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An empty seat, a broken heart: A Chinese woman musician’s story

Posted by Author on July 22, 2010

By Mei Xuan, Via The Washington Times, July 21, 2010 –

Have you ever
waited at an airport for a loved one you have not seen in a long time? Surely you remember the giddy expectation, scanning arriving passengers for that familiar face. But what if your loved one never arrived?

My husband never turned up. On Feb. 18, I waited for him at Newark International Airport with flowers. It had been over three years since I last saw him before fleeing China. Jiang Feng was to arrive on a Continental Airlines flight from Shanghai, but after the last passengers left he was still nowhere to be seen. My calls to China confirmed my greatest fears: He checked in, but never boarded the flight. Chinese secret police abducted him.

We married 12 years ago in Anhui province. I was a musician and he worked as a piano tuner. But before our first anniversary we were kidnapped from our workplaces and jailed. That was July 20, 1999, the first round of arrests of Falun Gong practitioners like us.

Our worlds collapsed as the campaign rolled in with a force equal to that of Mao Zedong’s Cultural Revolution. Suddenly, we were enemies of the state, cut off from our family and friends. We were arrested for practicing meditation and following our discipline – principles of truthfulness, compassion and tolerance. Falun Gong was becoming too popular for the Communist Party’s liking and our crime was having an independent belief system.

As I was a prominent musician, my director pulled strings to get me out, but my husband was jailed for three years. In 2002, literally days before his release, I was standing on a sidewalk when plainclothes police suddenly shoved me into a taxi and drove me to a detention center. They imprisoned me for four years. I was tied to a chair for 75 days without being allowed to sleep or use the restroom. My fingers and feet swelled three times their size. I was electrocuted, beaten and repeatedly knocked unconscious. I watched my friends, one after another, take their last breaths. Somehow, I survived and, after being released in 2006, fled to the United States.

My husband and I planned to reunite here. After I was generously granted political asylum, he also received the status of “derivative asylee,” obtained a U.S. visa, packed his bags and checked in at the Shanghai Pudong International Airport.

He would have been with me in Washington this week, as thousands of Falun Gong practitioners from around the world mark yet another anniversary of persecution in China. Instead, he is in an Anhui province labor camp in which prisoners toil in a coal mine. In addition to torture, my husband now faces the dangers of being trapped, suffocated or crushed underground in China’s most fatality-prone work.

Many people think the persecution of Falun Gong is mostly a thing of the past, a blotch on China’s slow but steady progress. Quite the contrary. In the months before the Olympics, over 8,000 practitioners were arrested, often from their homes for no apparent reason other than their faith. Many were sent to labor camps for periods far exceeding the length of the Olympic Games. Last year saw an upsurge in sham trials with hundreds of Falun Gong practitioners sentenced to prison for up to 18 years, often simply for downloading an article or distributing leaflets exposing persecution.

My husband and I were wed 12 years ago but, separated by persecution, we have shared married life for only a few months. I am extremely worried about his safety as I know what he faces every minute.

As you notice the Falun Gong activities this week, please remember that these victims of oppression are real people. They are our husbands and parents and children. They need your international voices of support. We have seen how, when the world looks away, we face the darkest pitilessness of the Chinese Communist Party. Your direct, public statements of support have a great restraining effect.

Mei Xuan is a former prisoner of conscience who spent four years in a Chinese jail. She is now a musician with New York-based Shen Yun Performing Arts.

The Washington Times

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Prophecy On Stones Realized In China History And The Collapsing of CCP

Posted by Author on September 9, 2007

A Special Report by The Epoch Times-

Many people have heard of Qin Shi Huang, the first emperor of the Qin Dynasty who united China. Perhaps many don’t know that the demise of the Qin Dynasty was predicted by writings on a meteorite.

In Year 12 of the Qin Emperor’s rule, a meteorite fell from the sky. On the meteorite, there were seven characters that read, “Qin Emperor dies and the land is divided.” The next year, the emperor died. One year later, the rebellion by Chen Sheng and Wu Guang began, and the old royalties of the six states that Qin had conquered divided up China to reestablish their states. Three years after Emperor Qin died, the Qin Dynasty ended. The prophecy was realized.

