(Clearwisdom.net) I was a college teacher in China. In the 1970s when the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) sent intellectuals to the countryside to do hard labor, I was sent to build a field and plant rice. Due to frequent exposure to icy water, I suffered serious rheumatism. Since then I have never stopped taking different kinds of medicines, from traditional Chinese medicine, western medicine to medicinal liquor. Later on, my stomach and intestines showed symptoms of atrophy. Anemia, dizziness and depression were also ailments that I suffered from. In order to cure my illnesses, I participated in three different Qigong schools. When I found that they didn't help at all, I gave them up. From then on I was indifferent to Qigong, no matter what school it was.

In April 1996, my son who was studying as a junior at a prominent university, wrote me a letter. He told me that he couldn't attend classes any more, nor could he read any books without getting an extremely painful headache. He also said he had insomnia. He felt sore all over, especially his back, which felt chilly all the time. From his words I could tell that he had reached the lowest point of despair. That letter pushed me into a bottomless pit. My son studied hard and was an excellent student. It was not easy for him to get into such a well-known university. He had finished only half of the four-year study program. If he dropped out, I dared not think about how terrible the results would be. Based on my own experience, I knew that his illnesses were difficult to remove. His illnesses would ruin his studies. How could my son afford such a big blow?

What could I do? In my son's eyes, I was his rock. In my heart, my son was my hope. But were these going to be ruined? I couldn't eat well or sleep, I was so worried.

The agony I felt was beyond description.

One day when I passed a reception office, I saw a person doing some exercises inside. My eyes lit up at that moment. I just felt it was a good practice. I asked the janitor what she was practicing. The janitor told me it was Falun Gong and persuaded me to give it a try. After I learned where and when they practiced, I went to the practice site that same night. I borrowed the book China Falun Gong from a fellow practitioner and learned the exercises from the instructions in the book. In only one week, I could do the exercises well. I had planned to teach my son when he came home on vacation. Surpassing all of my expectations, my back and legs recovered within about ten days. It was incredible. So fast! I was wild with joy and wrote a letter to my son immediately, telling him about the wonder of Falun Gong, and encouraging him to bear the pain until his vacation and learn to practice Falun Gong then. He soon wrote back, saying that he went to practice Falun Gong as soon as he got my letter. He said the teachers at the university were also practicing Falun Gong and taught others for free.

Thus my son and I started practicing Falun Dafa, also called Falun Gong. Great changes took place within only three months. My son graduated with his class and his graduate paper was excellent. Moreover, he was awarded a full scholarship to a graduate school in North America. I had thought to learn Falun Gong for my son, but as I practiced, my own illnesses were gone without my even realizing it. My celestial eye was also opened. Whenever I thought of the process of this tremendous change, my eyes would fill with tears. Nothing could express my gratitude but four words: Teacher's grace is infinite.

After I read Mr. Li Hongzhi's book Zhuan Falun, I understood that Falun Dafa is not for curing people's illnesses, but is a great way of cultivation. It says in the book, "Zhen-Shan-Ren (Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance) is the sole criterion to discern good and bad people," and, "As a human being, you are a good person only if you can follow this universe's characteristic of Zhen-Shan-Ren. A person who deviates from this characteristic is truly a bad person." (Zhuan Falun) When I understood these principles, I had never seen Teacher. He never asked a penny from us. I was so fortunate to become the happiest person. I vowed to Teacher in my heart: I will live for Dafa......to repay Teacher's grace. I will do whatever Teacher tells me to do.

Dafa practitioners are required to take fame and personal interest lightly. After practicing Falun Dafa, I turned from a serious patient to a healthy person. All the staff in my department witnessed the changes in me. I never declined when I was asked to take over a class for an absent teacher. Usually one hour's pay was thirty to forty yuan, but I did it for free; I never fought for any awards in school; I supported four poor students and in 2002 I donated 5,000 yuan to help them, but never thought of being rewarded. I did those things from the bottom of my heart. I tried my best to follow the principles of Truthfulness, Compassion and Forbearance and purify myself. As I improved my xinxing level, Teacher purified my body from the microscopic to the macroscopic level. And my capacity was constantly expanding at the same time. My personal experience has proven that a Falun Dafa practitioner is the happiest life in this universe.