Life for our family gradually deteriorated; false charges were laid against my father and mother and people started to treat us badly. In 1972 my parents decided to move to the region my father was born in, where none of this was known.
My difficult life began in the summer of 1966. I hadn't enough food to eat, my classmates looked down me, I had to work in the fields with the adults through the summer holidays. I was a very sensitive child and all this affected my health. From 1967 I had frequent stomach aches.
When the Cultural Revolution ended late 1976, things improved for my family. Universities in China again accepted students through examination results. For the overwhelming majority of Chinese, university was the only way to change their destiny. Between 1966 and 1977 several million examinees had built up. Whatever their level of learning, each one had a dream that they would succeed and sit in a university classroom.
When I sat the exam I was so excited that I couldn't write one word for the first 15 minutes. I had borrowed a watch; I was staring at it and it made me extremely anxious!
The enrolment rate was 1.3% in Henan Province. My brother and I were both successful in 1977 !
This success brought me only brief happiness. I faced many challenges due to my bad health, various social issues and my state of mind.
After graduating from teachers college I was in a army school for 8 years. In March 1989 I gave up my job and went to Beijing in the hope of being able to study abroad. Then with the suppression of the Tiananmen student movement, Western governments stopped student visas for Chinese. I had lost the opportunity to go to Australia, given up my job, and used up most of my money. My health broke down; I was afraid to go home as I didn't want to bring unhappiness to my mother.
But as the Chinese saying goes, Heaven never seals off all exits; in the gloomiest time of life I met my SUN: Zhineng Qigong, in November 1989. So today I am thankful for all my terrible suffering!