Illuminate the darkness by using human radiance of kindness
----- My Confession by Tang Zhimin May 1, 2018 in Belgium
Photo：author Tang Zhimin's autobiography Tiananmen In Tears, published in Dutch in 1999, cover photo taken by Frenk van der Linden in May 1999, Beijing Embassy District
I China Dream, Home Dream
From juvenile to youth, from youth to middle-age, many years of a China dream have been dreamed about, A big, heavy, thick, thick, China dream, 5000 years lasted.
Now that old age is approaching, China is getting bigger and bigger and my dream is getting smaller and smaller. I'm tired. I tell myself: Forget. Don't dream.
In the far-away going China dream, I dreamed about my hometown. In my hometown dream, if the green mountains are still there, I couldn’t see clearly. But I clearly saw that my elderly parents are still there, alive. They are waiting. Waiting for the child who is accidentally lost and for the children of that child to come back again, safely.
Is it regret to parents? Is it self-doubt? I came out of my dream: Ah, China, my home! Ah, home, my China!
Photo: author Tang Zhimin displays her Chinese passport that have been retained at the cost of abandoning the citizenship of Western countries for 30 years.
II I return to China
My father is hospitalized because of illness. My mother asked me to bring my four children back to China as soon as possible to avoid regret. This has given me a big problem.
In the year of 2005, when I returned to China to visit my parents, I was abducted by rogue persons under the banner of National Security Bureau. I came back to the Netherlands after mediation of the Dutch government.
I vowed that as long as the Chinese government is still being manipulated by those rogues, I refuse to return. I also told my parents that if we could not see each other in this lifetime, we shall meet in heaven.
My father has been almost dying for many times in the past 13 years. Maybe it was because of the care for me and my four children who are far way. Every time he broke away from the lord of death and came back to life.
For the past 13 years, I almost cut off all contacts with my parents and my family in China, lest those rascals harass them for the sake of me. I thought that my father moight have no longer been alive. My mother’s phone call makes me happy and sad. I am happy because my father is still living on earth. I am sad because I and my children could not go to see him.
After learning about my sorrow, my two oldest children who go to university accused me of being unfilial and jesting. They laughed at me that I scare myself. They said that I think myself as too important. In fact, no one would care about my nonsense words and about those, in their eyes, meaningless actions. Because I am just a small citizen, so small as nobody, they said. They also blamed me for selfishness and demanded that I should not let them out of China's gate because of my personal so-called idealism. Whether China is good or bad, it has a significant influence in the world. The world is changing. China is changing. They need to understand China themselves. They must participate in the development and change of the entire world, including China. I became speechless. I am lost in thoughts.
Without failing to shy away, experts diagnosed me as suffering from the Post Traumatic Syndrome. I become easily nervous and easily fear. I scare myself. It is because the pain in the past exceeded the limit that I could afford, and my spirit is chronically exhausted. Under the guidance of experts, I realize that people who suffer from these kind of Post Traumatic Syndrome are not just I myself alone. But all Chinese people! Regardless of whether he or she is a victim or an abuser, according to the criteria of modern mental health, all Chinese people should relax their tense mood and should calm their nervous state and should receive psychological treatment.
Did those kidnappers who kidnapped me in 2005 just kidnapped me alone? Did not they kidnapped the entire Chinese government and the only ruling party in China--the CCP? Could they be equated to China under the banner of China? Should I abandon my parents and my homeland because of some hooliganism and hurt? Of course not! Haven’t those hooligans be caught one by one in today’s tide of anti-corruption of “Beating Flies and Tigers Together”? Isn't “anti-corruption” not the idealism when I was in the third grade of university? Dit not I and my contemporaries not hesitate to pursue it at the expense of life?
I have completed the mission that I should have to accomplish as a generation. I have done what the time has entrusted me to do. I should not feel sorry!
