(Minghui.org) I was born and raised in rural China. My family was very poor, so I had been forced to drop out of school in the third grade in order to work at the village's production team.
I felt exhausted all the time, but I had to keep going to help support our family of six. By and by, it took a toll on my health and I suffered all kinds of illnesses.
My life took a turn in May 1998 when I started practicing Falun Gong. Soon afterwards I became healthier and truly understood the meaning in life. Here, I'd like to use a few examples from my own experience to show the miraculous power of Falun Dafa.
I was riding a motorbike home in May 2010 when suddenly a car drove towards me. To avoid hitting any pedestrians, I swerved and lost control, crashing to the ground and losing consciousness.
When I came to, I heard someone complaining.
“Why were you riding so fast? Where do you live?” they asked.
As it turned out, this person's pants were scratched as my motorbike crashed to the ground and he wanted to seek some compensation. However, he stopped complaining when he saw me struggling to stand up with a drooping left arm.
Someone helped me call my family and soon my brother-in-law came and took me to see a Chinese medicine doctor he knew.
The doctor said my clavicle was broken. He wrapped my left arm to my chest to prevent it from moving and wanted to give me some medicine to take home.I told him that I practiced Falun Gong and I would be fine.
He said he could give me the medicine for free. I thanked him for his kindness and politely declined his offer.
The next day, I untied my arm and did not feel much pain. I then started doing the exercises as normal.
On the third day, I felt an itch on top of my head and when I touched the spot, I could feel a dent the size of a ping pong ball, but there was no pain. The dent disappeared half a month later and I was completely back to normal.
It happened in November 2013. One morning, I was riding my motorbike to help a relative with the autumn harvest. The road was not crowded and a car not too far ahead of me was moving very slowly. Suddenly, it started making a U-turn. I took a sharp turn to avoid the car and my motorbike crashed into a pile of gravel.
I did not feel any pain. But when I got up and moved my arms, I found that my right clavicle was dislocated and I could hear the sound of my bones rubbing against each other. I knew that my clavicle was broken again.
I thought at the time: I'm a Falun Gong practitioner. I'll be fine.
I got my motorbike up and rode to my relative's house. No one was at home, so I rode to a fellow practitioner's house to help him find the NTDTV channel via a South Korean satellite before I went back home. I kept studying the Fa and doing the exercises every day. Ten days later, everything was back to normal again.
In the spring of 2013, I had an accident while operating a vertical milling machine.
As a result, the top section of my left thumb was severed with only a bit of skin left, and the top half of my index finger and middle finger were also cut off. I was bleeding profusely.
I shouted loudly “Falun Dafa is good! Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good!” as I held my wrist tightly and washed off blood from the injuries.
I bought some bandages and wrapped up the wounds. As usual, I kept up with Fa study and continued doing the exercises every day. Gradually, my finger tips began to grow and within half a month I was able to do work with no trouble. In the end, all of my fingers came back, except my thumb tip was a little smaller than before.