<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2966558661287273946</id><updated>2024-08-30T01:02:41.904-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LINGUA e imaGEM</title><subtitle type='html'>Olá! Aqui no espaço da LÍNGUA e imaGEM falaremos um pouco de tudo... daremos algumas dicas básicas de Língua Portuguesa; leremos bons poemas; comentaremos sobre bons e inesquecíveis filmes; compartilharemos nossos sentimentos; ouviremos boas músicas e muito mais.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Cristina Scoda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13423934669142840557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdPaczXrb5Es3xHzyjRG_atUgqEBSjiFOFrcQfUrXV7_tQZdsx8NcpdD3wMDeH0z-Af_jcu-7XGrpXXafPZtZIRa8n2BNlfZvRWGsq2u7JxsZ2uG4TcK9NmKodWdXzcQ/s220/100_1790.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2966558661287273946.post-4581438859210411045</id><published>2012-01-06T22:36:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T22:37:56.175-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Para acelerar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; font-family: &#39;sans-serif&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Olá! Tudo bem com você!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Feliz Ano Novo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;Escrito por Regina Brett, com apenas 90 anos de idade, assina uma coluna no The Plain Dealer, Cleveland, Ohio. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Para celebrar o meu envelhecimento, certo dia eu escrevi as 45 lições que a vida me ensinou.&lt;br /&gt;
É a coluna mais solicitada que eu já escrevi.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;
Meu hodômetro passou dos 90 em agosto, portanto aqui vai a coluna mais uma vez: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;1. A vida não é justa, mas ainda é boa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;2. Quando estiver em dúvida, dê somente o próximo passo, pequeno .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;3. A vida é muito curta para desperdiçá-la odiando alguém. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;4. Seu trabalho não cuidará de você quando você ficar doente. Seus amigos e familiares cuidarão. Permaneça em contato. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;5. Pague mensalmente seus cartões de crédito. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;6. Você não tem que ganhar todas as vezes. Concorde em discordar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;7. Chore com alguém. Cura melhor do que chorar sozinho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;8. Pode ficar bravo com Deus. Ele suporta isso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;9. Economize para a aposentadoria começando com seu primeiro salário.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;10. Quanto a chocolate, é inútil resistir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;11. Faça as pazes com seu passado, assim ele não atrapalha o presente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;12. É bom deixar suas crianças verem que você chora. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;13. Não compare sua vida com a dos outros. Você não tem ideia do que é a jornada  deles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;14. Se um relacionamento tiver que ser um segredo, você não deveria entrar nele. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;15. Tudo pode mudar num piscar de olhos Mas não se preocupe; Deus nunca pisca. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;16. Respire fundo. Isso acalma a mente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;17. Livre-se de qualquer coisa que não seja útil, bonito ou alegre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;18. Qualquer coisa que não o matar o tornará realmente mais forte. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;19. Nunca é muito tarde para ter uma infância feliz. Mas a segunda vez é por sua conta e ninguém mais. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;20. Quando se trata do que você ama na vida, não aceite um não como resposta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;21. Acenda as velas, use os lençóis bonitos, use roupa chique. Não guarde isto para uma ocasião especial. Hoje é especial. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;22. Prepare-se mais do que o necessário, depois siga com o fluxo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;23. Seja excêntrico agora. Não espere pela velhice para vestir roxo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;24. O órgão sexual mais importante é o cérebro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;25. Ninguém mais é responsável pela sua felicidade, somente  você.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;26. Enquadre todos os assim chamados &quot;desastres&quot; com estas palavras &#39;Em cinco anos, isto importará?&#39; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;27. Sempre escolha a vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;28. Perdoe tudo de todo mundo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;29. O que outras pessoas pensam de você não é da sua conta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;30. O tempo cura quase tudo. Dê tempo ao tempo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;31. Não importa quão boa ou ruim é uma situação, ela mudará. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;32. Não se leve muito a sério. Ninguém faz isso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;33. Acredite em milagres. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;34. Deus ama você porque ele é Deus, não por causa de qualquer coisa que você fez ou não fez. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;35. Não faça auditoria na vida. Destaque-se e aproveite-a ao máximo agora. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;36. Envelhecer ganha da alternativa -- morrer jovem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;37. Suas crianças têm apenas uma infância. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;38. Tudo que verdadeiramente importa no final é que você amou. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;39. Saia de casa todos os dias. Os milagres estão esperando em todos os lugares. