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新书在Amazon上架了，欢迎大家支持！
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#62 Re: 新书在Amazon上架了，欢迎大家支持！
灌水可以积累素材、丰富完善提纲。
但我在想，如果真正开始写的时候，不会初步贴出来、与人论战、吵架，而会埋头按自己的思路写下来，任人评说。
不是吹牛，还真是想写成，被楼主鼓励了。
大赞楼主。
上次由 Fastest 在 2025年 5月 22日 18:09 修改。
#64 Re: 新书在Amazon上架了，欢迎大家支持！
没有哲学思辨，后面是用故事的方式把几个哲学基本概念串起来。把不能串起来的就放到脚注和后序中。
我尽量用很多类比和通俗的语言，至于效果如何就看读者读后的反应了。
这个家伙很懒！
#65 Re: 新书在Amazon上架了，欢迎大家支持！
请教一下楼主，你在写这个的时候，是按自己思路写完、还是与人讨论、会被人影响？Dancing Dolphin 写了： 2025年 5月 22日 18:08 没有哲学思辨，后面是用故事的方式把几个哲学基本概念串起来。把不能串起来的就放到脚注和后序中。
我尽量用很多类比和通俗的语言，至于效果如何就看读者读后的反应了。
换句话说，比如你在本楼贴的一部分，在网上肯定会有人有不同看法甚至攻击的。那么如果你还正在写，看到这些后，你会吸收和改变你自己的框架思路么？
再次赞你！
上次由 Fastest 在 2025年 5月 22日 18:13 修改。
#66 Re: 新书在Amazon上架了，欢迎大家支持！
这边出书太容易了，你把PDF做好发给他们，符合规定的格式，就可以出版。
没有任何其他要求。ISBN号可以自己买一个，不想买他们就给一个免费的。
这个家伙很懒！
#67 Re: 新书在Amazon上架了，欢迎大家支持！
我写第一章后，发到华人上，有些人提出一些很好的意见，比如加入人物的动作和表情，一些环境描写什么的。后面的几章就再也没公开过。Fastest 写了： 2025年 5月 22日 18:12 请教一下楼主，你在写这个的时候，是按自己思路写完、还是与人讨论、会被人影响？
换句话说，比如你在本楼贴的一部分，在网上肯定会有人有不同看法甚至攻击的。那么如果你还正在写，看到这些后，你会吸收和改变你自己的框架思路么？
再次赞你！
后面的也不是凭空来的，几乎是我的学习笔记的整理，然后用故事串起来。
这个家伙很懒！
#68 Re: 新书在Amazon上架了，欢迎大家支持！
谢谢指点，我还曾经试图联系过书商呢。Dancing Dolphin 写了： 2025年 5月 22日 18:12 这边出书太容易了，你把PDF做好发给他们，符合规定的格式，就可以出版。
没有任何其他要求。ISBN号可以自己买一个，不想买他们就给一个免费的。
貌似你现在这个是中文上版的，打算弄成英文版么、还是已经有英文版？
我现在是在猛推娃们学中文，就是希望他们以后能把我的书（还没写呢）弄成英文。
总觉得自己英文水平有限，词不达意。
#69 Re: 新书在Amazon上架了，欢迎大家支持！
谢谢分享，受益匪浅！Dancing Dolphin 写了： 2025年 5月 22日 18:18 我写第一章后，发到华人上，有些人提出一些很好的意见，比如加入人物的动作和表情，一些环境描写什么的。后面的几章就再也没公开过。
后面的也不是凭空来的，几乎是我的学习笔记的整理，然后用故事串起来。
赞你做了一件非常有意义的事情！
#70 Re: 新书在Amazon上架了，欢迎大家支持！
你可以去 https://www.ingramspark.com/ 看看，里面的介绍很详细。Fastest 写了： 2025年 5月 22日 18:20 谢谢指点，我还曾经试图联系过书商呢。
貌似你现在这个是中文上版的，打算弄成英文版么、还是已经有英文版？
我现在是在猛推娃们学中文，就是希望他们以后能把我的书（还没写呢）弄成英文。
总觉得自己英文水平有限，词不达意。
Amazon不支持简体中文的书出版，现在只支持繁体中文的电子书（实体书也不支持）。
可能过段时间转成繁体中文的电子书在Amazon上发表。但我用Word把简体中文转成繁体中文后，word把一些词也改了，比如“人工智能”，word会自动变成“人工智慧”。所以有些词我不知道用的对不对，所以就以后再说吧。
英文版的就更难了，而且用英文介绍哲学得书更多，不缺我这一个。
这个家伙很懒！
#71 Re: 新书在Amazon上架了，欢迎大家支持！
非常感谢！Dancing Dolphin 写了： 2025年 5月 22日 18:30 你可以去 https://www.ingramspark.com/ 看看，里面的介绍很详细。
Amazon不支持简体中文的书出版，现在只支持繁体中文的电子书（实体书也不支持）。
可能过段时间转成繁体中文的电子书在Amazon上发表。但我用Word把简体中文转成繁体中文后，word把一些词也改了，比如“人工智能”，word会自动变成“人工智慧”。所以有些词我不知道用的对不对，所以就以后再说吧。
英文版的就更难了，而且用英文介绍哲学得书更多，不缺我这一个。
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#73 Re: 新书在Amazon上架了，欢迎大家支持！
chat GPT 帮你做就行了，我试了一下，翻译的还不错Fastest 写了： 2025年 5月 22日 18:20 谢谢指点，我还曾经试图联系过书商呢。
貌似你现在这个是中文上版的，打算弄成英文版么、还是已经有英文版？
我现在是在猛推娃们学中文，就是希望他们以后能把我的书（还没写呢）弄成英文。
总觉得自己英文水平有限，词不达意。
---
## **The Curious Adventures of Woolpig in the Kingdom of Walls**
### **Chapter One: First Steps Inside the Walled City**
It was the first time **Woolpig**, a little curly-haired piglet, traveled with his mother to the Kingdom of Walls. Everything inside the city seemed novel and strange, and his head was bursting with questions.
