“嚯,好大一块匾啊!”“可不是嘛,听说足足写了三个月!”“老伯,这匾上面写的是什么啊?”这一天,天气晴朗,蓝蓝的空中,只有远远的天边才有一丝丝海上飘来的白云。过往的人们纷纷停下手里的活计,远远围着城关,指指点点,议论纷纷。城关的敌楼上正在挂匾。“我认得。”两个小男孩挤在刚刚说话的人身后,其中不戴眼镜的那个说,“匾上写的是,嗯……一第下天,洛洛,第一个字念什么?” “嚯, a big piece of plaque ah! ” “Is not it, I heard enough to write three months! ” “Old man, what is written on the plaque ah? ” This day, the weather is fine , The blue sky, only the far horizon there is a trace of white clouds floating on the sea. Past people have stopped the hands of live, far around the city gate, pointing, talking about. Chengguan’s dungeon is hanging plaque. “I recognize. ” The two little boys crowded behind the people just talking, one of the glasses without the said, “plaque is written, ah ... a day after day, Lolo, the first word What are you reading? ”