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;40. Se todos nós colocássemos nossos problemas em uma  pilha e víssemos todos os outros como eles são, nós pegaríamos nossos mesmos problemas de volta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;41. A inveja é uma perda de tempo. Você já tem tudo o que precisa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;42. O melhor ainda está por vir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;43. Não importa como você se sente, levante-se, vista-se bem e apareça. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;44. Produza! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;45. A vida não está amarrada com um laço, mas ainda é um presente.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/feeds/4581438859210411045/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2012/01/para-acelerar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/4581438859210411045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/4581438859210411045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2012/01/para-acelerar.html' title='Para acelerar...'/><author><name>Cristina Scoda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13423934669142840557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdPaczXrb5Es3xHzyjRG_atUgqEBSjiFOFrcQfUrXV7_tQZdsx8NcpdD3wMDeH0z-Af_jcu-7XGrpXXafPZtZIRa8n2BNlfZvRWGsq2u7JxsZ2uG4TcK9NmKodWdXzcQ/s220/100_1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S0GTM-hV8cw/TweSwZg1r4I/AAAAAAAAAKU/FKldti-HWPQ/s72-c/sol.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2966558661287273946.post-2390023444021902459</id><published>2011-12-21T22:27:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T22:31:03.341-02:00</updated><title type='text'>CASA NO CAMPO!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JPWhbsTwe08/TvJ6KxG2wiI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Cbg6y-biX00/s1600/%25C3%258Dndice.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JPWhbsTwe08/TvJ6KxG2wiI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Cbg6y-biX00/s1600/%25C3%258Dndice.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.youtube.com/embed/5W7YRqdC6R4?feature=player_embedded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;cor_2&quot; id=&quot;cabecalho&quot; style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: 127.7%;&quot;&gt;&lt;h1 id=&quot;identificador_musica&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Elis Regina&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;    Eu quero uma casa no campo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Onde eu possa compor muitos rocks rurais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  E tenha somente a certeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Dos amigos do peito e nada mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Eu quero uma casa no campo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Onde eu possa ficar no tamanho da paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  E tenha somente a certeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Dos limites do corpo e nada mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Eu quero carneiros e cabras pastando solenes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  No meu jardim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Eu quero o silêncio das línguas cansadas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Eu quero a esperança de óculos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Meu filho de cuca legal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Eu quero plantar e colher com a mão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  A pimenta e o sal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Eu quero uma casa no campo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Do tamanho ideal, pau-a-pique e sapé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Onde eu possa plantar meus amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Meus discos e livros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  E nada mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;Essa é a minha música!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/feeds/2390023444021902459/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/12/casa-no-campo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/2390023444021902459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/2390023444021902459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/12/casa-no-campo.html' title='CASA NO CAMPO!!!'/><author><name>Cristina Scoda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13423934669142840557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdPaczXrb5Es3xHzyjRG_atUgqEBSjiFOFrcQfUrXV7_tQZdsx8NcpdD3wMDeH0z-Af_jcu-7XGrpXXafPZtZIRa8n2BNlfZvRWGsq2u7JxsZ2uG4TcK9NmKodWdXzcQ/s220/100_1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JPWhbsTwe08/TvJ6KxG2wiI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Cbg6y-biX00/s72-c/%25C3%258Dndice.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2966558661287273946.post-6765003657207746118</id><published>2011-12-09T23:26:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T23:26:34.607-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O negócio do trem é o seguinte...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&quot;Não importa o destino...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; o importante é embarcar!&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Frase retirada do filme O Expresso Polar... vale a pena!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y2MygFYOCws/TuK0DTYTFaI/AAAAAAAAAKA/UmOOjp9TPPk/s1600/polar.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y2MygFYOCws/TuK0DTYTFaI/AAAAAAAAAKA/UmOOjp9TPPk/s1600/polar.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/feeds/6765003657207746118/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/12/o-negocio-do-trem-e-o-seguinte.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/6765003657207746118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/6765003657207746118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/12/o-negocio-do-trem-e-o-seguinte.html' title='O negócio do trem é o seguinte...'/><author><name>Cristina Scoda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13423934669142840557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdPaczXrb5Es3xHzyjRG_atUgqEBSjiFOFrcQfUrXV7_tQZdsx8NcpdD3wMDeH0z-Af_jcu-7XGrpXXafPZtZIRa8n2BNlfZvRWGsq2u7JxsZ2uG4TcK9NmKodWdXzcQ/s220/100_1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y2MygFYOCws/TuK0DTYTFaI/AAAAAAAAAKA/UmOOjp9TPPk/s72-c/polar.