In the late Yuan Dynasty, a folk rhyme said, “A stone man with one eye can turn the Yellow River and the world will revolt.” Later, the prime minister was leading a project to manage the flow of the Yellow River when a stone man with just one eye was found. The rhyme was carved on the back of the stone man. Very shortly, many peasant revolts broke out, and the Yuan Dynasty ended.

The two above examples were recorded in “Records of the Historian” and “Yuan History.”

They remind us of the prophecy that recently appeared on a huge rock in China: “The Chinese Communist Party collapses.”

This rock was found in a National Park in Zhangbu, Pingtang County, Guizhou Province in 2002. A crack that formed 500 years ago in the 270-million year old megalith reveals six characters in the manner of neatly brush-written Chinese; the characters say “The Chinese Communist Party Collapses” [Zhong Guo Gong Chan Dang Wang].

The Will of Heaven270-million year old megalith

The appearance of the megalith shows that the fate of the Chinese nation is closely related to the will of heaven at an historic moment in time.

(Photo of the rock printed on the ticket to the national park. The six characters read, “Chinese Communist Party Collapses.” /The Epoch Times)

The two sections of the stone are each seven meters in length, nearly three meters tall and weigh 100 tons. The stone is extremely hard— in fact, too hard to carve on. The characters are each about one foot across. The characters were written in a square style and were very clear. They are slightly raised in relief. The last character, “Collapses,” was bigger than the other characters, showing that the demise of the Chinese Communist Party is not just the collapse of an ordinary political party.

This supernormal site has been reported by over 100 newspapers, TV stations, and websites in China, although nobody has dared to mention the last character, “Collapses.” They only dare say that the stone bears the characters for “Chinese Communist Party.”

Although the photo of the stone was on the ticket to the national park in which the stone was found, visitors to the site are directed to not talk about it. Sources say that many high-ranking CCP officials have visited the site in person. They were shocked inside and understood what it meant. Like Emperor Qin Shi Huang, they are only trying to postpone the collapse of their power…… ( more details from the Epochtimes’ report: Withdrawals Accelerate the CCP’s Disintegration)
To date of today, 25,847,721 Chinese people have announced quit the Chinese Communist Party by posting their statements on the Quit CCP Website (in Chinese) ]

Video: Geology Wonder- 200 Million-Year-Old Stone Says “Chinese Communist Party Collapses” 

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Lawyer Gao Zhisheng Solemnly Denies All Charges by China Authorities

Posted by Author on September 9, 2007

By Gao Zhisheng, The Epochtimes, Sep 08, 2007-Gao zhisheng 6-a



Gao Zhisheng

At around 12:00 p.m. on August 15, 2006, 30 thugs from the Chinese Communist Party (CCP) broke in and kidnapped me in a violent manner from my older sister’s home in Shandong Province. Meanwhile, about 40 unidentified men broke into my home in Beijing and ransacked my place for a few hours. They stole all of my belongings and left only 300 yuan in cash. During the process, they didn’t present any legal documents or identify themselves. They were silent throughout the process. They also searched my wife and my two underage children, and started to put them under house arrest for an indefinite amount of time.

To achieve their illegal purpose, 11 goons stayed at my home around the clock for 11 consecutive days without our permission. They kept the TV on 24-hours a day, used my kitchen and bathroom at will. They worked in rotation, but there were always seven to eleven people guarding us from my living room at any given time. They played cards, watched TV, ate snacks and chatted aloud. They have violated the most basic human rights.

Even my two-year-old boy Gao Tianyu’s bedroom was guarded by two people. My wife and children were not allowed to turn off the light when they went to bed or keep the bedroom door closed. My family was not even allowed to keep the door closed when they used the bathroom. My wife’s and children’s each and every move, including sleep, was closely watched by these goons. Eleven days later, the goons moved their camp downstairs, but they continued to watch my wife and two children.

