meant that the front carriages would not provide any service, not even water, to our car, and we couldn't enter the front cars of the train because the connecting door was locked. A practitioner from Wuhan who traveled with us found a water jug. When the train stopped at a station, we got off the train and went to the front car to fill the water jug. But we did not have enough time to run back to our own car so we had to stand in that carriage until the next stop. There was just enough water to drink. We could only soak a bowl of instant noodles in water as a meal for Teacher. We bought 6 tickets together with Teacher, and we were in the last coach of the train.

When the train passed Mount Hua, Teacher stood at the end of the train. There was no window in the door of our car. Teacher stood there for a long time, looking at the mountains that were far away. At that time, I felt puzzled and wondered what Teacher was looking at, so I also went over and gazed into the distance. Teacher told me that many people who cultivated the Tao on Mount Hua came down from the mountain to visit him. They were following the train. Teacher asked them, “What do you think about my disciples?” Some of them had been cultivating for a long period of time. They said that few of them could compare with Teacher's disciples. These people accompanied us all the way to Zhengzhou to listen to the Fa. Later, during His lecture, Teacher talked about what had happened that day.

The conditions at the Zhengzhou facility were almost the worst I had ever seen. The Qigong Association had provided an out-of-date gymnasium for the class. The central wooden floor of the gym was quite old and broken in places, and the surrounding bleachers were built with broken bricks. There was not even any glass in the windows. The class began on June 11.

A few days later it was the weekend and, midway through the class, a howling wind suddenly swept in and clouds darkened the sky and obscured everything. Heavy rain and hailstones came pouring down, and lightning accompanied by booms of thunder filled the sky. The rain came pouring through the windows. People in the stands surged towards the center of the gymnasium. Soon, hailstones as big as walnuts came crashing down, which fiercely shook the gym's metal roof. I had never experienced such a situation. With the violent wind, hailstones, and thunder and lightening, it seemed that the storm would crack open the roof of the gym. The roof above Teacher's platform started to leak. The rain poured through quickly and noisily, and then the main electrical switch shorted out. The lights went off, and it was as dark as night in there. All of these things happened within a few minutes.

Everyone was looking at Teacher and heard him ask, "Who is up there?" We saw Teacher gently close his eyes and place his hands in front of his chest with his palms facing up. Practitioners who sat close to Teacher fixed their eyes on Him. Some practitioners said, "Look at Teacher's hands!" Shortly after, Teacher clenched his hands into fists, as if he was grasping something. Then he opened the water bottle on the table, drank the water, and put the thing in his hands into the bottle. Immediately, the storm stopped, and the sun came out and shone into the gym. We all applauded and cheered. After that, Teacher sat on the table and performed a set of great hand gestures. Then Teacher said, "I have done a big thing for you. I have removed many things." At this point, the lights came on one by one and Teacher continued His lecture.

Later, a young man from Zhengzhou, who often followed Teacher to attend the classes, said that he was in the main control chamber at that time. After the main switch shorted out, there was no electrical power, but the lights went on one by one anyway. The next day the Zhengzhou newspapers reported that roofs had been lifted off several buildings during the storm. The weather bureau was in a panic and said that there had been no indications that a storm was on the way. The Qigong Association sponsor said, "We saw an extraordinary scene today." The next day, the mayor of Zhengzhou went to shake hands with Teacher. It was said that his daughter-in-law had attended the class and had seen what happened.

The next lecture series was the second session held in the Jinan Gymnasium. The room had a seating capacity of about four thousand people. All seats were taken. During the Jinan lectures, Teacher gave a very detailed lecture and also told us some of the things that would happen soon after.

1998 Jinan Falun Dafa Experience Sharing Conference

The next set of classes was held in Dalian. Teacher did not want all of us to go to Dalian. He told us not to fly to Dalian on the 30th. Teacher encountered various interferences on the way to Dalian. The interference from the evil was tremendous. In the end, Teacher took a boat to Dalian.