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2966558661287273946.post-1157161294408332664</id><published>2011-12-07T23:40:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T23:40:24.576-02:00</updated><title type='text'>B.B. KING &amp; ERIC CLAPTON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.youtube.com/embed/1RKPrJBydds?feature=player_embedded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 id=&quot;watch-headline-title&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;long-title&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot; id=&quot;eow-title&quot; title=&quot;B.B. King &amp;amp; Eric Clapton - Riding with The King (2000)&quot;&gt;Ring with the King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/feeds/1157161294408332664/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/12/bb-king-eric-clapton.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/1157161294408332664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/1157161294408332664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/12/bb-king-eric-clapton.html' title='B.B. KING &amp; ERIC CLAPTON'/><author><name>Cristina Scoda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13423934669142840557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdPaczXrb5Es3xHzyjRG_atUgqEBSjiFOFrcQfUrXV7_tQZdsx8NcpdD3wMDeH0z-Af_jcu-7XGrpXXafPZtZIRa8n2BNlfZvRWGsq2u7JxsZ2uG4TcK9NmKodWdXzcQ/s220/100_1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2966558661287273946.post-2603832044030477762</id><published>2011-12-07T22:46:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T22:46:25.529-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pra você!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OssK9_Wn8Dk/TuAIu1wLy0I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/SrjK8gOyB5Q/s1600/amizade2%255B1%255D.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OssK9_Wn8Dk/TuAIu1wLy0I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/SrjK8gOyB5Q/s320/amizade2%255B1%255D.jpg&quot; width=&quot;247&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;Poema da Amizade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&quot;Amigo é aquela pessoa que o tempo não apaga,&lt;br /&gt;
que a distância não esquece,&lt;br /&gt;
que a maldade não destrói.&lt;br /&gt;
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É um sentimento que vem de longe,&lt;br /&gt;
que ganha lugar no seu coração&lt;br /&gt;
e você não substitui por nada.&lt;br /&gt;
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É alguém que você sente presente,&lt;br /&gt;
mesmo quando está longe...&lt;br /&gt;
Que vem para o seu lado quando você está sozinho&lt;br /&gt;
e nunca nega um sentimento sincero.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ser amigo não é coisa de um dia,&lt;br /&gt;
são atos, palavras e atitudes&lt;br /&gt;
que se solidificam no tempo&lt;br /&gt;
e não se apagam mais.&lt;br /&gt;
Que ficam para sempre como tudo que é feito&lt;br /&gt;
com o coração aberto.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/feeds/2603832044030477762/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/12/pra-voce.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/2603832044030477762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/2603832044030477762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/12/pra-voce.html' title='Pra você!!!!!'/><author><name>Cristina Scoda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13423934669142840557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdPaczXrb5Es3xHzyjRG_atUgqEBSjiFOFrcQfUrXV7_tQZdsx8NcpdD3wMDeH0z-Af_jcu-7XGrpXXafPZtZIRa8n2BNlfZvRWGsq2u7JxsZ2uG4TcK9NmKodWdXzcQ/s220/100_1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OssK9_Wn8Dk/TuAIu1wLy0I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/SrjK8gOyB5Q/s72-c/amizade2%255B1%255D.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2966558661287273946.post-49614748622222387</id><published>2011-12-06T18:59:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T18:59:01.252-02:00</updated><title type='text'>BORBOLETAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;fr0&quot; style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Quando depositamos muita confiança ou expectativas em uma pessoa, o risco de&lt;br /&gt;
se decepcionar é grande.&lt;br /&gt;
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As pessoas não estão neste mundo para satisfazer as nossas expectativas, assim como não estamos aqui, para satisfazer as dela.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Temos que nos bastar... nos bastar sempre e quando procuramos estar com  alguém, temos que nos conscientizar de que estamos juntos porque  gostamos, porque queremos e nos sentimos bem, nunca por precisar de  alguém.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As pessoas não se precisam, elas se completam... não por serem metades,  mas por serem inteiras, dispostas a dividir objetivos comuns, alegrias e  vida.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Com o tempo, você vai percebendo que para ser feliz com a outra pessoa,  você precisa em primeiro lugar, não precisar dela. Percebe também que  aquela pessoa que você ama (ou acha que ama) e que não quer nada com  você, definitivamente, não é o homem ou a mulher de sua vida.&lt;br /&gt;
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Você aprende a gostar de você, a cuidar de você, e principalmente a gostar de quem gosta de você. &lt;br /&gt;
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O segredo é não cuidar das borboletas e sim cuidar do jardim para que elas venham até você. &lt;br /&gt;
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No final das contas, você vai achar&lt;br /&gt;
