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各位同学们好，我是橙沐老师
本次分享：上海滩 × 女性叙事 × AIGC 东方电影感生成练习
这是一组我非常喜欢的 AIGC 人像创作探索，灵感来自我对“海派女性精神”的长久观察——那种不被时代吞没的优雅，既有故事感，又有独立意识。
 
我尝试用 AI 生成一位穿着深绿色旗袍的女性角色，她坐在暗金灯光下的绣花扶手椅中，表情平静却带着一丝不易察觉的锐利，像一部你还没听完的老电影，刚刚按下开场。
光影从她脸上滑过，丝绸质地与烟雾交织成画，画面里充满一种“她不说，但你能感受到”画面的张力。
她不是回忆的符号，而是叙事的主角。不是复古的摆拍，而是当代自我意识的复写。
这类作品的意义，不是“还原过去”，而是用 AI 的眼睛，去重新建构东方女性的视觉想象。
 
橙沐金典话语 029
她不是谁的回忆，她是属于自己的清醒时刻。
我是热爱研究 AI × 东方叙事美学的橙沐老师，用图像讲出未被说出的情感！
 
本期关键词分享（仅限优设）：
A Chinese female model with defined double eyelids and long, straight black hair framing her face without revealing her forehead sits poised in a velvet-upholstered armchair beneath dim, golden lamplight. Captured in a mid-length cinematic shot, the composition draws focus to the rich interplay of texture, posture, and shadow. She wears a deep emerald green silk qipao, exquisitely tailored with hand-embroidered cranes and lotus vines in shimmering threads. The fabric catches the soft glow of the room’s lighting, shifting between green, gold, and deep blue with each subtle movement. A pair of vintage pearl earrings dangle from her ears, their soft luster echoing the elegance of a bygone era. One arm rests gently along the armrest; the other is lifted with languid precision, holding a long black lacquered cigarette holder, from which a thin curl of smoke rises lazily toward the ceiling. The smoke spirals into the light, forming abstract shadows on the textured wall behind her. Her expression is calm but unreadable, with a slight tilt of the head and parted lips that suggest quiet rebellion or infinite patience. The lighting moves across her face in gradient, highlighting one cheekbone in soft amber, leaving the opposite side to fall into cool shade--Wong Kar-wai’s signature mood of suspended emotion. Her qipao clings gently to her seated posture, the slit at her thigh just visible beneath a heavy fold of silk. Behind her, a blurred floral screen and antique cabinet hint at the intimacy of the interior--a space that feels both cinematic and deeply private. This image is not about display, but tension--refined femininity caught between ritual and freedom, framed by smoke, silk, and shadow. It’s a film still from a story you’re not yet told, but already feel. --v 6.0 --ar 85:128