It's time for me to let go. The future world is of the younger generation. I have been nervous for a long time and exhausted by working hard for most of my time. I should really consider living for myself now. The affairs of the country, and the affairs of the community, I wouldn’t have to worry about again. I will leave it to the next generation to deal with. I decide to retire and I will return to the township, going on as an artist.
China is everyone's China. Let China be home of all Chinese people! Let the people of China illuminate the darkness with the glory of their humanity, their kindness. Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful!
Photo: Tang Zhimin (first from left) poses with her four children aged 21, 19, 17 and 11 respectively.
III Sell books and works to raise expenses
The China visit in 2005 brought me to hell, where I suffered from mental torture by hooligans under the banner of National Security. In the travel of 21 days I was followed the whole way and kidnaped 3 times. Hooligans tried all means to make my head thinking what they want me to think, to make my mouth speaking what they want me to speak. They wanted me to be a propaganda tool for their lies. They wanted me to be one of them. How could I? I took out all the tricks to maintain my conscience and to deal with them. When the Dutch government redeemed me back to the Netherlands on the ground that I am a Dutch mother, I was exhausted and like a frozen stone.
In the following years, the rogues continued to harass me under the name of the Chinese government and foreign embassies. They wanted to make me dumb and turn into waste. They implement the Genocide policy that is so called “economically messed up, reputation tainted, and physically destroyed” to treat good people like me who just want to be good for the country and good for others. In addition to my personal and my family’s threats, my friends and working partners were all threatened, of purchased. I ended up in financial and matrimonial bankruptcy and had a lot of debt.
Protected by the law of bankruptcy of Belgium, country of our temporary residence, the government appointed a lawyer to manage my debts and my finance in order not to allow the creditors to contact me directly and to harass me. Although my lawyer sympathized with our situation and understand why I want to bring my children returning home to visit my father and family, but he said that he can't pay for our expenses outside of Belgium, except 1000 euros for me alone. The two oldest children work on their own while studying. They can pay for themselves. The expenses of the two youngest children can only be determined by ourselves.
I still have some books which I wrote about my experience titled "Tiananmen In Tears," unfortunately only in the Dutch version. We decide to sell them for 10 euros. In occasion you want pay more, we shall be very grateful.
At the same time, I am currently studying at the Academy of Fine Art in Turnhout. I have daily assignment works. You can also buy my work. You decide to pay how much you are willing to. I will not bargain. If you are interested please contact me. My phone number is 0032 466 439 000, e-mail is atelierchina@live.nl, facebook account name is Bai Yian, Twitter account is @tangzhimin.
Of course, you are welcome to donate us. The account number is BE20 0636 2226 6856, Bic code is GKCCBEBB, and the account name is Zhimin Tang.
Photo: Tang Zhimin's work, charcoal painting, 70 x 100cm, Belgium, March 2018
IV The cost of risk
My decision to return to China has caused a lot of discussion under my friends. Some think that I am simply going to die, not different from committing suicide, and they stand firmly to persuade me from going. Some think it is not wise, but they can understand it. However, they think that I should go quietly, silently, and quickly. I do not listen to either opinion.
I can understand the feelings of those friends who resolutely oppose my return to China. They can be divided into two categories. One are those who have not personally suffered persecution in China. But they have joined us. Established on the facts that many good people have been innocently persecuted to death or even have become victim of the forced organ harvesting, they have received political asylum from Western human rights countries. They fear that when I return to China, I will be killed by those hooligans in China. The others have personally undergone torturing and persecution in China. They are afraid that I could not stand for the suffering of the torture which they have experienced. They warry that I could be forced to go to the opposite side and unwillingly to become a rogue accomplice.
However, I firmly believe that there is no standard in China. The problem is that no one follows the law. Actually, China’s affairs cannot be decided by anybody, but vary from person to person, place to place, and from time to time. It’s not that everyone shall experience the same. Also not the same experiencing will result in the same outcome. Moreover, fleeing from China is not the guarantee from persecution. In fact, many people are still being persecuted abroad, in different ways, such as economic persecution and emotional persecution, healthy persecution, etc.
