“万物都有内在时间，暗循起承转合，生产有时，死亡有时，痛苦有时，高兴有时，相逢有时，失落有时，喜爱有时，恨恶有时。热力学第二定律的规律不可违背，不走又有什么办法？”

我的心十分伤感，不知不觉，泪落如雨，在如此神奇美丽的超4维时空外的一个地方，唉，鹤鸣先生，一代理想的风范，怎么回事？

“可我在您的另一半面前，能力有限，知识浅薄，恐难当大任。”

“但你有一颗追求理想之心，永远保持它吧，那是你克敌制胜的最终法宝。”

说完，鹤鸣先生双手挥洒出满天浅金色的光芒，携带着浓郁的银河飘香，令我周身金红色光辉大盛，全身真气犹如滔滔江河，奔流不息。

“随香而来，又随光而去，吾走唉。”年轻的老者周身发出虹光，那耀眼的彩虹，永远飞舞在我记忆的深处。

奔流的真气催动着脑感波分外活跃，不断地确认他的确是鹤鸣先生，这是因为主席团曾经将鹤鸣先生身体的所有资料全交给我，包括他的病理纪录、脑电波、肤纹，等等，这与我感应到的虹光信息一致。

   桥上的虹光越来越亮，鹤鸣先生的身体越来越模糊。明亮的虹光之后，鹤鸣先生消失了，留下的小桥流水的美丽依旧，留下了情绪哀伤的我。

我希望见到鹤鸣先生，岂知见的却是明亮的虹光。刚才他还在和我说话，现在已人去虹空，没有生命的痕迹。

“鹤鸣先生！” 我凄厉的叫声激荡着，竟然嚎啕大哭，发泄心中的苦楚，接着是无数时光流星般的飞逝，前方最小的亮点，瞬时放大成阳光明媚，银河飘香树荫婆娑，鲜花烂漫。

这又是南柯一梦般的幻象，可是我还没有从这幻象悲恸的情绪中恢复过来，一切都显得没有意义，都是捕风，虚空！

"All things have intrinsic time, implying the introduction, production, transferring, and decaying; sometimes created, sometimes destructed, sometimes paining, sometimes enjoying, sometimes meeting, sometimes loosing, sometimes loving, sometimes hating. The second law of thermodynamics cannot be violated; what can I do if infinitely fate come?"

My heart is very sad, imperceptibly, tears fell down like rain, in such a magical beautiful place of the super 4 dimensional space-time, alas Mr. He Ming, a generation of ideal style, what will happen?

"But in front of your other half, my ability is limited, with shallow knowledge, I am afraid of doing not well."

"However you have a heart to pursuit the idealism, keep it forever, it is the ultimate weapon for you vanquishing the enemy."

Then, Mr. He Ming hands with the pale golden light, carrying the rich Galaxy fragrance, make me whole body with general gold red glow, systemic Qi like surging rivers flowing.

"Come with perfume, with the light to go, I go oh." The young man body emits rainbow light, that dazzling rainbow will always fly in the depths of my memory.

Rushing Qi drives my brain wave especially active, constantly confirmed that he is indeed Mr. He Ming, this is because the Bureau have given all information about Mr. HeMing body to me, including his pathology records, brain waves, print, and soon, this is consistent with my sensed rainbow light information from him.

The light on bridge become more and more bright, the He Ming body becomes increasingly blurred. After the bright light, Mr. He Ming disappears; the bridge and flowing beauty are still left, and also feeling sadness of me is left.

I hope to see Mr. He Ming, but see is the bright rainbow. Who was talking to me, now he goesto rainbow empty, no sign of life.

"Mr. He Ming!"My shrill cry echoes, unexpectedly cry, vent my pain in the soul, following by countless times meteor flies, the smallest spot ahead, instantaneous enlarge into a sunny, Galaxy fragrance shade whirling, flowers are in full bloom.

This is also the Nanke dream like fantasy, but I haven't yet recovered from this illusion of grief mood, everything seems to be meaningless, all are vanity and vexation ofspirit, the void!