One day, my husband and I were weaving bamboo baskets at the doorstep of our house, my 6-year-old grandson ran out after watching a TV program and asked me, "Granny, do you have any friends?" "Friends?" I was speechless for a moment and my thoughts could not help but drifting back to the past. Yes, I have friends, or rather I used to have three intimate friends, but unfortunately, the once "four golden flowers" are now separated by death due to their obsession with the cult.
Poisoned by cult, four woman collectively go astray
My name is Lin Mei, and I am 64 years old. I was born in Qujiang District, Shaoguan City, Guangdong Province. And my hometown located in a mountainous area in northern Guangdong. Although I had never attended school, I married a dutiful and hardworking husband. We opened a small restaurant to make a living, working hard all by ourselves to create a happy life. However, after the birth of a pair of children, the household expenditure was rising sharply year by year. As time went by, we gradually felt the strain of life. As an old saying put it, “Misfortunes never come singly”. Besides the financial pressure, my body had also become weak due to two miscarriages, and my immunity was increasingly poor. During each menstrual period, I would catch colds and suffer from gynecological diseases, which plagued me for ages.
In the summer of 1992, I went to pick up my daughter from school. At the school gate, I met Mo Yun, Zhang Fen, and Mao Di, and gradually we became good friends. They would also come to my little restaurant to help with my business, and the four of us often got together to have a natter. However, every family has a skeleton in the cupboard, and their lives were also not easy just like me. One day, Mo Yun came to chat with me and brought me a book called "Zhuan Falun". She said, “By reading it, you can cure your diseases and alleviate all the disasters without spending any money. Just practice it, being a good person, and doing good deeds." She also told me that Zhang Fen and Mao Di had also started practicing Falun Gong. I was immediately interested in such a good thing, not to mention that the other three had already began to do it together. From then on, whenever I had free time, I would follow Mo Yun and her team to learn the "truthfulness, compassion, and tolerance", and to pursue the so-called "go up to a higher level" and "reach Consummation". At each gathering, the four of us were quite active, always coming the earliest and leaving the latest. Fellow practitioners called us "Four Golden Flowers". We "encouraged" each other and "practiced" together, all feeling that both our spirit and body had been gradually improved.
In July 1999, the news exploded among our "Falun practitioners" group, that the country had banned "Falun Gong" in accordance with the law. Incited by Li Hongzhi's words that "Practitioners from all over the country should go to Beijing to ‘protect the Dafa’ and fight for (Falung Gong) status in China", the four of us were also unwilling to fall behind, fearing that we might have missed the opportunity of "reaching Consummation". Under the leadership of Mo Yun, we decided to go to Beijing to "protect Dafa". But the path of “protection”' was never easy. We had never traveled far before, but from November 1999 to April 2000, we went to Beijing four times for the so-called "guarding Fa". In order to raise money for the journey to Beijing, I handed over all the 2000 Yuan to my companions, the hard-earned money that my husband and I had worked day and night to get.
Frequent unlawful acts could not always escape from the net of law. In the end I had been caught and punished for violating the law.
The "Golden flowers" have withered, and their dreams of glory broken
In 2004, my foot problem recurred. Thinking of Li Hongzhi's statement that "in order to cure the disease, overcome difficulties, and eliminate karma, people must practice Falun", the four of us began to gather frequently to learn new "scriptures". To avoid being noticed, I chose to help my husband with the bamboo sales business during the day, and secretly gathered to practice “Falun Gong" at night, paying no attention to any other chores at home. At that moment, it was the crucial period for my daughter's college entrance examination. My daughter had always been obedient and diligent, dreaming to enter a good university from her early age, but because I was addicted to the "cultivation" and ignored all family chores, she not only had to help her father to work at home, but also had to bear the strange eyes from other people. In the end, my daughter failed her college entrance examination by only one score below the admission line. Just this “one score” broke my daughter's dream, causing her to miss her targeted university, which became her a lifelong regret.