The China visit in 2005 brought me to hell, where I suffered from mental torture by hooligans under the banner of National Security. In the travel of 21 days I was followed the whole way and kidnaped 3 times. Hooligans tried all means to make my head thinking what they want me to think, to make my mouth speaking what they want me to speak. They wanted me to be a propaganda tool for their lies. They wanted me to be one of them. How could I? I took out all the tricks to maintain my conscience and to deal with them. When the Dutch government redeemed me back to the Netherlands on the ground that I am a Dutch mother, I was exhausted and like a frozen stone.
In the following years, the rogues continued to harass me under the name of the Chinese government and foreign embassies. They wanted to make me dumb and turn into waste. They implement the Genocide policy that is so called “economically messed up, reputation tainted, and physically destroyed” to treat good people like me who just want to be good for the country and good for others. In addition to my personal and my family’s threats, my friends and working partners were all threatened, of purchased. I ended up in financial and matrimonial bankruptcy and had a lot of debt.
Protected by the law of bankruptcy of Belgium, country of our temporary residence, the government appointed a lawyer to manage my debts and my finance in order not to allow the creditors to contact me directly and to harass me. Although my lawyer sympathized with our situation and understand why I want to bring my children returning home to visit my father and family, but he said that he can't pay for our expenses outside of Belgium, except 1000 euros for me alone. The two oldest children work on their own while studying. They can pay for themselves. The expenses of the two youngest children can only be determined by ourselves.
I still have some books which I wrote about my experience titled "Tiananmen In Tears," unfortunately only in the Dutch version. We decide to sell them for 10 euros. In occasion you want pay more, we shall be very grateful.
At the same time, I am currently studying at the Academy of Fine Art in Turnhout. I have daily assignment works. You can also buy my work. You decide to pay how much you are willing to. I will not bargain. If you are interested please contact me. My phone number is 0032 466 439 000, e-mail is atelierchina@live.nl, facebook account name is Bai Yian, Twitter account is @tangzhimin.
Of course, you are welcome to donate us. The account number is BE20 0636 2226 6856, Bic code is GKCCBEBB, and the account name is Zhimin Tang.
Photo: Tang Zhimin's work, charcoal painting, 70 x 100cm, Belgium, March 2018
IV The cost of risk
My decision to return to China has caused a lot of discussion under my friends. Some think that I am simply going to die, not different from committing suicide, and they stand firmly to persuade me from going. Some think it is not wise, but they can understand it. However, they think that I should go quietly, silently, and quickly. I do not listen to either opinion.
I can understand the feelings of those friends who resolutely oppose my return to China. They can be divided into two categories. One are those who have not personally suffered persecution in China. But they have joined us. Established on the facts that many good people have been innocently persecuted to death or even have become victim of the forced organ harvesting, they have received political asylum from Western human rights countries. They fear that when I return to China, I will be killed by those hooligans in China. The others have personally undergone torturing and persecution in China. They are afraid that I could not stand for the suffering of the torture which they have experienced. They warry that I could be forced to go to the opposite side and unwillingly to become a rogue accomplice.
However, I firmly believe that there is no standard in China. The problem is that no one follows the law. Actually, China’s affairs cannot be decided by anybody, but vary from person to person, place to place, and from time to time. It’s not that everyone shall experience the same. Also not the same experiencing will result in the same outcome. Moreover, fleeing from China is not the guarantee from persecution. In fact, many people are still being persecuted abroad, in different ways, such as economic persecution and emotional persecution, healthy persecution, etc.
I believe in God. I believe that people's fate, destiny and difficulties are all arranged by higher beings. Those who shouldn't die, cannot die even they wish to. In addition, people are inherently dead, either lighter than feathers, or heavier than Mountain Tai. Therefore, for a person like me who has experienced dying for many times, does death still have any special significance?