During the next four months my wife was watched by at least four big men when she had to go out. When my daughter went to middle school and when my son went to kindergarten, they were watched by four to six goons. They watched my children from outside the classrooms. During these four months, they beat up my wife once in public, and pushed and insulted her countless times. My daughter was repeatedly beaten up and insulted. Even my three nephews that worked part-time in Beijing were illegally detained for 21 days.

On August 15, 2006, Shanxin Province’s Public Security Bureau (PSB) hired about 40 local thugs to break into my parents’ home in Shaanxi Province. They had my parents’ home under siege and bullied my family for four months.

On the same day, a few dozen unidentified men started to watch and follow my parents-in-law and my wife’s sister in Ürümchi, Xinjiang Autonomous Region. The local police ordered my parents-in-law not to leave home and took their IDs by force.

My mother-in-law, in her 60’s, took the risk to flee from home in the middle of the night to Beijing. But the cold-blooded goons watching my home in Beijing forbade this elderly woman who spent two days and two nights on the road from entering my home. She had no choice but to stay outdoors overnight. On the next day, she waited for my wife on the only path to the supermarket and finally met her. The mother and daughter hugged each other and burst into tears. But the goons followed them home and interrogated my mother-in-law. While my mother-in-law was in Beijing, she was closely followed by four to six goons.

In Shandong Province, my older sister’s child was taken into custody 24-hours before the court order date and was kept in police custody until my brother-in-law passed away. The police in Shandong Province even forbade my nephew from attending his father’s funeral. This is an outrageous act against the Chinese customs. The police argued that they were executing the order from the PSB.

After I was kidnapped, I began a hunger strike to protest the illegal detention. After 36 hours of hunger strike, I learned that my wife and children were cut off from food and water so I had to stop the hunger strike. During the illegal detention, the CCP subjected me to brutal tortures and psychological abuses.

When they failed to make me give in, they threatened to deprive my wife and children’s basic means of survival. “We don’t ask much. We ask only two things from you. First, plead guilty. Second, stop fighting for human rights. You are a very special case 815 [my code name during the illegal custody]. We have to break all the rules and conventions to make you give in. We will not hesitate to use any means on you as long as it works.”

“815, we have designed many means against you. We can bring your older brother here and make him kneel before you until you plead guilty. We will use every means necessary no matter how long it takes.”

Because of these inhuman tortures and coercions, I was forced to “plead guilty” and “guaranteed” in writing not to fight for human rights. After many drafts of the forced “guilty plead” and “guarantee”, the police decided to write them for me and have me transcribe it. This became the “statement of repentance” that the public saw later.

I hereby make a solemn declaration.

First, I completely deny the false charges that the CCP authorities placed on me through their inhuman tortures and abuses.

Second, I completely deny the entire content of the “statement of repentance.” Both the CCP authorities and I knew it was a complete falsehood from the beginning, but I insist on declaring it to be void.

Third, it was my true will to publish the statement on December 13, 2005 to withdraw from the CCP [and its two affiliated organizations.] I hereby acknowledge and confirm the statement again.

Fourth, I hereby confirm the three open letters I have written before August 15, 2006.

Fifth, I shall persevere in fighting against the totalitarian and inhuman rule that suppresses people’s freedom of thinking.

Gao Zhisheng

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A Man’s Story In China: Not Willing To Degenerate

Posted by Author on September 2, 2007

By Yi Ming, The Epoch Times, Aug 31, 2007-

My idea of a really good man is embodied the characters portrayed by Japanese movie star Ken Takakura and the character of Zorro played by French actor Alain Delon.

Real ladies, in my mind, are those from noble families, such as Ms. Feng Chengcheng [1], Ryoko Nakano and Ms. Yamaguchi Momoe [2].

I have always held that love occurs only when a hero marries a beauty and a lady weds a good man.