In June 2016, my husband suddenly fell ill, suffering from bladder stones and prostate diseases, as well as anemia and severe cataracts. I was hesitating whether to send my husband to the hospital for treatment or not. Then, Mo Yun arrived with Zhang Fen and Mao Di, and we repeatedly recited the so-called scriptures by my husband's bedside, "sending righteous thoughts" to him and reciting the "Nine Character Scripture". Mo Yun also handed me a large amount of materials and asked me to distribute them together with her, asking Master’s "blessings" for my husband.
More than half a month passed, there were still a lot of materials stored at my home, but Mo Yun never came back to me. I felt so worried and nervous, so I had to find Mo Yun's daughter despite my busy schedule. Her daughter told me, "My mother is hospitalized with throat cancer." I thought to myself, "Sister Mo should be the most sincere one among us, how could she get such a serious illness?" In October of that year, I went to visit Mo Yun in the hospital, who had already been unable to speak. I sent out my "righteous thoughts" to Master Li with the most sincere heart and comforted Mo Yun: "Don't worry, you practice the best in your daily life, and you will be blessed by the Master, and then get better." She nodded. But 20 days later, Mo Yun passed away. In the golden autumn of October, the season was still hot days, but I felt the chills in heart.
Flowers do not bloom alone, nor do they fall alone
My husband's health was deteriorating, and the eye problem was making his life extremely difficult. After the Chinese Lunar New Year, I resolutely send my husband to the hospital, where he had a cataract surgery. Taking care of my husband and my grandchildren, coupled with the financial constraints of my family, I was deeply distracted from my work and could hardly find any time for my “cultivation”. After Mo Yun's death, we no longer gathered, but at home there still hoarded many materials Mo Yun had gave me, I did not dare to send them out, nor did I dare to throw them away, for fear of "retribution".
On a cold winter morning in March 2017, when I was buying groceries, I met Zhang Fen, whom I hadn't seen for a long time. She told me, "Mao Di has a stroke, one hand and one foot can't move, her face is also paralyzed, and she is even drooling when speaking." When I returned home, I felt crumpled and weak, and then dizziness, headache, and abdominal pain began to occur, which continued to plague me. I was getting increasingly confused. Why did everyone get such a bad result after more than 20 years of “cultivation”? I planned to go to Zhang Fen to discuss what to do next. Just as I walked to her doorstep, I saw her son. As soon as I was about to greet him, he suddenly shouted at me, “Get out! It's all you people who have convinced my mother of this cult and ended up in prison at last! Get out! Don't let me see you again.”
I fainted then and there. When I finally woke up, I was already lying in the hospital. I was diagnosed with severe high blood pressure which was extremely risky, and if not for the timely treatment, my life would not have been saved. I was so shocked that I was at a complete loss and couldn't accept it. Recalling all these past years, in order to "believe in the Master and Falun Dafa", I had never gone to the hospital for examinations, even when I was feeling bad. I considered my flushed facial color as a good sign from practicing, and showed off to others from time to time, never thought it was a sign of high blood pressure. I regarded the faint abdominal pain as the "Falun" from Li Hongzhi, but unexpectedly, it was just the pain caused by the swollen gallbladder.
The sunset is infinitely beautiful, and flowers can still bloom in time
I took the advice of my husband and children, accepted the help of other kind people, and came out from the lies of the cult. I followed the doctor's advice, taking medicine to treat my illness. My husband's illness was also treated with the support of the national rural medical insurance. And gradually, both of us recovered. My life finally came back to normal.
Looking back at my life over the past few decades, although I have experienced a period of poverty during the process of nation’s development, I have now finally caught up with the good policies of the country, so that my husband and I can have a sense of security for our elderly age, and the medical care for our illnesses. I have a good husband at home, my children have their own careers, and my grandchildren are all around me... However, during the years I had been fooled by “Falun Gong”, I disregarded all the happiness in front of me but pursued the illusory “perfect world”, which was truly a mischievous farce that harmed others as well as myself.
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