Since the day we decided to return to China, I have seen that my children have never been so happy and have never shown such enthusiasm for life as now. They suddenly found that their humble Chinese mother has such a lovely big family with so many loved ones. They are so exited and proud. They are full of yearning for China. They used to refuse to learn Chinese because they didn’t want to learn the language of the country which kidnaped their mother. Now they are actively learning Chinese by their own. They even consider changing the nationality and name into a Chinese one in the future! As if they used to be duckweed floating on the water without roots. They didn’t know why they live, didn’t know where they come from, who they are, and what is the purpose that they come to this world. They also didn’t want to hear me telling about China’s story or my views on China. But now they come to ask by their own.
If, during this trip, I really encounter unexpected difficulties from the hooligans, then they will understand the fact that I could not make them understand. They will understand why their mother have been their mother. My relatives in China will understand that I am not as ruthless and perverted as the rogue propagandistically. They will finally understand who is right and who is wrong. Therefore, because of this, I risk no loss at all.
For me, life itself is a risk. Reincarnation is a risk. Birth is a risk. Every step of growth is a risk, Being alive is a risk, and death is still a risk.
If our journey to China is going well, it is best. Our experience is living advertisement. The whole world will see China's progress. Countless elites and people with insight will gather in China like clouds in the sky . They will contribute to the development of China. Who do not want such an outcome? As long as a person is a Chinese, or any a person with good will shall definitely choose the latter, not the former. This is also obvious.
I will not return China quietly. Instead , I choose to be open, all transparent, including information about our flights. We go back to our own country in an upright manner. We return to our own home and visit our parents and loved ones in an upright and respectful manner. We are dignified to be mothers, to be children, to be Chinese people, to be good people. Why should we sneak? What's more, even if we go quietly, those rogues will also know. Those who are kept in the darkness shall only be good people. It is the good people who are kept in the dark can supervise the rogue acts! So I announce here our flight. Please supervise.
We fly with Hainan Airlines from Brussels at 20:20 on May 8th, shall arrive Shenzhen Baoan Airport at 13:50 on May 9. We leave Shenzhen on 9 May at 19:15 and shall arrive Guiyang Longdongbao Airport at 20:55 am. We shall take public transportation in China. At 21:55 on May 16, we shall fly with Hainan Airlines from Guiyang Longdongbao Airport and shall arrive Shenzhen Baoan Airport at 23:30. At 9:25 on May 17th, we take Hainan Airlines from Shenzhen Baoan Airport and leave China. At 16:00 on the 17th we shall arrive Brussels.
Photo: author Tang Zhimin and a good friend, Dutch well-known politician Harry van Bommel at Freedom Square of Amsterdam, Holland
V Replace tears with smile
Photo: work of Tang Zhimin, water color, 50 x 70 cm, What you see comes from what you have in your soul. Privately collected.
My book is titled "Tiananmen in Tears". It was The Tiananmen Square which was crying, and me too.
After the year of 1989, in my surroundings, almost everyone wanted to leave China. Western governments opened their door to Chinese students and scholars. At that time, friends advised me to flee. I did not because I thought that I have been standing on the side of the masses of the people. How could I be a dissident? Why should I flee? In my opinion, dissidents were those who took the people as enemies and they should flee, not me. I tried to leave China for studying abroad. In 1992, I was admitted to the College of West Orrigan in the United States. I failed for not having passport.
At that time, corrupt criminals misused the state power and took advantage of this tide of going abroad to make their personal gains. I was asked to pay 50,000 yuan. I refused to cooperate with the corruption. I said: I am young and I can wait. After the old guys die, I'm still alive! However, I cried the whole way from Guiyang to Peking. Two years later, the then provincial governor and his wife of Guizhou Province were executed because of corruption and bribery. When I went to apply for a passport to study in the Netherlands in 1995, nobody dared to ask money from me. In many departments I dealt with. Someone would be surprised to ask: Are you really Tang Zhimin? I paid RMB 103 as fee!
After I was abducted in 2005, I vowed that I would refuse to return to China as long as China does not change. When I come back, it will be the time for an upheaval change in China. Who knows? I wait to see!
