“五一”长假期间,妈妈带我去绍兴游玩。令我最难忘的是一位叔叔。在鲁迅故居,我看到一位叔叔。他长得很文气,但没有手,两只袖子空荡荡的,可是旁边的扇子上却有他写的字。我想:他没有手怎么能写字呢?原来他是用嘴写字的。只见他熟练地用嘴衔起一支毛笔,在一面没有写过字的扇子 “May Day” holiday, my mother took me to Shaoxing play. What makes me most unforgettable is an uncle. In the former residence of Lu Xun, I saw an uncle. He looks very liberal, but without a hand, the two sleeves are empty, but there is a word on the fan beside him. I think: how could he write without his hand? It turned out that he was writing in his mouth. I saw him proficiently picked up a brush with his mouth, on the one hand did not write the word fan