When I was a child， my mom liked to make food for dinner every now and then． One night she made（1）d　　 after a long， hard work．

    That evening， my mom placed a plate of eggs， sausages and burned（烤焦的）（2）c　　 front of my dad． I was waiting to（3）s　　 if anyone would say anything． Yet my dad just reached for his cookies， smiled（4）a　　 my mom and asked me how my day was at school． I didn't remember what I told him that night，（5）b　　 I clearly remembered watching him eat every bite of the cookies!

    When I got up from the table that evening， I heard my mom apologize（道歡）to my dad for（6）b　　 the cookies． And I will never forget what he（7）s　　： "Dear， I love the burned cookies．"

    Later that night， I went to kiss Dad goodnight and I（8）a　　him if he really liked his burned cookies． He hugged me and said： "Your mom had a（9）h　　work today， and she's very tired． Besides， a little burned cookie never hurts（10）a　　!"

    Life is（11）f　　of imperfect（不完美的）things and imperfect people． We（12）n　　 to learn to accept each other's faults（过失）and enjoy each other's differences． Try to understand it and change our mind．