誌謝：The Acknowledgement of My Thesis

Acknowledgement



2004 has been such an incredible year. It seems now when I look back, some things did happen—I seem to have been through a long journey down to hell and now revive from the dead. Yes, indeed, writing thesis is never an easy task, especially this year I spent lots of my time being in a not-so-good condition. During the process, however, writing thesis becomes the only tiny string which can fish me up out of the troubled water. To others, I may look quite great at the age 24: I publish my first novel, which earns great editorial review from the literary field; then I finish writing my MA thesis within two years and half. Yet deep in me, I try to gather the pieces of me, in a rather difficult way. People say there is a light ahead of me in the near future, but to me, I simply notice much more the dark arcade aside and dark hall ahead. I am like Orpheus, I know.



I am Orpheus. When my body is torn by Bacchus and Muses buried the pieces of my body at the riverbank, I, though feeling the greatest pain, know that I can revive. Writing, whether it’s a novel or a thesis, is the call of ART, and is the chance of my revival. Now I have come back to life, I still have something to say to my Muses.



First of all, I shall dedicate my greatest thanks for my thesis advisor, Professor Yi Peng, who has been extraordinarily helpful and patient to my illogical and fragmental writing. Second, Professor Rachel Hung back to my university in National Chi-Nan University. At one random talk with her about three years ago, I was inspired and decided to go into this writing as my MA thesis. Thirdly, my friends, especially Rene Tsai and Bryan Yang, for they have been so special and significant to me for such a long time. Old friends we are, so I guess it’s needless to say anything more. Kevin, thanks for giving me so much courage this year. Patrick, thanks for sharing all the supports with me out there in CCU. Also, my friends in NCU: Diane and Ada, Michaelia, Benny, Trista, Emma and Jessica. You guys share and bring great joys to my plain life. Last but not least, my family. My father and mother, though they were not able to receive better education, yet they’d spend any cent they earned from their hard works to support me, and they never hesitate to show their love to me. My little sister, almost a twin to me, is always so sweet and loving, and comes to my first aid every time I need her. I really love you all, and dedicate my greatest gratitude to you all wholeheartedly.



Having been through all these, I would say 2004 is almost a dream to me, but a dream of what is real. And so real, I remember very well what my dad told me the other day when I was super down and thought it was the end for me. He said, “Be patient, my son. Soon it will be 2005. By the time, many bad things will signify nothing. Il Buon Tempo Verra.”