归根结底，没什么是不朽的，我们终将化为粉尘，归彼大荒，但还是要写，写是一件没办法的事，什么也不图，却非这么不可。

In the final analysis, nothing is immortal, we will eventually turn into dust and return to the great wilderness, but still have to write, write is a thing that can not be helped, nothing figure, but must be so.