não quem você estava procurando, mas quem estava procurando por você!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;aut&quot; style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;aut&quot; style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;Mário Quintana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/feeds/49614748622222387/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/12/borboletas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/49614748622222387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/49614748622222387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/12/borboletas.html' title='BORBOLETAS'/><author><name>Cristina Scoda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13423934669142840557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdPaczXrb5Es3xHzyjRG_atUgqEBSjiFOFrcQfUrXV7_tQZdsx8NcpdD3wMDeH0z-Af_jcu-7XGrpXXafPZtZIRa8n2BNlfZvRWGsq2u7JxsZ2uG4TcK9NmKodWdXzcQ/s220/100_1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ix9ewfFCvMI/Tt6CCQRmlZI/AAAAAAAAAJw/OxMCjOgrd60/s72-c/11.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2966558661287273946.post-8324656747632949725</id><published>2011-12-05T10:29:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T10:29:32.090-02:00</updated><title type='text'>JOGO DOS OITO ERROS</title><content type='html'>Olá! Tudo bem com você?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Descubra os oito erros na figura abaixo:&lt;br /&gt;
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kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk gostou? Foi fácil!!!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/feeds/8324656747632949725/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/12/jogo-dos-oito-erros.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/8324656747632949725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/8324656747632949725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/12/jogo-dos-oito-erros.html' title='JOGO DOS OITO ERROS'/><author><name>Cristina Scoda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13423934669142840557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdPaczXrb5Es3xHzyjRG_atUgqEBSjiFOFrcQfUrXV7_tQZdsx8NcpdD3wMDeH0z-Af_jcu-7XGrpXXafPZtZIRa8n2BNlfZvRWGsq2u7JxsZ2uG4TcK9NmKodWdXzcQ/s220/100_1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zk3IlYTblJE/Tty42mozbuI/AAAAAAAAAJo/HgUnvtVu_co/s72-c/387603_319331231411974_100000052982766_1271464_885200229_n.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2966558661287273946.post-1577297384757968006</id><published>2011-11-28T21:13:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T21:18:34.787-02:00</updated><title type='text'>DA FELICIDADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;fr&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;Quantas vezes a gente, em busca da ventura,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;fr&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt; Procede tal e qual o avozinho infeliz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;fr&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt; Em vão, por toda parte, os óculos procura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;fr&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt; Tendo-os na ponta do nariz!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;aut&quot; style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;aut&quot; style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;Mário Quintana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zhkQg-xzbko/TtQWqMUYlPI/AAAAAAAAAJg/DhHNI_LZQGc/s1600/oculos-3D.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zhkQg-xzbko/TtQWqMUYlPI/AAAAAAAAAJg/DhHNI_LZQGc/s1600/oculos-3D.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/feeds/1577297384757968006/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/11/da-felicidade.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/1577297384757968006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/1577297384757968006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/11/da-felicidade.html' title='DA FELICIDADE'/><author><name>Cristina Scoda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13423934669142840557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdPaczXrb5Es3xHzyjRG_atUgqEBSjiFOFrcQfUrXV7_tQZdsx8NcpdD3wMDeH0z-Af_jcu-7XGrpXXafPZtZIRa8n2BNlfZvRWGsq2u7JxsZ2uG4TcK9NmKodWdXzcQ/s220/100_1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zhkQg-xzbko/TtQWqMUYlPI/AAAAAAAAAJg/DhHNI_LZQGc/s72-c/oculos-3D.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2966558661287273946.post-6088509510747898737</id><published>2011-11-27T23:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T23:05:21.414-02:00</updated><title type='text'>UM DIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OL7nrBzgg5k/TtLeNynqf9I/AAAAAAAAAJY/TmVq5M-Nj5U/s1600/images.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OL7nrBzgg5k/TtLeNynqf9I/AAAAAAAAAJY/TmVq5M-Nj5U/s1600/images.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;...Um dia descobrimos que beijar uma pessoa para esquecer outra, é bobagem. &lt;br /&gt;
Você não só não esquece a outra pessoa como pensa muito mais nela... &lt;br /&gt;
Um dia nós percebemos que as mulheres têm instinto &quot;caçador&quot; e fazem qualquer homem sofrer ... &lt;br /&gt;
Um dia descobrimos que se apaixonar é inevitável... &lt;br /&gt;
Um dia percebemos que as melhores provas de amor são as mais simples... &lt;br /&gt;
Um dia percebemos que o comum não nos atrai...&lt;br /&gt;
Um dia saberemos que ser classificado como &quot;bonzinho&quot; não é bom... &lt;br /&gt;
Um dia perceberemos que a pessoa que nunca te liga é a que mais pensa em você... &lt;br /&gt;
Um dia saberemos a importância da frase: &quot;Tu te tornas eternamente responsável por aquilo que cativas...&quot; &lt;br /&gt;
Um dia percebemos que somos muito importante para alguém, mas não damos valor a isso... &lt;br /&gt;
Um dia percebemos como aquele amigo faz falta, mas ai já é tarde demais... &lt;br /&gt;
Enfim... &lt;br /&gt;
Um dia descobrimos que apesar de viver quase um século esse tempo todo não é suficiente para realizarmos  todos os nossos sonhos, para beijarmos todas as bocas que nos atraem, para dizer o que tem de ser dito... &lt;br /&gt;
O jeito é: ou nos conformamos com a falta de algumas coisas na nossa vida ou lutamos para realizar todas  as nossas loucuras...&lt;br /&gt;
