(Minghui.org) I started to practice Falun Dafa (also known as Falun Gong) 20 years ago. Not only have all my diseases disappeared and didn’t take any medicine during that time, but I am also full of energy. I want to share my experiences and some of the amazing things that happened to me during that time.

Since I was a child, my family told me that “Good will be rewarded with good while evil begets evil.” I always believed this saying to be true. 

On May 4, 1996, I passed by a park and saw a group of people doing some exercise movements. Beside them, a banner was strung between two big trees. I had never been to school, so I couldn’t read what it said. I asked a person next to me. He told me it said Falun Dafa. As soon as I heard those words, I blurted out, “It is Dharma; I want to learn it.”

Falun Dafa is a traditional Chinese spiritual discipline that improves one’s mind and body.

When I first started practicing, I felt Fa wheels spinning above my head and shoulders. I felt like I was being pulled and stretched. After practicing Falun Dafa for only a few days, dramatic changes occurred. All my diseases were gone, and I stopped the pills I had taken for a long time. I was so happy that I felt like smiling in my sleep. I sincerely appreciate Master Li, the founder of Falun Dafa, for purifying my body and guiding me on the path of cultivation.

I am always energetic and often ride my bike all over. I do not feel like an old woman in her 80s, just as Mater Li said:

“The elderly and young will all feel that the entire body is light. For those who truly cultivate, you will feel these kinds of transformations.” (“Lecture One,” Zhuan Falun,

My children witnessed my changes, both physical and mental. I used to be bad-tempered, and they were afraid of me. However, after I practiced Falun Dafa, they said, “My mom is like a new person. A better person.” They witnessed the wonders of Falun Dafa and have all become Falun Dafa practitioners. 

Without practicing Falun Dafa, I might have died a long time ago. Master offered me a healthy body. I believe I have the responsibility to tell more people how wonderful Falun Dafa is, especially in China, where the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) has been smearing Falun Dafa since July 1999 using propaganda.

Every day, I go out on my bicycle to tell people my personal story and tell them not to believe the CCP’s lies. 

Many miraculous things have happened to me, and I would like to share two of them.

One day, I was riding my bicycle when suddenly, a force from behind knocked me over and my bicycle was on top of me. It turned out to be a young man riding an electric bicycle who wasn’t paying attention and hit me. The moment I was knocked over, I called out, “Master!”

The young man seemed stunned, but I was unhurt except for some scratches on my legs. I got up and told him, “I am fine. I am a Falun Dafa practitioner. Master teaches us to be a good person. I won’t blackmail you.” (It is not uncommon for seniors to use an accident to extort money whether they are injured or not). He thanked me. I then explained to him what Falun Gong was, why the CCP persecuted Falun Gong practitioners, and why he should quit membership in the CCP and its associated organizations.

Another day, when I was posting Falun Dafa truth-clarifying materials on a street post, I suddenly heard a man behind me shout, “Stop.” I could hear that he was getting closer and closer. Many practitioners have been arrested and even jailed simply for distributing Falun Dafa information flyers. But at that moment, I was not scared; instead, I felt calm. I prayed to Master, “Master, please do not let him see me.” As a result, the man ran past me, literally as if he couldn’t see me.

However, cultivation is serious. Master only protects me if I am doing upright things. One day, I saw a foam square on the street and thought it would be perfect for a cushion. I took it home. The next day, my right arm burned, and I saw a red line running from my thumb and up my arm. According to a common saying, if the red line goes to the heart, this person will die. I was not scared. Instead, I knew I must have done something wrong. 

I looked inward and realized that the piece of foam reflected my greed. I immediately put it back on the street. Although the red line was still there, I just continued doing what I should do as usual. Gradually, the red line disappeared, and my arm did not hurt anymore.