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求when i was small my mum used to give翻译
When I was small, my mum used to give the family something special for meals —she wouldmake 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 bread , smiled at mymum and then turned to ask me how my day at school had been. Ican‘t remember what I told him that night. But I do remember watching him put some butter on that bread. He ate the whole bread as usual.
After dinner, my mum said sorry to my dad for burning the bread. And I never forget what he said, "I love burnt bread, dear. It doesn't matter at all. "
Later that night , I went to kiss Dad good night. I asked him if he really liked his bread burnt. He held me in arms and said , “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. _Nobody is perfect, either. As for me. I often forget birthdays or some other special days. But I've learned something important 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 life .
So don't get angry if the bread gets burnt. Remember. burnt bread never hurt anyone. Be kind to those around you and a happier life will surely come closer to you.
When I was small, my mum used to give the family something special for meals —she wouldmake 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 bread , smiled at mymum and then turned to ask me how my day at school had been. Ican‘t remember what I told him that night. But I do remember watching him put some butter on that bread. He ate the whole bread as usual.
After dinner, my mum said sorry to my dad for burning the bread. And I never forget what he said, "I love burnt bread, dear. It doesn't matter at all. "
Later that night , I went to kiss Dad good night. I asked him if he really liked his bread burnt. He held me in arms and said , “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. _Nobody is perfect, either. As for me. I often forget birthdays or some other special days. But I've learned something important 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 life .
So don't get angry if the bread gets burnt. Remember. burnt bread never hurt anyone. Be kind to those around you and a happier life will surely come closer to you.
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