"Mama, why do all the pigs here have short hair, while we pigs from the countryside of Rice Country have long, curly hair?"
Woolpig asked with wide, curious eyes.
"Oh, that’s because the city’s ruler declared that all citizens must keep their hair short, and big beards are absolutely forbidden. Everyone has to match the appearance of their great leader," Mama Pig explained.
"Then that big pig head hanging over the gate—he must be their leader, right?"
Woolpig remembered the enormous portrait above the city gate when they entered. He had a vivid impression of those painted eyes—always watching, always suspicious.
"You’re right, child. That’s the founding father and great leader of the Wall Kingdom, Zhao Tai-Zhu," Mama said as she gently patted his head.
"Oh, so Grandpa Zhao the Great Pig! He must be really old. Is he still alive?"
Woolpig asked eagerly.
"He passed long ago. But if you want, I could take you to see him." Mama saw the puzzled look in his eyes and clarified,
"His body’s still around. After he died, they made him into a mummy. He just lies there, on display for tourists."
"Eww, no thanks! I don’t want to see something that creepy—it’ll give me nightmares..."
Woolpig shook his head rapidly like a rattle-drum, but then hesitated.
"Although... I *would* like to see a pyramid..."
Mama Pig shrugged.
"This isn’t Egypt, sweetie. The Wall Kingdom doesn’t do pyramids. Everything here is square and boxy—just like their beloved tofu cubes. Even the great leader’s tomb looks like a tofu block."
As they walked and chatted, a group of young piglets came marching toward them, red scarves tilted around their necks, singing *“We are the successors of communism...”*
Woolpig pointed at their backs as they walked away and whispered,
"Mama, who are those kids? And why are they all wearing red neckties?"
Mama Pig chuckled.
"They’re the Young Pioneers of the Wall Kingdom. Think of them like little scouts."
"Ohh, I see."
Then Woolpig pointed at the pigs bustling along the street and asked again, intrigued,
"Mama, why do all the pigs here—young and old—have ear tags with little signs on them? That looks... kinda cool!"
"Not cool at all!"
Mama's tone turned serious.
"Those are surveillance tags. They let the city guards track them 24/7. Look closely—each tag has a QR code. One scan, and they know exactly who you are."
"But why do they need to be watched all the time? They all look harmless..."
Woolpig frowned.
"To be honest with you, child, this city is really just one enormous prison. Everything here runs like a jail."
Mama Pig sighed.
---
### **Chapter Two: The Flying Pigs**
"A prison? Come on! This place is way too pretty and bright to be a prison!"
Woolpig argued.
"It’s way better than our crumbling countryside. If this is a prison, I *like* it!"
"Like it? You shouldn’t judge things just by their looks..."
Mama pointed ahead at an old pig sprawled in front of a car, squealing like it was the end of the world.
"That guy? I just saw him throw himself in front of that car on purpose. That’s called *peng ci*—faking an accident for money. But trying it on a Land Rover? That’s bold."
Before she could finish, the car door burst open and three burly pigs leapt out, hooves flying as they kicked the scammer without hesitation.
"Whoa, Mama, he *was* faking it!"
Woolpig watched in amazement as the old pig rolled dramatically, then popped up and sprinted away like nothing had happened—knocking over a granny pig in the crowd on his way out.
"Mama, that granny got knocked down! Why isn’t anyone helping her?"
Woolpig moved forward to help.
Mama yanked him back.
"Stop! Don’t get involved. If you help, she might accuse *you* of knocking her down!"
