(Clearwisdom.net) My tears flow every time I hear Dafa songs. I am deeply touched by the songs and by the stories behind them.
In the summer of 2003, in a women's labor camp in Shandong province, a newly-arrived practitioner whom I will call You Jing shouted, "Falun Dafa is good!" Her voice shocked everyone in the building. The police handcuffed her, put her in strict confinement on the first floor, and incited collaborators (former practitioners who had turned again Dafa under pressure) to torture her. She looked at these former practitioners with her bright and pure eyes. I lowered my head. Many people shed tears. She started singing the song "Falun Dafa is Good." Her pure and beautiful voice was singing this precious song from her heart, awakening the memory and righteous thoughts of others who were surrounding her. Everyone was listening quietly, moved and purified by the heavenly song. Tears flowed from our eyes. The police officer was horrified and rushed to cover her mouth with a cloth. What happened next was something unforgettable for everyone.
With both hands handcuffed and her mouth tightly sealed, You Jing still peacefully hummed the song "Falun Dafa is Good." The whole world seemed to stand still at that moment. Practitioners' hearts were purified and encouraged. They sang along with her in their hearts. Everyone shed tears. It was on that day that I learned this song.
During the darkest days afterwards, whenever I felt exhausted or felt like slacking off, the melody would come back to me. The memory of her voice singing that song would strengthen my resolve. It was the most beautiful voice I had ever heard.