I remembered that in Chengdu, the practitioner who was in charge of the Dalian assistance center once told me that there were dragons in a photo that they had taken with Teacher. I was quite surprised and asked her if I could see the photo when I went to Dalian. She said yes. When I arrived in Dalian, I kept thinking about the picture and looked for her to ask if I could see it. One day she brought the photo for me to look at. When I looked at it, I saw that it was true. In the sky behind Teacher and the practitioners, there were two dragons very close to each other; one in front and one in back. The dragons' heads were very big. The contours of their noses and eyes were very clear. It seemed there were people sitting on the dragons. She then pointed at the photo and said to me, "You see, there are two double-edged swords.” I looked at them. The swords were quite small but clearly discernible. I stared at the photo blankly for a while. She said that photo was the only one that showed all of these things. When she took the negative to develop more prints, they did not turn out. Her son would not believe what the picture showed so he tried 20 times to investigate but gave up in the end. Later, during the tenth lecture as Teacher was answering practitioners' questions, a practitioner said that he had seen two double-edged swords when he read Zhuan Falun. Teacher said, "Yes, I brought those from the cosmos and they are boundlessly powerful."

On August 5, the classes began in Harbin. They were held at the Harbin ice hockey stadium. At that time, the stadium was still under construction. There were only seats on three sides, and the fourth wall was still just plywood. The staff of the stadium had never seen so many people travel tens of thousands of miles to attend a qigong class and so they also listened to Teacher's lectures. One day, before the class started, Teacher came to the stadium to see the practitioners. When He walked in front of the practitioners, the practitioners who sat in the stands that were closest to Teacher stood up together, reverently expressing their respect. Teacher walked forward, the practitioners sitting ahead stood up together as well. In this way, as Teacher walked around the stadium, a group of practitioners stood up and another group sat down, orderly and continuously. The scene was spectacular. The entire stadium was permeated with sacredness and reverence. Even the practitioners themselves were amazed. It happened spontaneously and had not been planned at all. A person who was attending the classes for the first time and sitting next to me whispered, "Wow! I've never seen such a scene. It is impossible for any of the national leaders to receive this kind of reception."

The Yanji lectures were held in the Yanji Gymnasium. A local practitioner, who was of Korean descent and who had been the first person to attend Teacher's lectures in other cities, had eagerly made the arrangements for this class. He said that he wanted to do a good deed for the people of his hometown. It was said that 70% of the people from his workplace attended the lectures. On the last day of the class, the Korean practitioners wore bright and colorful folk attire, which was the most ceremonious formality, to express their gratitude to Teacher and to see Teacher off. There was a brief closing ceremony after the class. Teacher donated 7,000 yuan, his entire income from this lecture series, to the Yanjin Red Cross.

After leaving the classroom that day, I went directly to the railway station and took the Tumen Number One train to Changchun, where I changed to the train to Harbin.

After traveling the whole night by train, I arrived in Changchun in the morning. I dragged my suitcase and felt very tired. When I got to the underground passage gate, I saw Teacher standing behind me, kindly looking at me. I was so happy and moved but was afraid that Teacher would want to carry my suitcase, so I hurriedly said, "Teacher, please go first and don't worry about me. I'll be fine. I often travel by myself and won't have any problems." After Teacher went ahead, I moved down step by step towards the underground passage. I carried my suitcase and walked to the exit, following the queue to get out of the railway station. When I looked up, I saw Teacher standing in front, waiting for me to come out. He was still so kindly looking at me. At that moment, I felt warmth flow through my heart. I pressed my hands together to do Heshi and said, "Teacher, please don't worry about me. I can manage it by myself." That day, I reached Harbin without any trouble and miraculously went back to Beijing the next day.

On December 21, 1994, the fifth Fa lecture series in Guangzhou, Guangdong Province began. This was the last Fa lecture series held in China. At that time, Falun Gong was already very widespread and people came from all over the country to attend the seminars, even from the far northeastern provinces and the Xinjiang Uighur Autonomous Region. They came to obtain the Tao, which they considered the greatest thing in their lives. There were many moving stories. Some people came too early and had only brought a small sum of money for their living expenses. So they reduced their daily food expenditure to two yuan, which, in a city like Guangzhou, is not nearly enough to keep a person fed. Therefore, some practitioners from Beijing gave each one of them one hundred yuan. A girl from northeastern China had no income since her state-owned company, along with some large and medium industrial companies, had declared bankruptcy. She went out selling vegetables to make a little money so she could attend the Fa lectures, and with that little money she helped other people attend the lectures, too. Two brothers came carrying blankets. They lived like vagabonds on the food people donated, and slept outdoors exposed to all kinds of weather.

