On the Einstein's 138 th birthday party, he fought with Borh again, terribly.
"Brat!"he said in anger，"how many times had I told you that the god doesn't throw the dice."
"listen!" Borh said firmly,"Do not tell god what he should do!"
God, as the special guest, stood there at a loss,smiling in embarrass. At last, he decided to ask someone for help.He brought back a man in a chair.
"Hi , Hawking, you really had done a good job..." said Borh.
"Go away, Bastard!" Einstein called,and he turned to Hawking genteely "Mr. Hawking, could you tell me who is RIGHT?"
"I have no idea in fact.I retired. And I just come here to have fun counting stars." He laughed and stood up, birdviewing the land he came from.
"But I believe the one who will find the truth still on the earth, working hard and suffering torture."
