Last night, by chance I ran into more than ten fellow practitioners who said that there were many practitioners from other regions coming to Beijing. They said that in some regions, everyone who could come out had left home to come to Beijing. They had printed many horizontally scrolled banners. I took a few with the large characters "Zhen-Shan-Ren" ("Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance") on them. They were beautiful. Those fellow practitioners said: "These banners were made with great effort, be sure to make them have an impact." I gave some to the practitioners who were going to Tiananmen Square, and I still had three banners left in the end. I wanted to go to Tiananmen Square, too, but not all three banners would be put to use if I did, so I decided to hang up all three of them. First I went to a highway cross bridge. The sky was overcast, with heavy dark clouds and not a single ray of sunshine. I hung up the banner and quickly left. When I looked back from a distance, the large bright yellow and red characters were glistening like the sun.

Then I came to the side of a highway, and hung up the second banner. It started to rain a little. I was worried that the banner would get wet (later I learned that the police had just started brutally beating practitioners on Tiananmen Square at that time), but then I thought it was still important to let people see these three characters Zhen-Shan-Ren (Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance). When I finished hanging up the banner, the rain stopped.

Just then, I saw some police vehicles passing by with sirens blaring, some packed with people inside. Obviously those were arrested practitioners. I pressed my hands together (a gesture in Buddha school) towards them in my heart. There were police cars rushing with sirens in the direction of the banner. From the harsh sound, I heard fear and weakness. I thought, what the evil really fears is precisely Zhen-Shan-Ren (Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance).

In the end, I found another highway cross-bridge and hung up the last banner on top, high above. At this point, the sun came out from behind the thick, dark clouds and illuminated every corner of the land. I left without looking back. Behind me, there suddenly sounded some harsh, ear-piercing sirens. I didn't stop. Silently, my heart was filled with peace and joy.