Just then, a piglet with three stripes on his armband stepped up and helped the granny to her feet. But the moment she stood, she grabbed his arm and wouldn’t let go.
"You knocked me down!" she yelled.
The poor piglet cried and struggled,
"It wasn’t me, Granny, I swear! It really wasn’t me!"
"You still think they all look harmless?"
Mama Pig said pointedly.
"Well... I guess... things *are* kind of weird here..."
Woolpig mumbled, still unable to fully connect this glossy city to the idea of a prison.
"Mama, I don’t *feel* like I’m in a prison. Sure, the walls are tall, the gates are dark, and there’s a big moat—but inside, everyone looks happy. They’re plump, satisfied, and free!"
"You’re still young. Some things you just won’t understand yet," Mama said, sighing.
"I *can* understand! I’m grown up now!"
Woolpig rubbed against her insistently.
"Tell me, please!"
Mama relented.
"Alright then. Let me tell you a bit of this city’s history..."
She paused and gazed at the high walls in the distance.
"Did you know? The pigs of the Wall Kingdom used to fly."
"Fly? Pigs could fly? Did they all grow wings or something?"
Woolpig gasped.
Mama chuckled and tapped his nose.
"You don’t need wings to fly! Look at dragons—they can soar through the skies and ride the clouds without any wings."
"That’s not true, Mama! Dragons *do* have wings. They can fly, swim, and even breathe fire!"
Woolpig argued confidently.
"That’s the fire-breathing dragons from the West. I’m talking about the water dragons of the East—they’re different," Mama explained patiently.
"Hmm... that *is* interesting. But still, I’ve never heard of a flying pig!"
Woolpig giggled and spread his front legs in a mock flying pose.
"It’s a long story," Mama said with a smile.
"But it’s nearly lunchtime, and I’m sure you’re hungry. Why don’t we head to the market, grab a few cabbages, and I’ll tell you the rest while we eat?"
Woolpig squealed with delight, wagging his curly tail.
"Awesome! Yeah! I *love* snuffling up big cabbages!"
---
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#75 Re: 新书在Amazon上架了，欢迎大家支持！
宝剑赠英雄！
包子都是灌水吵架赚的，赠给楼主当大用。
问号？不是白雪或者无痕啥的？LOL
好像在股版也看到过什么“问号大牛”，也是你？
不过我是睁眼瞎，记不住也分不太清艾迪马甲啥的。
对了，不灌这个楼了，我觉得有点喧宾夺主了，不好意思！
再赞楼主！
#76 Re: 新书在Amazon上架了，欢迎大家支持！
白雪打哪儿来的？股版的问号不是我，我也是后来才知道股版还有个问号Fastest 写了： 2025年 5月 22日 19:42 宝剑赠英雄！
包子都是灌水吵架赚的，赠给楼主当大用。
问号？不是白雪或者无痕啥的？LOL
好像在股版也看到过什么“问号大牛”，也是你？
不过我是睁眼瞎，记不住也分不太清艾迪马甲啥的。
对了，不灌这个楼了，我觉得有点喧宾夺主了，不好意思！
再赞楼主！
我这个绰号也是网友取的，我有一大堆绰号，包括无痕，不过问号是用得最多的 站内帖子：Re: wh 其实这个名字就是网红妹
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#77 Re: 新书在Amazon上架了，欢迎大家支持！
文字还是比较程式化，少点个性和人味……你这个故事应该很对纽约客的胃口，就是不知道他们发不发长篇寓言小说datoumao 写了： 2025年 5月 22日 19:15 chat GPT 帮你做就行了，我试了一下，翻译的还不错
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## **The Curious Adventures of Woolpig in the Kingdom of Walls**
### **Chapter One: First Steps Inside the Walled City**
It was the first time **Woolpig**, a little curly-haired piglet, traveled with his mother to the Kingdom of Walls. Everything inside the city seemed novel and strange, and his head was bursting with questions.
"Mama, why do all the pigs here have short hair, while we pigs from the countryside of Rice Country have long, curly hair?"
Woolpig asked with wide, curious eyes.
"Oh, that’s because the city’s ruler declared that all citizens must keep their hair short, and big beards are absolutely forbidden. Everyone has to match the appearance of their great leader," Mama Pig explained.
"Then that big pig head hanging over the gate—he must be their leader, right?"
Woolpig remembered the enormous portrait above the city gate when they entered. He had a vivid impression of those painted eyes—always watching, always suspicious.
"You’re right, child. That’s the founding father and great leader of the Wall Kingdom, Zhao Tai-Zhu," Mama said as she gently patted his head.
"Oh, so Grandpa Zhao the Great Pig! He must be really old. Is he still alive?"
Woolpig asked eagerly.
"He passed long ago. But if you want, I could take you to see him." Mama saw the puzzled look in his eyes and clarified,
"His body’s still around. After he died, they made him into a mummy. He just lies there, on display for tourists."