When I came to the Netherlands in 1995, I was very happy that I was finally free. I learned Dutch very quickly. By the time of Easter 1999, I wrote the long poem “In that beautiful summer, I died.” . The Dutch people were proud of me. My story was soon discovered by the media. I didn't feel like a hero, nor did I want to make money with my story. I just wanted to tell the world: I'm still alive! Live in freedom, live in love.
I was wrong. I have no freedom at all! The publication of my story “Tiananmen In Tears” brought me, who was just awake from a sleep for 10 years in death, to the battlefield. While the media was overwhelmingly enthusiast, yet people could not buy my books at the bookstores. Over a time, the bookstores returned the books to the publishing house. The originally scheduled reprint plan was cancelled because my story was “too political”. Later, the publishing house had somehow announced the closure . The copyright of my book is going to I do not know who. I had to buy all my own books I was very disappointed and tired: In this free country known as one of the best of human rights, everyone is free, except for me, just because I come from China!
In 2005, I was defrauded back to China. Hooligans contacted my parents under the name of the local government. They persuade my parents to ask me to come back to China because the situation has changed. They hope that I would use my international relations to contribute to the development of my hometown. They welcome me returning for invest. But that was a trap! During the three-week trip, I was tracked all the way and kidnapped three times. The rogues were very “good “to me because they did not beat me and did not torture me physically. However, I was mentally and spiritually transformed. The purpose of the transformation was to force me to stand up and say that they were very good to me and therefore to say that the Chinese police is very human and that China has advanced with human rights. I certainly could not lie because my conscience was still there. That was real destruction and torture.
Even if this time turns out again to be a trap or a fire pit, a knife hill or a sea of fire, I must go. Because respect for parents and love for children is a matter of human nature. It is also the law of the universe, from which I am inescapable. However, I shall not cry anymore. I do not go to Tiananmen, nor can I see tears of Tiananmen. The pain of the past I left to the past.
I shall face everything that should happen with a smile. I shall treat every person I will meet met smile. In my opinion, people are always suffering anyway. Because of suffering and because of hardship, talents can grow and life can become sublimated. I hace to go back to the mountains of Guizhou where I am raised up. I shall get back my original, ignorance like naivety. In memory, the wild and lagging mountain sides are my paradise.
I prepared two songs for this trip. A native composition of Chinese mainland, "Oh, land of China! " , plus a Western composition “We Shall Over Come Someday" in English and in my own Chinese translation. I'm willing to sing for anyone. If possible, I'll sing on the street.
Audio / Video: 1, Before Tang Zhimin returned to China to visit her family, she sung affectionately Chinese song "Oh, Land of China" in a natural park on the border between the Netherlands and Belgium, called the "holy land", https://youtu.be/P62avqu5i8A
2. Sing of Tang Zhimin to friends who had donated for her trip “We Shall Over Come Someday/We will win” in English and Chinese in the studio of the Art Academy which she is attending. She said: I am going back to China for peace, not for fight, so I will surely return, alive.” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dffzEpo7UTI&feature=youtu.be
phofo: Tangzhimin performing in the atelier where she studies. in the background her own works
Since the day we decided to return to China, I have seen that my children have never been so happy and have never shown such enthusiasm for life as now. They suddenly found that their humble Chinese mother has such a lovely big family with so many loved ones. They are so exited and proud. They are full of yearning for China. They used to refuse to learn Chinese because they didn’t want to learn the language of the country which kidnaped their mother. Now they are actively learning Chinese by their own. They even consider changing the nationality and name into a Chinese one in the future! As if they used to be duckweed floating on the water without roots. They didn’t know why they live, didn’t know where they come from, who they are, and what is the purpose that they come to this world. They also didn’t want to hear me telling about China’s story or my views on China. But now they come to ask by their own.