Quem não compreende um olhar tampouco compreenderá uma longa explicação.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;aut&quot;&gt;Mário Quintana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/feeds/6088509510747898737/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/11/um-dia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/6088509510747898737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/6088509510747898737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/11/um-dia.html' title='UM DIA'/><author><name>Cristina Scoda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13423934669142840557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdPaczXrb5Es3xHzyjRG_atUgqEBSjiFOFrcQfUrXV7_tQZdsx8NcpdD3wMDeH0z-Af_jcu-7XGrpXXafPZtZIRa8n2BNlfZvRWGsq2u7JxsZ2uG4TcK9NmKodWdXzcQ/s220/100_1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OL7nrBzgg5k/TtLeNynqf9I/AAAAAAAAAJY/TmVq5M-Nj5U/s72-c/images.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2966558661287273946.post-2617116448553139145</id><published>2011-11-26T13:50:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T13:50:28.933-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Um Dia de Domingo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;cor_2&quot; id=&quot;cabecalho&quot; style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-size: 127.7%;&quot;&gt;&lt;h1 id=&quot;identificador_musica&quot;&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Tim Maia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.youtube.com/embed/UZkrI8zt510?feature=player_embedded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;    Eu preciso te falar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Te encontrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  De qualquer jeito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Pra sentar e conversar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Depois andar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  De encontro ao vento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Eu preciso respirar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  O mesmo ar que te rodeia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  E na pele quero ter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  O mesmo sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Que te bronzeia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Eu preciso te tocar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  E outra vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Te ver sorrindo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Te encontrar num sonho lindo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Já não dá mais pra viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Um sentimento sem sentido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Eu preciso descobrir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  A emoção de estar contigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Ver o sol amanhecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  E ver a vida acontecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Como um dia de domingo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Faz de conta que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Ainda é cedo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Tudo vai ficar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Por conta da emoção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Faz de conta que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Ainda é cedo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  E deixar falar a voz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  do coração&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/feeds/2617116448553139145/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/11/um-dia-de-domingo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/2617116448553139145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/2617116448553139145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/11/um-dia-de-domingo.html' title='Um Dia de Domingo'/><author><name>Cristina Scoda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13423934669142840557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdPaczXrb5Es3xHzyjRG_atUgqEBSjiFOFrcQfUrXV7_tQZdsx8NcpdD3wMDeH0z-Af_jcu-7XGrpXXafPZtZIRa8n2BNlfZvRWGsq2u7JxsZ2uG4TcK9NmKodWdXzcQ/s220/100_1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2966558661287273946.post-8857246904361195015</id><published>2011-11-25T21:08:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T21:08:29.984-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O Caminho da Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;fr0&quot; style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-srMDuLk4EjA/TtAf0BjmW3I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/b0HnhPk5eLQ/s1600/chaplin.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-srMDuLk4EjA/TtAf0BjmW3I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/b0HnhPk5eLQ/s1600/chaplin.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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O caminho da vida pode ser o da liberdade e da beleza, porém nos extraviamos.&lt;br /&gt;
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A cobiça envenou a alma dos homens... levantou no mundo as muralhas do  ódios... e tem-nos feito marchar a passo de ganso para a miséria e  morticínios.&lt;br /&gt;
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Criamos a época da velocidade, mas nos sentimos enclausurados dentro  dela. A máquina, que produz abundância, tem-nos deixado em penúria.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nossos conhecimentos fizeram-nos céticos; nossa inteligência, empedernidos e cruéis. Pensamos em demasia e sentimos bem pouco.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mais do que de máquinas, precisamos de humanidade. Mais do que de  inteligência, precisamos de afeição e doçura. Sem essas virtudes, a vida  será de violência e tudo será perdido.&lt;br /&gt;
