(Minghui.org) While riding my bicycle through a village around noontime, I saw two elderly people sitting and enjoying the cool breeze.
I often go to this village to talk about Falun Dafa (also called Falun Gong) and why it is being persecuted by the Chinese Communist Party. Thus, I am very familiar with some villagers. Most of them enjoy hearing about Falun Dafa and agree that it is a good practice.
The two elderly people asked me if I had any new informational materials about Falun Dafa. I got off my bicycle and gave them some.
While they were reading the booklets, I saw a middle-aged man riding a bicycle. He looked bold and very strong. I sensed I had not met him before, although I could not clearly see his face. I became nervous and afraid. In a rush, I said goodbye to the two elderly people and rode away.
After I had ridden some distance, I heard someone behind me call out “Falun Dafa is good!” I turned and saw that it was the middle-aged man. He was holding the materials I had given the elderly people. I was very touched and felt ashamed of my behavior.
Every Saturday afternoon, I ride to my hometown to deliver informational supplies to other Falun Dafa practitioners there. I stop at three villages on my way, distribute some materials and tell people I meet the facts about Falun Dafa.
On one trip, I was walking my bicycle through a village, wondering where I could distribute materials. A black sedan approached and slowed down. A man rolled down the window, smiled at me and said, “Falun Dafa is good!” I was surprised, but joyful.
Another practitioner and I were once distributing information materials in villages on May 12, the day before World Falun Dafa Day. We decided to place several posters at a brightly lit intersection. When a practitioner put up a poster that stated, “Celebrating World Falun Dafa Day!” I heard footsteps, so I reminded the practitioner to hurry.
When done, we walked away quickly. We had already gone a long way when we suddenly heard, “Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good! Great poster!” again and again. The loud voice pierced through the silence of the night and could be heard from very far way.
We laughed and felt wonderful!