Who knows when it happened, but in China today no one ever talks about the noble dreams of a hero or the grace of a lady. To be a man is something else now, and the title “Ms.” is no longer respectable. (In China, Ms. now often refers to a prostitute)

First time

Years ago, I returned to China and met with a few old friends in an expensive restaurant on my buddy’s expense account. When we were through, all the females knew better and rose to leave, leaving us boys alone. The friend who had treated us said, “Let’s go find some girls and have fun.” “There are some girls you want to introduce to me?” I said jokingly. Laughter followed.

As we entered a Karaoke parlor, girls lined up along the hallway greeted us in unison, “Welcome.” Some of them looked uneasy. After we were ushered into a room and seated, three girls rigidly stood in front of us. That friend of mine shouted, “Attendants, have your best singers out here, and see if they are not better than this buddy of mine who has just come back from the United States. The United States— you know where that is? Hollywood, you understand?”

At his instruction, one of the girls hurried out the door.

Moments later, an attractive girl came in, bowed, then said, “Good evening, gentlemen. My name is Yue Er. I’ll sing you a song first. I hope you’ll like it.”

It was really good, and I liked the song. So as she was singing I hummed along. Another girl saw and handed me a microphone, saying, “Sir, please sing with her. It will be marvelous.”

I used to give performances when I was at school, and this was one of my favorite songs. So I obliged and sang along. When we finished I felt excited. We sang a few more songs, and everyone cheered.

The girl named Yue Er flattered me saying, “Sir, you must be a professional. You sang beautifully! See, I am moved to tears.” Before I could say anything, my friend said, “Wow, you’re interested in him!” Laughter. Yue Er replied smartly, “You think so? Even if that was so, the gentleman may not be interested in me.” I knew they were putting me on, so I said, “No more of this. Let’s go on singing songs.” “Well, well. You’ve been to the United States, haven’t you? But you are still shy” my friend said amusingly. Everyone else burst into laugher.

I have to admit that it was a pleasant evening.

Second time

It all changed when I went back to China on another trip some time later.

We still had a party of old friends, but fewer attended this time. Some of them had been laid off, and some were too busy with their businesses. America was no longer mysterious to them. A TV series, “Beijngers in New York,” had opened the eyes of the people in China, and they now knew that the Chinese were having a hard time overseas. When we met we talked less. No one suggested seeing girls anymore. They said that police conduct raids regularly. Not knowing the true situation, I wondered, “What’s the big deal? People are only singing and joking around.”

Third time

I went back again last year, and things had changed again.

Some of my buddies in Beijing had been thrown into prison, and the few who aren’t in jail are national celebrities of sorts. They were always busy! Unless there was business involved, no one bothered to spare a moment.

The friend who had treated me went to southern China and made a fortune in real estate. He invited me to his place to see him.

So this time I was the only one who met him. Years had taken their toll on him: he had thinning hair, a paunch, and had visibly aged—the image of a big boss.

Over dinner, he eyed me and said, “How come you still look so young? Is it because foreign girls are taking better care of you? So America is better?!” Not interested in his gibberish, I asked how his wife and child were doing. “We’re divorced, and she has custody of our child,” he told me. His wife was our classmate, and they were madly in love when they were in college. I would have never thought that one day they would part.

He continued, “Let me tell you something. Women are all witches. When you don’t have money, they harass you and say you are good for nothing. When you have money, they still bother you and complain that you’re not taking good care of the family. They are all shrews.”

I said, “You must have been fooling around. You must have mistresses, a lot of them.”

He sipped his liquor and then said, “To be honest with you, I have. But I am a man. How can a man be a man without a few lovers? What’s money for? A man lives to enjoy life. Haven’t you heard? ‘The other half of man is woman.’ A man without woman is not a complete man. A successful man must have many women. Let’s go. I’ll show you something. ”

I followed him into a local well-known spa.

As we entered the door, the girl behind the reception desk looked up and smiled. “Good evening, Mr. Tan.”

My buddy mumbled something without even looking at her.