Teacher lectures at the second lecture session in Guangzhou in 1993

It was said that more than five thousand people had come and those that came last could not get tickets. Long before the first lecture started on the first morning, the square in front of the gymnasium was a sea of people. Among them, about 500 were without tickets. Some Beijing practitioners gave them their tickets. As the tickets were handed over, the givers and the receivers and the people watching had warm tears in their eyes. After the lecture started, people without tickets still stayed in the square in front of the gymnasium. Their perseverance deeply touched the workers at the gym, who then made an exception and opened an adjacent building where they set up a TV connected to a simultaneous videotape player so people could watch the lectures.

The fifth lecture session in Guangzhou was an exceptionally grand occasion. It could be seen that people were eager to obtain the Fa. The consciousness of sentient beings had been aroused and their respect for Teacher was beyond description in any language. One day, practitioners came very early, standing quietly on both sides of the corridor between the gate to the gymnasium and the hall inside. The crowds of people left no space in the gym except for the corridor through which Teacher would enter. When Teacher came, He was greeted with great respect. The great reverence for Teacher from everyone's heart of hearts astonished the workers at the gym. They asked practitioners, "What kind of person is your Teacher? We have never seen so many people paying so much respect to anyone."

The fifth Fa lecture session in Guangzhou excited and encouraged practitioners. We realized what a great thing Teacher had taught us and what kind of roads we would be traveling on the paths of our cultivation. Everyone had made up his or her mind to continue practicing to the end.

This was the last lecture series Teacher held in China. Within just a few years, Falun Gong was at the height of its spread in China.

To attend the fifth seminar, people had made special trips from the US, Hong Kong, and some European countries. These people, after returning home, became the first group of practitioners in their local areas and later did much work in spreading the Fa all over the world, making a great contribution to the Fa.

Recalling my journey of cultivation during the past eight years, I rejoice very much over my opportunity to live in the time when Dafa was first being spread, to listen to Teacher's lectures in person, and to be taught the practice by Teacher in person. How valuable a predestined relationship this was! Many people would envy me for having such a relationship. Although during those years I encountered many tribulations and suffered a lot, my feelings and mentality were totally different from when I had no choice but to suffer from ill health prior to my cultivation in Dafa. In my cultivation, after suffering, I clearly felt dirty materials being eliminated piece by piece from my body. Now my body is full of energy, my life full of hope, and I can see a hopeful and beautiful future.

As a matter of fact, every being's life was originally beautiful. Due merely to ignorance of the universe's principles, a being unknowingly caused much karma and its life was drawn into an abyss of suffering. Teacher told us the true principles of the universe, purified our bodies, and equipped us with the Falun and all the mechanisms needed in our cultivation, which enable us to cultivate ourselves in Dafa and continually raise our levels, both physically and spiritually. Non-practitioners may see suffering in practitioners' lives, while we as practitioners feel happy because we are beings who are ascending and who are able to exist forever together with the universe. In the past, this would only be considered demonstrating the good will of human beings, while today we are truly and earnestly going along this path and we are truly able to jump out of the abyss of suffering and return to our true origins.

It has been very hard for our Teacher to spread the Fa. He has done so without rest during all these years of spreading the Fa. There are many things that we may never know and our hearts may never be able to hold. The loftiness and greatness of His moral character and the vastness and magnificence of His wisdom, even a ten-thousandth of it cannot be expressed using human language. In July 1999 in Mainland China, I saw radio and TV stations fabricating rumors like crazy. With cruel motives, they were arousing people's bad thoughts. Not only everyday people, even some practitioners started to waver. I just felt it was pitiful to the point of being absurd. How can one probe Buddha's heart from the perspective of human notions and judge Buddha's principles using human reasoning?

At this last moment of rectifying the universe with the Fa, we must follow Teacher on the way forward as we did before, for ourselves and especially for the eternal future of the sentient beings in the universe.

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