If, during this trip, I really encounter unexpected difficulties from the hooligans, then they will understand the fact that I could not make them understand. They will understand why their mother have been their mother. My relatives in China will understand that I am not as ruthless and perverted as the rogue propagandistically. They will finally understand who is right and who is wrong. Therefore, because of this, I risk no loss at all.
For me, life itself is a risk. Reincarnation is a risk. Birth is a risk. Every step of growth is a risk, Being alive is a risk, and death is still a risk.
If our journey to China is going well, it is best. Our experience is living advertisement. The whole world will see China's progress. Countless elites and people with insight will gather in China like clouds in the sky . They will contribute to the development of China. Who do not want such an outcome? As long as a person is a Chinese, or any a person with good will shall definitely choose the latter, not the former. This is also obvious.
I will not return China quietly. Instead , I choose to be open, all transparent, including information about our flights. We go back to our own country in an upright manner. We return to our own home and visit our parents and loved ones in an upright and respectful manner. We are dignified to be mothers, to be children, to be Chinese people, to be good people. Why should we sneak? What's more, even if we go quietly, those rogues will also know. Those who are kept in the darkness shall only be good people. It is the good people who are kept in the dark can supervise the rogue acts! So I announce here our flight. Please supervise.
We fly with Hainan Airlines from Brussels at 20:20 on May 8th, shall arrive Shenzhen Baoan Airport at 13:50 on May 9. We leave Shenzhen on 9 May at 19:15 and shall arrive Guiyang Longdongbao Airport at 20:55 am. We shall take public transportation in China. At 21:55 on May 16, we shall fly with Hainan Airlines from Guiyang Longdongbao Airport and shall arrive Shenzhen Baoan Airport at 23:30. At 9:25 on May 17th, we take Hainan Airlines from Shenzhen Baoan Airport and leave China. At 16:00 on the 17th we shall arrive Brussels.
Photo: author Tang Zhimin and a good friend, Dutch well-known politician Harry van Bommel at Freedom Square of Amsterdam, Holland
V Replace tears with smile
Photo: work of Tang Zhimin, water color, 50 x 70 cm, What you see comes from what you have in your soul. Privately collected.
My book is titled "Tiananmen in Tears". It was The Tiananmen Square which was crying, and me too.
After the year of 1989, in my surroundings, almost everyone wanted to leave China. Western governments opened their door to Chinese students and scholars. At that time, friends advised me to flee. I did not because I thought that I have been standing on the side of the masses of the people. How could I be a dissident? Why should I flee? In my opinion, dissidents were those who took the people as enemies and they should flee, not me. I tried to leave China for studying abroad. In 1992, I was admitted to the College of West Orrigan in the United States. I failed for not having passport.
At that time, corrupt criminals misused the state power and took advantage of this tide of going abroad to make their personal gains. I was asked to pay 50,000 yuan. I refused to cooperate with the corruption. I said: I am young and I can wait. After the old guys die, I'm still alive! However, I cried the whole way from Guiyang to Peking. Two years later, the then provincial governor and his wife of Guizhou Province were executed because of corruption and bribery. When I went to apply for a passport to study in the Netherlands in 1995, nobody dared to ask money from me. In many departments I dealt with. Someone would be surprised to ask: Are you really Tang Zhimin? I paid RMB 103 as fee!
After I was abducted in 2005, I vowed that I would refuse to return to China as long as China does not change. When I come back, it will be the time for an upheaval change in China. Who knows? I wait to see!
When I came to the Netherlands in 1995, I was very happy that I was finally free. I learned Dutch very quickly. By the time of Easter 1999, I wrote the long poem “In that beautiful summer, I died.” . The Dutch people were proud of me. My story was soon discovered by the media. I didn't feel like a hero, nor did I want to make money with my story. I just wanted to tell the world: I'm still alive! Live in freedom, live in love.
