Walking Out of Jail with my Head Held High

Soon after I obtained Dafa in 1999, the Jiang regime began its all-out campaign of slander and persecution. After I calmly thought it over, I reaffirmed my determination in my chosen path of cultivation to restore justice for Dafa and Teacher as soon as possible.

On August 10, 2001, another practitioner and I embarked on the journey to Beijing. On the 11th, soon after we arrived in Beijing, we went directly to Tiananmen Square. As it was Sunday, the Square was crowded with people. When we saw dozens of foreign tourists strolling in our direction, we unfurled the banner and proclaimed loudly, "Falun Dafa is Good! Falun Dafa is Righteous Fa! Restore the good name of our Teacher! Stop persecuting Falun Gong!" Calling out repeatedly for ten times or more, my voice reverberated through the clouds, and my heart was very pure, reaching a state of selflessness. The group of foreigners and tourists nearby were all taken aback. Several foreigners started taking pictures of us and someone said, "Well said!" Meanwhile, a few others were quite concerned for us. The police were only 3-4 meters away with their backs to us, but they seemed not to have heard us at all. Then I folded up the banner and walked towards the Monument of the People's Heroes, thinking about posting it on the monument. However, the wall was too slippery to tape it onto. I spent too much time on it and was seized by three plainclothes police. At the time, there was only one thought in my mind: With Teacher and the Fa present, I will stay with Teacher throughout. As I was taken away, I was free of any fear and kept calling out loud, "Falun Dafa is good" to the bystanders until we reached a police station nearby. Immediately upon arriving there, the police started searching me. Because I refused to cooperate with them, the three policemen beat me in a frenzy. I kept reciting Teacher's words until they became tired and stopped. Then, they locked me up in the detention centre.

Upon entering the detention centre, I made up my mind to resist the persecution by refusing to take food and water, demanding my unconditional release, and not allowing anyone to persecute me. After that, they did not take any action against me. Normally, a person would only be detained there for one day and then sent off to other places. However, I was kept there for three days and three nights. Everyday dozens of people were also being locked up together with me. They included businessmen from different provinces and cities, creating an environment for me to clarify the truth and expose the evil. I talked with whomever I came across and even showed them my injuries from the beating by the police. After learning the truth, they stood on the side of righteousness. They told me, "We now know Falun Dafa is the righteous Fa." Deep in my heart I felt happy for them.

The next day, the police locked up dozens more people, ranging from 14 years old to over 50 years old. It was very hot that day, but the police did not allow anyone to drink any water or use the restroom. Under these circumstances, I did not eat, drink or wash for three days. By now my socks had adhered to the blood on my feet and the blood on my hands had clotted, but I was in high spirits. I didn't feel hungry. I kept reciting Teacher's poems in my mind and felt that my whole body was very light. I refused to give my name, address or have my photo taken. The police could do nothing but transfer me to the Qianmen Police Station.

In the Qianmen Police Station, I only stayed for one day and one night. The evil police tried every trick to obtain my name and address, but I saw through all of their tricks one by one. Apart from introducing Dafa and clarifying the truth to them, I refused to cooperate with them, but faced them with righteous thoughts at all times. They said I was too stubborn and sent me to Chongwenmen Police Station to be locked up together with seven other girls. I introduced Dafa and clarified the truth to them one by one, and tried to awaken their kindness with the pure compassion I cultivated through Dafa. They understood the Fa principles, and wanted to practice together with me. The police continued to arrest people during the night, and put two more girls in our cell. There was not enough space to sleep, so I gave my space to them. Placing my two shoes side by side on the floor, I sat on them for the whole night. At dawn, the police came to talk to me. I told them about it, and that we Dafa practitioners were good people wherever we happened to be; they should treat us well.

There, whenever any police should appear, I would take the initiative to talk to them, "Can I have a talk with you?" They all said yes to my request and let me out time and time again to talk with me. This way, I seized every opportunity to introduce Dafa to them and clarify the truth. I always kept a strong righteous thought and always kept Teacher's words in mind: "Indestructible righteous faith in the cosmos's Truth forms benevolent Dafa disciples' rock-solid, Diamond-Like Bodies, it frightens all evil, and the light of Truth it emanates makes the unrighteous elements in all beings' thoughts disintegrate. However strong the righteous thoughts are, that's how great the power is." ("Also in a Few Words")

The next day, they wanted to force feed me. I told them, "In doing so, you are persecuting Dafa practitioners, and you can never pay back the karma you generate. [In ancient Chinese traditions, people believe in karma and karmic retribution; doing good deeds receives rewards and bad deeds are punished.]" They did not dare to proceed. When the cell guard asked me to recite the jail rules, I said, "The jail rules are for criminals. Our standard is a lot higher. Our Teacher requires us to be selfless, and to be compassionate to all. This is not the place I should stay. I must get out of here." They then stopped asking me to recite the jail rules. I kept clarifying the truth to them and demanding them to release me unconditionally. On the same day, they took me to the hospital for a physical examination. After they got the result, they discussed among themselves and said to me, "Tell us your name, and then we'll set you free. Without knowing your name, how can we notify them to release you?" At that point I said to them, "Then use my number (a number assigned to the detainee at the detention centre)." They ended up using my number to send a notice to release me and bought me a train ticket. From this experience, I realized once more the importance of studying the Fa, sending forth righteous thoughts [this can be understood as a type of meditation. It is using powerful thoughts to purify the surrounding environment] and clarifying the truth.

If there's anything inappropriate in my article, I hope my fellow practitioners will kindly correct me.

October 30, 2002