When I was small, my mum used to give the family something special for meals — she would make breakfast food for dinner. 
I still remember one night my mum put some bread in front of my dad, something very burnt. I waited to see if anybody noticed. To my surprise, my dad just took his          , smiled at my mum and then turned to ask me how my day at school had been. I’ve forgotten what I told him that night.        I do remember watching him put some butter on that bread. He      as usual, every single bit. 
After dinner, my mum said sorry to my dad for burning the bread. And I never forget what he said, “I           burnt bread, dear. It doesn’t matter at all. ”
       , I went to kiss Dad good night.I asked him if he really liked his bread burnt. He held me in arms and       , “Your mum worked very hard all day. She's really tired. And you see—a bit of burnt food never hurt anyone!”
Now I know life is not perfect.        is perfect, either. As for me, I often forget birthdays or some other special days. But I’ve learned something         over these years. What we really need is the understanding of each other, whether between a husband and wife, a parent and child or just between two friends. This is the key to a happy         .
So don’t get angry if the bread gets burnt. Remember,           bread never hurt anyone. Be kind to those around you and a happier life will surely come closer to you.

A．glass B．milk C．spoon D．bread

A．But B．So C．Because D．And

A．threw it away B．ate it up C．put it away D．looked it up

A．hate B．love C．make D．save

A．The next morning B．Before dinner C．Later that night D．After school

A．shouted B．said C．laughed D．continued

A．Everybody B．Anybody C．Nobody D．Somebody

A．important B．difficult C．funny D．easy

A．class B．party C．life D．story

A．burnt B．cheap C．fresh D．cold