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(O Último discurso, do filme O Grande Ditador)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;aut&quot; style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;a class=&quot;autor&quot; href=&quot;http://pensador.uol.com.br/autor/charles_chaplin/&quot;&gt;Charles Chaplin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/feeds/8857246904361195015/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-caminho-da-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/8857246904361195015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/8857246904361195015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/11/o-caminho-da-vida.html' title='O Caminho da Vida'/><author><name>Cristina Scoda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13423934669142840557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdPaczXrb5Es3xHzyjRG_atUgqEBSjiFOFrcQfUrXV7_tQZdsx8NcpdD3wMDeH0z-Af_jcu-7XGrpXXafPZtZIRa8n2BNlfZvRWGsq2u7JxsZ2uG4TcK9NmKodWdXzcQ/s220/100_1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-srMDuLk4EjA/TtAf0BjmW3I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/b0HnhPk5eLQ/s72-c/chaplin.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2966558661287273946.post-8354875697175476282</id><published>2011-11-23T21:14:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T21:14:20.172-02:00</updated><title type='text'>RODAR A BAIANA</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Rodar a baiana é armar um barraco, fazer uma confusão - pare cinco minutos em algum evento popular e você verá alguém rodando a baiana. Mas de onde saiu isso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://noticias.terra.com.br/educacao/vocesabia/ultimas/0,,EI8402,00.html&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fdA5rBYZ92E/Tshg6hx6-PI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Mo7BVWrdXT0/s1600/RODAR+A+BAIANA.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fdA5rBYZ92E/Tshg6hx6-PI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Mo7BVWrdXT0/s1600/RODAR+A+BAIANA.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;O Carnaval já era uma farra no início do século, e como toda bagunça que se preze, tinha confusão. A mais repetida explicação para a expressão &quot;rodar a baiana&quot; vem justamente daí: em meio aos desfiles da época no Rio de Janeiro, que não tinham televisão e nem Joãosinho Trinta, alguns gaiatos já tinham a mania de passar a mão no bumbum da mulherada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;Isso também acontecia com as baianas - era um beliscão, um grito e um giro. Até que elas começaram a desfilar com guarda-costas disfarçados, capoeiristas vestidos como elas que revidavam com navalhas, e aí você tem a autêntica rodada de baiana: belisco, giro, confusão.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;Seria uma excelente explicação, pena é que não há como saber ao certo se ela procede. Não apenas nesse caso, mas na maioria das expressões do nosso idioma. O professor e doutor em Letras Cláudio Moreno explica que rastrear a origem dessas explicações é tarefa quase impossível, por dois motivos. O primeiro é a dificuldade em se pesquisar na imprensa do século XIX e início do século XX, uma vez que não há uma base de dados unificada de jornais, como a mantida pela Inglaterra. &quot;É nos jornais que se registra a língua viva. Mesmo assim, se registra o uso, não a criação&quot;, explica.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;Além disso, na maioria das vezes a explicação é inventada, diz Moreno. &quot;Como nos livros de matemática em que temos a resposta no fim do livro, e fazemos uma conta só para chegar naquele número, é tudo chute. Eu também sempre achei que a expressão vem do vestido das baianas, mas como saber ao certo?&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;Fonte: http://noticias.terra.com.br/educacao/vocesabia/interna/0,,OI3041436-EI8402,00.html &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/feeds/8354875697175476282/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/11/rodar-baiana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/8354875697175476282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/8354875697175476282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/11/rodar-baiana.html' title='RODAR A BAIANA'/><author><name>Cristina Scoda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13423934669142840557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdPaczXrb5Es3xHzyjRG_atUgqEBSjiFOFrcQfUrXV7_tQZdsx8NcpdD3wMDeH0z-Af_jcu-7XGrpXXafPZtZIRa8n2BNlfZvRWGsq2u7JxsZ2uG4TcK9NmKodWdXzcQ/s220/100_1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fdA5rBYZ92E/Tshg6hx6-PI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Mo7BVWrdXT0/s72-c/RODAR+A+BAIANA.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2966558661287273946.post-4824593010701301721</id><published>2011-11-22T23:02:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T23:02:54.755-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pra curtir!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.youtube.com/embed/aWhwBQqK4ys?feature=player_embedded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;cor_2&quot; id=&quot;cabecalho&quot; style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h1 id=&quot;identificador_musica&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Wind Of Change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://letras.terra.com.br/scorpions/&quot; id=&quot;identificador_artista&quot;&gt;Scorpions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=&quot;letra_original&quot; style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Wind Of Change&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;I follow the Moskva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Down to Gorky Park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listening to the wind of change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An August summer night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soldiers passing by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listening to the wind of change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;The world is closing in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you ever think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That we could be so close, like brothers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The future&#39;s in the air&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can feel it everywhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blowing with the wind of change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Take me to the magic of the moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a glory night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where the children of tomorrow dream away (Dream away)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the wind of change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Walking down the street&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Distant memories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are buried in the past forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;I follow the