The Story of My Visas 簽證的故事：「個中曲直說不盡」
In 2001, I fled China to Australia with a 3-month business visa after being tortured nearly to death in Beijing female labor camp for practicing Falun Gong.
In 2003, I obtained a refugee visa from Australian government.
In 2011, I came to the U.S. with a journalist visa;
In 2019, I obtained an EB-1 visa (granted to foreign nationals who can demonstrate their extraordinary ability in the sciences, arts, education, business, or athletics through sustained national or international acclaim) from the U.S. government.
However, I didn't feel much joy for being recognized as “an outstanding person”. What concerns me more is this: When can I go back to China without a visa? I’d rather celebrate the end of the persecution of Falun Gong.
At the same time, I remembered Yuan Xi’s poem below, translated into English by me:
Of grandeur and glory
The play of China's five thousand year history might be
Yet why do I feel so sad and lonely?
Endless stories and tragedies cannot all be written down
Even after oceans have turned into dry lands
Vicissitudes and tribulations are still here with us.
Once deeply involved in the play
Where are you and I today?
Closing my book, I look up to the skies for an answer
But only bitterness fills my eyes
And turns into tears
Am I too absurd?
Laugh at me if you may.