我從李哥家出來，住進了北京理工大學附近一家破舊的地下旅館。聽說北工大有個英語角，學生們每星期一次聚在那裡練習英語會話，有天晚上我也走去看看。
見我英語不錯，很多學生圍住我問：怎麼記英語單詞？托福怎麼考高分？學英語的秘訣是什麼？……
他們流露出浮躁和急功近利的心態。我過去也這樣。
修煉大法後我開始悟道：帶著太強烈的名利慾望學一樣東西，是難以感受到那樣東西的美好的。
學大法後我的英語在半年內的長進，遠遠超過了過去學幾年的長進。
我對學生們說：「我覺的學習英語、學習任何東西的終極秘訣，在於心態。」
接著我給他們講大法如何給了我一個良好的心態、大法如何好、一直講到這場邪惡的迫害。
在這樣一個公共場合，這是一個非常危險的話題，有人告密我馬上就會被抓起來。
但我坦坦蕩蕩的講，而且為了學生們都能聽懂，我改用中文講。
學生們的眼神露出了害怕，紛紛從我身邊走開。一位男生神情倨傲的打斷我說：「你能不能不講這個，講講英語怎麼考高分？」
我嚴肅的對他說：「我在嘗試和你們分享比英語怎麼考高分更重要的一些事，比如信仰，比如怎麼做人。」
那名男生馬上神情冷漠的走開了。
一位戴眼鏡的高個子男生很困惑的問：「老師，您認為我們大學生應該只管埋頭上課、還是應該也關心社會發生的事？」
我答：「後者。」
男生若有所思的點點頭，留下來繼續聽我講。
他和另外三位男生很認真的聽我講了三個小時，英語角結束後他們推著自行車陪我慢慢走向學校大門。
他們說，北工大的校長就是因為煉法輪功被開除了，「這麼多知識分子煉，肯定有原因的。」 「法輪功肯定有好的地方，不然不會有那麼多人煉。」 「老師，您能不能給本《轉法輪》我們看看？」
我剛好從廣州帶了五本《轉法輪》來北京。為了保護這些書，我在擁擠的火車上兩天沒吃沒喝。
「我非常樂意送你們一人一本《轉法輪》，明天就拿來。」
「不！我現在就要！」一位男生說。
「現在已經十二點了，明天不行嗎？」
「不行！我今晚就想看！我可以看一晚上！」
「可是書在我住的旅館裡……」
「我可以用自行車載您回去拿！」
他的熱切飢渴讓我想起得大法前的自己。
在地下旅館門口，男孩從我手裡接過了《轉法輪》。
他雙手捧書，抬頭看看月亮，然後低頭看著我的眼睛說：
「I’m very happy tonight（今晚我非常開心）」（待續）
(英文對照)
I moved out of Li’s home and moved into a shabby underground inn near Beijing Science and Technology University. Hearing that there was an English Corner in the university, where students practiced their oral English once a week, I went to have a look one night.
Finding my English not bad, many students surrounded me and asked me: How to memorize English words? How to get good grades in English exams? What’s the secret for learning English? …
They revealed a restless mentality eager for quick success and instant benefit. I was like that before.
After practicing Dafa I started enlightening to that: If learning something with too strong a desire for wealth and fame, it would be hard to perceive the beauty of that thing.
The progress I made in English within half a year after obtaining Dafa far exceeded the progress I made over the previous several years.
I said to the students, “I think that the ultimate secret for learning English, for learning anything, lies in mentality.”
Then I began telling them how Dafa had given me a good mentality, how good Dafa was, through to the ongoing persecution.
For such a public occasion it was a risky topic. I would be arrested right away once someone snitched.
Nevertheless I talked sincerely and fearlessly, and I began speaking Chinese so that all of the students could understand.
Fear showed in the students’ eyes. They left me one by one. A male student interrupted me haughtily, “Can’t you stop talking about this and just tell us how to get good grades in English exams?”
I said to him earnestly, “I am trying to share with you some things that are more important than how to get good grades in English exams, such as faith, such as how to be a human being.”
The male student instantly left with frosty looks.
A tall male student wearing glasses asked me in puzzlement, “Teacher, do you think that we students should only concentrate on attending classes or we should also concern for the happenings in society?”
“The latter,” I replied.
The male student nodded thoughtfully and stayed on to listen to me.
He and another three male students listened intently to me for three hours. When the time for the English Corner was up, they pushed their bicycles and slowly walked me toward the entrance to the university.
They told me that the principal of the university had been fired because he practiced Falun Gong. “There are so many intellectuals practicing Falun Gong. There must be a reason for it.” “There must be something good about Falun Gong, otherwise there wouldn’t be so many people practicing it.” “Teacher, Could you please give us a Zhuan Falun to read?”
I had brought five copies of Zhuan Falun to Beijing. In order to protect the books, I didn’t eat or drink during the two-day journey on the crowded train.
“I’d be very glad to present each of you a Zhuan Falun. I’ll bring to you tomorrow.”
“No! I want It right now!” one of the male students said.
“It’s already midnight. Isn’t tomorrow fine?”
“No, it’s not fine! I want to read It tonight! I can read It for the whole night!”
“But the book is at the inn where I stay…”
“I can give you a ride back in my bike to fetch It!”
His intense eagerness reminded me of myself before obtaining Dafa.
In the doorway of the underground inn on that night, the male student obtained a Zhuan Falun from my hands.
He held the book with both his hands, first looked up at the moon, and then looked down at my eyes and said, “I’m very happy tonight.”
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