"Eww, no thanks! I don’t want to see something that creepy—it’ll give me nightmares..."
Woolpig shook his head rapidly like a rattle-drum, but then hesitated.
"Although... I *would* like to see a pyramid..."
Mama Pig shrugged.
"This isn’t Egypt, sweetie. The Wall Kingdom doesn’t do pyramids. Everything here is square and boxy—just like their beloved tofu cubes. Even the great leader’s tomb looks like a tofu block."
As they walked and chatted, a group of young piglets came marching toward them, red scarves tilted around their necks, singing *“We are the successors of communism...”*
Woolpig pointed at their backs as they walked away and whispered,
"Mama, who are those kids? And why are they all wearing red neckties?"
Mama Pig chuckled.
"They’re the Young Pioneers of the Wall Kingdom. Think of them like little scouts."
"Ohh, I see."
Then Woolpig pointed at the pigs bustling along the street and asked again, intrigued,
"Mama, why do all the pigs here—young and old—have ear tags with little signs on them? That looks... kinda cool!"
"Not cool at all!"
Mama's tone turned serious.
"Those are surveillance tags. They let the city guards track them 24/7. Look closely—each tag has a QR code. One scan, and they know exactly who you are."
"But why do they need to be watched all the time? They all look harmless..."
Woolpig frowned.
"To be honest with you, child, this city is really just one enormous prison. Everything here runs like a jail."
Mama Pig sighed.
---
### **Chapter Two: The Flying Pigs**
"A prison? Come on! This place is way too pretty and bright to be a prison!"
Woolpig argued.
"It’s way better than our crumbling countryside. If this is a prison, I *like* it!"
"Like it? You shouldn’t judge things just by their looks..."
Mama pointed ahead at an old pig sprawled in front of a car, squealing like it was the end of the world.
"That guy? I just saw him throw himself in front of that car on purpose. That’s called *peng ci*—faking an accident for money. But trying it on a Land Rover? That’s bold."
Before she could finish, the car door burst open and three burly pigs leapt out, hooves flying as they kicked the scammer without hesitation.
"Whoa, Mama, he *was* faking it!"
Woolpig watched in amazement as the old pig rolled dramatically, then popped up and sprinted away like nothing had happened—knocking over a granny pig in the crowd on his way out.
"Mama, that granny got knocked down! Why isn’t anyone helping her?"
Woolpig moved forward to help.
Mama yanked him back.
"Stop! Don’t get involved. If you help, she might accuse *you* of knocking her down!"
Just then, a piglet with three stripes on his armband stepped up and helped the granny to her feet. But the moment she stood, she grabbed his arm and wouldn’t let go.
"You knocked me down!" she yelled.
The poor piglet cried and struggled,
"It wasn’t me, Granny, I swear! It really wasn’t me!"
"You still think they all look harmless?"
Mama Pig said pointedly.
"Well... I guess... things *are* kind of weird here..."
Woolpig mumbled, still unable to fully connect this glossy city to the idea of a prison.
"Mama, I don’t *feel* like I’m in a prison. Sure, the walls are tall, the gates are dark, and there’s a big moat—but inside, everyone looks happy. They’re plump, satisfied, and free!"
"You’re still young. Some things you just won’t understand yet," Mama said, sighing.
"I *can* understand! I’m grown up now!"
Woolpig rubbed against her insistently.
"Tell me, please!"
Mama relented.
"Alright then. Let me tell you a bit of this city’s history..."
She paused and gazed at the high walls in the distance.
"Did you know? The pigs of the Wall Kingdom used to fly."
"Fly? Pigs could fly? Did they all grow wings or something?"
Woolpig gasped.
Mama chuckled and tapped his nose.
"You don’t need wings to fly! Look at dragons—they can soar through the skies and ride the clouds without any wings."
"That’s not true, Mama! Dragons *do* have wings. They can fly, swim, and even breathe fire!"
Woolpig argued confidently.
"That’s the fire-breathing dragons from the West. I’m talking about the water dragons of the East—they’re different," Mama explained patiently.
"Hmm... that *is* interesting. But still, I’ve never heard of a flying pig!"
Woolpig giggled and spread his front legs in a mock flying pose.
"It’s a long story," Mama said with a smile.
"But it’s nearly lunchtime, and I’m sure you’re hungry. Why don’t we head to the market, grab a few cabbages, and I’ll tell you the rest while we eat?"
Woolpig squealed with delight, wagging his curly tail.
"Awesome! Yeah! I *love* snuffling up big cabbages!"
---
#78 Re: 新书在Amazon上架了，欢迎大家支持！
因为我记得白雪无痕LOLwh 写了： 2025年 5月 22日 19:54 白雪打哪儿来的？股版的问号不是我，我也是后来才知道股版还有个问号
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