He paid the bill and handed me a key card. We were led into a dressing room and undressed, and then walked into a bathroom, naked.

The room was huge and beautiful, filled with Roman style sculptures.

We soaked in a tub for a while before taking a brief shower. When we were done we dried our hair, male attendants standing nearby, toweling our bodies. We put on our gowns and began walking upstairs.

Seeing us, a pleasant-looking woman greeted, “Good evening, Mr. Tan.”

My friend said casually, “Evening. Find me some pretty young girls.”

I was ushered into a VIP room, and my friend was led into another one.

There was a bed, two couches, and a big screen TV in the room. The air-conditioner was on and it was comfortable.

The pleasant-looking woman who led me into the room looked at me and said, “Is this your first time here? I don’t recognize you.”

“Yes,” I said. “Does Mr. Tan come here often?”

“Yes, he comes everyday. Would you like to change clothes first? The girls will be here soon.” She finished talking and left the room.

Shortly, my friend walked in the door with a cigarette in his mouth, and said, “How is it going? You don’t have this in the United States, do you?”

Well at least I haven’t seen this in the United States.

The door opened and five girls in miniskirts walked in. They stood in a row and said in unison, “Welcome. Good evening. Very glad to be of service.”

My friend saw that I was stunned, and laughed. “Do you want to pick one? Pick a pretty one. If you don’t like any of them, we’ll ask for some other girls. If you want, you can also pick two.”

“What is going on? Aren’t we just taking baths? I am not here for sex.” I said, a little perplexed.

“You are so naïve. Did you really live in the United States? Let me pick one out for you. Is number three Okay?”

I asked, “Okay for what?”

“Okay, just go with her. I know you like her type,” My friend interrupted me.

I looked at “number three.” She was only about 20 years old, with long hair. She looked pretty under the light.

Before I could speak, “number three” bowed to me and said, “Greetings! I am very glad to serve you.” The other girls all left.

I followed her through the hallway into another room. It was dimly lit, furnished with a massage bed.

“Number three” put down her purse and said, “Is this your first time? Don’t be nervous. A lot of guests like me. Feel my hand. Isn’t it soft?” She touched my arm.

Indeed, she had soft hands.

She went on, “Do you want full service?”

I asked, “Is full service full-body massage?”

She rubbed her hand against mine and said, “You are too naughty! Full service also includes you-know-what.”

I understood, and hastily said, “No, no. I only want massage, nothing else.”

“Don’t worry about it. It’s Mr. Tan’s treat. You can do whatever you want with me,” “number three” insisted.

“No, no. Only massage. Otherwise I’m leaving,” I also insisted.

She looked a little disappointed and said, “OK, just massage, then.”

She picked up the phone and reported to the front desk the length and type of service. Then she began working.

Her massage skills were good. I thought that this was a tough job which didn’t pay much. To make it more enjoyable, I started chatting with her.

She came from the rural area of Hubei Province. Being the oldest child, she had to start working early to support her brother’s schooling. She said, “Actually, I could tell from just one look that you are a good person. When you were picking from the group, I was hoping that you would pick me.”

I don’t know if she was that good a masseuse, or that I was really tired, but I fell asleep shortly.

The alarm rang and our time was over. “Number three” said, “Are you sure you don’t want other services?”

While getting dressed, I told her, “I really don’t need anything else. Thank you for the massage. It felt really good. Also, not every man is a sex addict.”

She walked me back to my room. After quite a while, my friend returned. He looked tired, and I guessed that he had the “full service package.” He turned to me and asked, “Number three was pretty good, wasn’t she? I have a good eye.”

I smiled and said nothing.

We walked out of the building and he said he wanted to sing karaoke.

I said, “It’s getting late. How come you are so energetic?”

He looked at me and asked, “Don’t you have nightlife in the United States? Don’t you visit with girls?”

I smiled and said, “Of course there are some activities. However, I am usually busy working during the day, and I go to the gym at night. I have to take care of my own body.”


