The Day AI Writing Plagiarized Me, Mom Told a Story About a Soy Sauce Crock
AI写作撞车那天，我妈讲了个酱油缸的故事
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- Completed
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- 16k Words
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- Updated
- 3mo ago
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- Fanqie
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This short story centers on the collision of "AI writing" and "humanity recording", and completes a gentle interrogation of the "essence of writing" from the perspectives of two generations, mother and daughter. The most ingenious design of the story is to use the "42 points" of the review system to reflect the weight of reality - the "emotional value" identified by the algorithm completely fails in the face of vivid life experience, and the absurdity of technology worship is self-evident. Mother Su Langzhi is a hidden soul figure. The half-sentences she swallowed back and the sixty-three "Shell Collection" hidden in the iron box form a hidden line: real writing is never for the sake of being seen, but because it is "worthy of being remembered." This silent, non-self-impressed recording method is the most silent resistance to the current flow of writing. Skill is especially evident in the details - Lao Zhang arranged the wet cigarettes on the edge of the vat to dry, the steady rhythm of his mother's fingers while knitting, the braised pork condensed into amber-colored soup... These daily textures that "cannot be fabricated by AI" give the story a believable warmth. The intertextuality of 42 likes and 42 points at the end balances irony and reconciliation: technology can imitate language, but it can never replace the saltiness of life that is slowly pickled over time.