我珍藏着一封家书,不是我的情书。但这封信对我的成长有着特别的意义,现在看来也许对网友也能触发深思。这是我在1959年读初一时,上海电机厂职工子弟小学班主任杨繤老师写给我的一封信。杨繤老师是我小学时候的班主任。1957年,我们上四年级时,中国大地上掀起了“反右运动”。我们那时小,根本不懂社会,不懂政治。明明昨天老师还好好在给我们上课,突然第二天杨老师却成了右派分子,只见她拿着扫把在扫地。我们不知道什么是 I treasure a family book, not my love letter. However, this letter has a special meaning to my growth. Now it may seem that my friends can also trigger my thinking. This is a letter I wrote to me on the first day of my first school year in 1959 when I was a teacher of Yangpu, a teacher in charge of primary and secondary schools for workers and staff of Shanghai Electrical Machinery Factory. Yang Yang teacher is my primary school teacher. In 1957, when we were in fourth grade, the “anti-rightist movement” was launched on the land of China. We were small, did not understand society, do not understand politics. Yesterday, the teacher also gave us a good class, and suddenly the next day, Yang became a rightist. I saw her holding a broom sweeping the floor. We do not know what it is