Suddenly, his cell phone began ringing. He answered the phone with a wide smile. His fawning behavior made me uncomfortable.

“Is it your young lover? Or maybe Mayor X?” I said sarcastically.

I had helped make arrangements when Mayor X had visited the United States. He was a year ahead of us in college. When I left China, he was only a division head.

I didn’t really want to go, but my friend was insistent. It just so happened that I had a meeting scheduled with Mayor X the next day. I thought it wouldn’t hurt to hang out with him a bit the night before.

We got in my friend’s Mercedes and headed for the most luxurious hotel in the city.
While riding in the car, I thought, China has indeed changed. Some people have more money in their hands, but society has degenerated. In this society where money and power are king, it is hard to keep oneself unpolluted. In China, it is only a matter of time before men become corrupt.

A few decades ago, despite the political environment, people still had souls. When a person looses his soul, he becomes like a chicken running around with its head cut off. No one cares about morality, honor, duty, pride, or social order. Everyone only wants instant gratification. They only do what can give them more money. Money is used to measure and decide everything.

The more I thought about it, the more I was glad that I had left China. At least, I can call myself a man with a soul.


[1] Ms. Feng Chengcheng plays a girl in a famous Hong Kong TV series, who has become an icon of purity and devoted to true love
[2] Ryoko Nakano and Ms. Yamaguchi Momoe are both famous Japanese actresses. Chinese people are familiar with their movies and TV series. Their characters also embody chaste love.

(Subtitles added by Chinaview )

– Original article from the epochtimes : Men’s Night Life in China

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Traditional Chinese Philosophy: Disaster Follows Wrongful Killing

Posted by Author on August 20, 2007

The Epoch Times –

According to the Book of Han, a classic Chinese history book from 2200 years ago, a judge named Senior Yu became well known for his fairness and wisdom.

During the reign of the Xuan Emperor in the Han Dynasty people built a memorial for Senior Yu while he was still alive.

Senior Yu was an Administrator at the County Prison as well as the Township Judge. He was very just and fair when he held court sessions. Of all the judgments handed down by the court, those written by the Senior Yu were considered the most appropriate and well balanced. Many times even those convicted would agree that Senior Yu’s punishments were fair.

During that time, in the Township of East Sea, there was a very kind and dutiful woman named Zhou Qing. She was extremely thoughtful and caring towards her mother-in-law in accordance with the Chinese custom.

Her mother-in-law said, “My daughter-in-law works so hard to take care of me! I am already very old. Why should I cherish my limited life in this world and burden the younger generations?” The old woman then committed suicide by hanging herself.

The old woman’s married daughter came home from her husband’s place and accused Zhou Qing of murdering her mother. She filed her accusation at the Township Governor’s Office. The government then arrested the kind hearted daughter-in-law Zhou Qing. They tortured her and forced her to admit guilt to the crime.

After hearing about the case, Senior Yu advised the Governor, “This woman had taken care of her mother-in-law for more than 10 years and her loyalty was well known in this area. I do not believe that she murdered her mother-in-law.” Yet, the Governor refused to heed Senior Yu’s advice, and insisted on carrying out the death penalty against Zhou Qing. After many futile attempts to change the Governor’s mind, Senior Yu left broken hearted.

According to the Chinese belief, when an innocent person is killed disasters will strike the hometown of the victim. After Zhou Qing was put to death, the Township of East Sea suffered three years of continued drought. The Governor was blamed and dismissed from his position.

When the new Governor reported to duty, he asked Senior Yu, “How come we did not have any rainfall for the last three years?” Senior Yu answered, “The loyal daughter-in-law should not have died. She was wrongfully executed by the former Governor. The calamity was caused by killing this innocent person.”

The new Governor immediately went to the grave site of Zhou Qing to pay tribute to her in person. He built a Memorial Archway of Integrity at the grave site as a commendation to her posthumously.

The rain returned immediately and the township had a bumper crop that year.

– Article from the Epochtimes: Good Stories from China: Disaster Follows Wrongful Killing

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