Mother's Day is a warm and affectionate holiday. Every Mother's Day, I recall the heart-wrenching yet heartwarming story I encountered over 20 years ago when I first started volunteering for anti-cult activities.

The protagonist of this story is Liang Qian (a pseudonym), who grew up in a remote mountainous area. Her parents were kind and hardworking, and the family was well-off. After graduating from junior high school, she left the mountains and went to Zhuhai and Guangzhou to work. During her time working, she met her current husband. After giving birth, Liang Qian developed health issues and often had headaches. To treat her illness, she started practicing Falun Gong on a friend's recommendation. Encouraged by fellow practitioners, Liang Qian frequently went out to practice and spread the cultic teachings. Gradually, her initial goal of curing her illness and strengthening her body evolved into seeking "Perfection" and ascending to the "heavenly kingdom."

In October 2001, Liang Qian was arrested by the public security authorities for openly distributing Falun Gong propaganda materials. The obsessed Liang Qian actually believed that the detention center had a beautiful and serene environment, making it an ideal place for “cultivation.” She planned to seize the opportunity to advance her “levels” there.

Faced with Liang Qian, whose mind was completely controlled, I used sincerity, patience, and love to move her, and used facts to persuade her. However, she still shut herself off, believing that the newspapers, videos, and study materials we showed her were all fake. She said, “My master is a god, and what he teaches is the truth of the universe. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to return to one's true self, and I will not miss this chance.”

A letter from Liang Qian's daughter broke the deadlock and disrupted the tense yet orderly work at the detention center. After much effort, we finally got in touch with Liang Qian's husband, and only then did the officers and I feel relieved.

So, I immediately sought out Liang Qian for a conversation, suppressing my anxiety as I asked about her daughter. “How old is your daughter? Have you seen her recently?”

“My daughter is 13 years old. She has been very independent since she was young and her studies are quite good. I haven't seen her for a few months, and I don't know how she is doing lately.”

“Do you want to know about her?”

“We practitioners cannot have familial attachments. As long as I cultivate, achieve enlightenment, and reach Consummation, I will bring blessings to my family. By then, they will come to live in my heavenly kingdom where they can have anything they want.”

“You are too naive to say such things at this moment. Do you know how much your daughter needs you and how deeply you have hurt her? I am moved by your daughter's heart-wrenching cries. I don't know how you can be a mother like this.”

At this moment, Liang Qian lowered her head and asked thoughtfully, “Has something happened to my daughter?”

“Your daughter sent a letter, it's very sorrowful. Do you want to hear it?”

“What's there in the letter that I can't hear?”

I then picked up the letter and started reading: “Dear Mom: Do you know how desolate my inner world is right now? My heart is so sad. Every day is very hard. Whenever I come back with a tired body, I always feel lonely. Thinking back to those happy times, I really envy them. I really wish time could go back, back to that once happy family, but it's all too late. Falun Gong has deprived me of a happy childhood, it wants my childhood to be spent in desolation and loneliness.”

At this moment, my heart was heavy. I paused for a moment and looked at Liang Qian, who had her head down, silently and attentively listening to every word I read. I didn't know what to say. How much does a teenage girl hate the destruction of her beautiful childhood by Falun Gong? How desolate must her heart be! Abandoning her daughter, is this being a good person? Can a daughter's heartfelt call not open her mother's closed heart?

I continued reading: “Mom, little brother's death was not accidental. It was the result of our long-term neglect that led to today's outcome. Mom, please wake up, don't let Li Hongzhi manipulate you anymore. He is a murderer, he has killed so many innocent lives, ruined so many innocent families, left those children without education, without food. Does he even know the enormity of his crimes? Mom, this includes us too, we can't go on like this anymore.”

Reading this, my heart ached, my voice trembled, and my heart bled. I could hardly continue. I adjusted my emotions slightly and looked up at Liang Qian. She had been moved by her daughter's heartfelt call, and tears fell like broken pearls onto the floor tiles.

After a moment of silence, I picked up the letter again: “Mom, Mom! I really want to call you Mom again in person. I haven't seen you for months, and the word 'Mom' seems to have slipped out of my mind. But if I get the chance, I want to shout 'Mom' loudly. Only in my dreams can I shout 'Mom,' because I can only see you in my dreams. Every time I dream of our family going out to play, I feel very happy, but as soon as I wake up, I always face the cold, icy walls.” Liang Qian kept crying. At this moment, she seemed to feel the miserable call of her daughter.

I continued reading: “Mom, do you know? Since I started middle school, my grades have dropped, and I even have the urge to quit studying. Because whether I do well or not, you don't know, so who am I studying for? The teacher says, ‘You study for yourself, not for others.’ Of course, I understand it, but without you around, I can't seem to focus, and I have nightmares every day. Once, I dreamed that my brother and I were being buried alive. At the moment we were about to be buried, I saw a photo. In that photo, there were two people, one was me, and the other was my little brother. I was holding my little brother and climbing a tree. As the soil covered our bodies, I heard my little brother calling me, telling me to hurry up. I feel very lonely and isolated now. I want warmth, and I want to taste your delicious fried fish and chicken drumsticks again, even if it's just for one meal. Anyway, I don't know what my next step is, maybe I'll skip school, maybe I'll commit suicide, or maybe I'll wander around. I'll stop writing here for today. Please reply quickly, this might be the last letter.”

At this moment, Liang Qian was in tears, feeling restless and anxious. She urgently asked, “Can you find my daughter quickly? I want to speak to her personally. Please don't let her do anything foolish.” I told her, “Don't worry! We have already contacted your husband. Please calm down and think carefully about what you are holding on to. Your daughter cannot be without you.” Liang Qian shed tears of regret.

That night, Liang Qian tossed and turned, unable to sleep. The next morning, she hurriedly said, “I can't go on like this. I want to be a good mother and do what I should be doing.” She also remorsefully confessed, “Thinking back to how happy our family used to be, my sensible daughter often received praise from relatives and friends. I felt proud and honored to have such a daughter. Why did I forget everything after practicing Falun Gong? Li Hongzhi said he has countless law bodies protecting us. Why hasn't he come to save me yet? I kept saying that I would bring blessings to my family, but why are my loved ones in so much pain? Where are the blessings? When will this empty promise be fulfilled for my family?” In the end, Liang Qian expressed her determination to fully recognize the cult nature of Falun Gong and to embrace a new life through concrete actions.

The letter awakened her love for daughter. Liang Qian, constrained by the twisted doctrines of Li Hongzhi, had her emotions suppressed, became numb to family affection, lost her humanity, and abandoned her motherly love. The powerful call of family affection brought by her daughter's letter finally touched Liang Qian's closed heart, awakening her conscience and restoring her humanity. When she awoke from the nightmare, she finally realized the preciousness of family affection. Liang Qian immediately wrote a letter to her daughter, saying: “My dear daughter, Mom was wrong. You must study hard. When I come home, Mom will make delicious fried chicken for you. You and Dad wait patiently at home. We will never be separated again. All that 'heavenly kingdom' talk is a lie; family is the true place of happiness.”

Time flies, and more than twenty years have passed. Liang Qian has never practiced Falun Gong again. Wishing her a happy life in her later years!

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