I was born into an intellectual family. After graduating from high school, I was admitted to a well-known university in Beijing. I married a person with only an elementary school education. My husband smoked, drank and gambled. I liked arts and music. We often fought, so I asked for a divorce, but he refused. A coworker introduced me to Falun Dafa in the spring of 1999, and I stepped on the path of cultivation. I recovered from rhinitis, breast hyperplasia and other illnesses. I totally changed and was no longer unhappy. About 10 days after I obtained Dafa, I saw the book Zhuan Falun emitting white light. A rotating wheel the size of a car tire appeared in front of me. Three small yellow Falun came out of the wheel. I was nervous and excited. I realized Master was encouraging me to further strengthen my confidence in Dafa cultivation. I often saw words in Zhuan Falun become three-dimensional and emit golden or multi-colored light.

When my son was two years old, I often read the Fa to him and played Master's audio lectures for him. I told him cultivation stories in a way he could understand and taught him how to be a good kid. He always listened with great interest. On two occasions, while I was reading the Fa to him, I saw a person who looked the same as him sitting up from his sleeping body. I realized that my son's main consciousness came out and was eager to study the Fa. My son's celestial eye was open. He often saw colorful Falun and divine beings, which prompted me to cultivate diligently and take care of this little Dafa disciple. Several months after I began practicing Dafa, Jiang Zemin (former Chinese Communist Party leader) launched the cruel persecution of Falun Dafa. However, I was certain that Dafa and Master were good and continued to practice Dafa with my son.

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In his junior year of high school, his ranking in his class moved from the bottom to the top. His teachers and classmates were surprised by his changes. But, he was still addicted to computer games. I downloaded articles from the Minghui website about playing computer games to show him the harm they caused. I sent forth righteous thoughts in my son's bedroom. After finishing sending forth righteous thoughts, I rested on my son's bed and woke to demons pinching me. I wondered why there were demons there after I had sent forth righteous thoughts. I realized that this room was not clean. My son played computer games, and the room was full of low-spirited life, extraterrestrial life, and all kinds of demons. I sent righteous thoughts again. I felt enormous energy coming out of my palm, and the Falun in my celestial eye was rotating quickly. I could tell Master was reinforcing me.

Soon after that, my son told me that he gave away his game card and was determined not to play video games anymore. My son has become a mature practitioner with a cheerful personality. Master has never given up on him, and Dafa is deeply rooted in his heart. We try to be good people by following the principles of Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance. During this persecution, Dafa practitioners’ children have suffered tribulations that everyday people cannot imagine. After returning home from prison, many practitioners felt helpless to correct the changes in their children. In fact, their children’s performance also reflects the parents’ cultivation state.