I was wrong. I have no freedom at all! The publication of my story “Tiananmen In Tears” brought me, who was just awake from a sleep for 10 years in death, to the battlefield. While the media was overwhelmingly enthusiast, yet people could not buy my books at the bookstores. Over a time, the bookstores returned the books to the publishing house. The originally scheduled reprint plan was cancelled because my story was “too political”. Later, the publishing house had somehow announced the closure . The copyright of my book is going to I do not know who. I had to buy all my own books I was very disappointed and tired: In this free country known as one of the best of human rights, everyone is free, except for me, just because I come from China!
In 2005, I was defrauded back to China. Hooligans contacted my parents under the name of the local government. They persuade my parents to ask me to come back to China because the situation has changed. They hope that I would use my international relations to contribute to the development of my hometown. They welcome me returning for invest. But that was a trap! During the three-week trip, I was tracked all the way and kidnapped three times. The rogues were very “good “to me because they did not beat me and did not torture me physically. However, I was mentally and spiritually transformed. The purpose of the transformation was to force me to stand up and say that they were very good to me and therefore to say that the Chinese police is very human and that China has advanced with human rights. I certainly could not lie because my conscience was still there. That was real destruction and torture.
Even if this time turns out again to be a trap or a fire pit, a knife hill or a sea of fire, I must go. Because respect for parents and love for children is a matter of human nature. It is also the law of the universe, from which I am inescapable. However, I shall not cry anymore. I do not go to Tiananmen, nor can I see tears of Tiananmen. The pain of the past I left to the past.
I shall face everything that should happen with a smile. I shall treat every person I will meet met smile. In my opinion, people are always suffering anyway. Because of suffering and because of hardship, talents can grow and life can become sublimated. I hace to go back to the mountains of Guizhou where I am raised up. I shall get back my original, ignorance like naivety. In memory, the wild and lagging mountain sides are my paradise.
I prepared two songs for this trip. A native composition of Chinese mainland, "Oh, land of China! " , plus a Western composition “We Shall Over Come Someday" in English and in my own Chinese translation. I'm willing to sing for anyone. If possible, I'll sing on the street.
Audio / Video: 1, Before Tang Zhimin returned to China to visit her family, she sung affectionately Chinese song "Oh, Land of China" in a natural park on the border between the Netherlands and Belgium, called the "holy land", https://youtu.be/P62avqu5i8A
2. Sing of Tang Zhimin to friends who had donated for her trip “We Shall Over Come Someday/We will win” in English and Chinese in the studio of the Art Academy which she is attending. She said: I am going back to China for peace, not for fight, so I will surely return, alive.” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dffzEpo7UTI&feature=youtu.be
phofo: Tangzhimin performing in the atelier where she studies. in the background her own works
VI My final words
I come back to China with love for my loved ones and for the motherland. I come for peace, not for fight. Therefore, during my stay in China, I promised to obey China’s laws.
I guarantee I shall never commit suicide or kill other people. No stealing, no robbery. I guarantee that I shall never carry weapons and drugs. I ensure that I shall stay away from alcohol. I shall not use any kinds of drugs. I guarantee to be maximum restraint and calm. I ensure to treat everyone with kindness.
I guarantee that no one has assigned me, instead, I stand alone against all disagreements.
I also guarantee that my children and I have all gone through physical examinations before returning to China. We are all in good health with no abnormality.
I promise that I shall never regret for my past. I also promise not to take any computer or mobile phone, or contact information of persons with me. I ensure that in the past few years, people who have worked with me have already broken off the relationship with me because of different ideas. I guarantee that I have no information to provide.
In the end, I also promise that I shall never visit prostitute.
Photo: Buddha Shakyamuni's statue in Tang Zhimin's house, single-handed lotus gesture sending righteous thoughts
VII Supplement our contacts in China
My grandfather, Tang Shaolan, passed away, served as soldier of the Republic of China (1911-1949).
My grandfather Chen Defang, passed away, was sentenced as a landowner during the land reform of CCP in 1952, died miraculously after being arrested. Family was not allow to see the body, or to ask about the whereabouts of the body or the cause of his death. His house and land were token and his children became homeless.
My younger brother, Tang Zhize, died in 2012 of mysterious car accident in China, when I was threatened with car accidence in Belgium. The local hospitals refused to give medical treatments and died of excessive bleeding.
My ancestor Shang Tang, passed away, founder of the Shang Dynasty(1675 B.C – 1029 B.C.), a great saint who loved the people like own children.
My ancestor Tang He, passed, Ming Dynasty (1368 -1644) foundering general, crowned as The Trustful of the Nation and returned to township as countryman in his later years.
My ancestor Tang Pan, passed , general Tang He's son, general of Zhennan, followed Xin Guo Gong Tang He to recover the region of Yunnan ,Guizhou and north part of Burma. After completing his mission, he settled in Happy Peole(lemin) Town, Panzhou City, Guizhou Province today. His cemetery is still in Panzhou, Guizhou Province, Peole(lemin) town.
My father, Tang Xiuda, critically ill. His hands shook involuntarily and cannot take care of himself from the year of 2005. Doctors diagnose as lack of blood supply in the brain. According to my calculations, he is suffering from fear when I was kidnapped and abducted by the rogues in 2005. His current address is: Da Afang Village, Baotian Town, Panzhou Municipality, Guizhou Province.
Photo：Shang Tang, founder of the Shang Dynasty, great saint who loved the people like own children
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I come back to China with love for my loved ones and for the motherland. I come for peace, not for fight. Therefore, during my stay in China, I promised to obey China’s laws.
I guarantee I shall never commit suicide or kill other people. No stealing, no robbery. I guarantee that I shall never carry weapons and drugs. I ensure that I shall stay away from alcohol. I shall not use any kinds of drugs. I guarantee to be maximum restraint and calm. I ensure to treat everyone with kindness.
I guarantee that no one has assigned me, instead, I stand alone against all disagreements.
I also guarantee that my children and I have all gone through physical examinations before returning to China. We are all in good health with no abnormality.
I promise that I shall never regret for my past. I also promise not to take any computer or mobile phone, or contact information of persons with me. I ensure that in the past few years, people who have worked with me have already broken off the relationship with me because of different ideas. I guarantee that I have no information to provide.
In the end, I also promise that I shall never visit prostitute.
Photo: Buddha Shakyamuni's statue in Tang Zhimin's house, single-handed lotus gesture sending righteous thoughts
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My grandfather, Tang Shaolan, passed away, served as soldier of the Republic of China (1911-1949).
My grandfather Chen Defang, passed away, was sentenced as a landowner during the land reform of CCP in 1952, died miraculously after being arrested. Family was not allow to see the body, or to ask about the whereabouts of the body or the cause of his death. His house and land were token and his children became homeless.
My younger brother, Tang Zhize, died in 2012 of mysterious car accident in China, when I was threatened with car accidence in Belgium. The local hospitals refused to give medical treatments and died of excessive bleeding.
My ancestor Shang Tang, passed away, founder of the Shang Dynasty(1675 B.C – 1029 B.C.), a great saint who loved the people like own children.
My ancestor Tang He, passed, Ming Dynasty (1368 -1644) foundering general, crowned as The Trustful of the Nation and returned to township as countryman in his later years.
My ancestor Tang Pan, passed , general Tang He's son, general of Zhennan, followed Xin Guo Gong Tang He to recover the region of Yunnan ,Guizhou and north part of Burma. After completing his mission, he settled in Happy Peole(lemin) Town, Panzhou City, Guizhou Province today. His cemetery is still in Panzhou, Guizhou Province, Peole(lemin) town.
My father, Tang Xiuda, critically ill. His hands shook involuntarily and cannot take care of himself from the year of 2005. Doctors diagnose as lack of blood supply in the brain. According to my calculations, he is suffering from fear when I was kidnapped and abducted by the rogues in 2005. His current address is: Da Afang Village, Baotian Town, Panzhou Municipality, Guizhou Province.
Photo：Shang Tang, founder of the Shang Dynasty, great saint who loved the people like own children
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