Moskva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Down to Gorky Park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listening to the wind of change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Take (take) me to the magic of the moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a glory (glory) night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams (Share their dreams)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With you and me (You and me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Take (take) me to the magic of the moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a glory (glory) night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where the children of tomorrow dream away (Dream away)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the wind of change (Wind of change)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;The wind of change blows straight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Into the face of time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like a storm wind that will ring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The freedom bell for peace of mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let your balalaika sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What my guitar wants to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Take (take) me to the magic of the moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a glory (glory) night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams (Share their dreams)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With you and me (You and me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Take (take) me to the magic of the moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a glory (glory) night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where the children of tomorrow dream away (Dream away)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the wind of change (Wind of change)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=&quot;letra_original&quot; style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=&quot;letra_original&quot; style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=&quot;letra_original&quot; style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;Composição: Klaus Meine &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id=&quot;letra_traducao&quot; style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;TRADUÇÃO &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Vento da Mudança&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu caminhei até Moscou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Descendo para o Parque Gorky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Escutando o vento da mudança&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uma noite de verão em agosto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soldados caminhando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Escutando o vento da mudança&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;O mundo está acabando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Você já chegou a pensar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que poderíamos ser tão próximos, como irmãos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O futuro está no ar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Posso senti-lo em todo lugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soprando com o vento de mudança&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Leve-me à magia do momento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em uma noite de glória&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onde as crianças do amanhã ficam sonhando (Ficam sonhando)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Com o vento da mudança (Vento da mudança)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Descendo pela rua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recordações distantes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enterradas no passado, para sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Eu caminhei até Moscou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Descendo para o Parque Gorky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Escutando o vento da mudança&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Leve-me (leve-me) à magia do momento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Numa noite de glória (glória)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onde as crianças de amanhã dividem seus sonhos (Dividem seus sonhos)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Com você e eu (Você e eu)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Leve-me (leve-me) à magia do momento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Numa noite de glória (glória)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onde as crianças de amanhã ficam sonhando (Ficam sonhando)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Com o vento da mudança (Vento da mudança)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;O vento da mudança sopra diretamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na face do tempo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como uma tempestade de vento que irá tocar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O sino da liberdade pela paz da mente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deixe sua balalaica falar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O que meu violão quer dizer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Leve-me (leve-me) à magia do momento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Numa noite de glória&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onde as crianças de amanhã dividem seus sonhos (Dividem seus sonhos)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Com você e eu (Você e eu)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Leve-me (leve-me) à magia do momento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Numa noite de glória (glória)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onde as crianças de amanhã ficam sonhando (Ficam sonhando)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Com o vento da mudança (Vento da mudança)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;clear: both;&quot; /&gt;  &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.google.com/url?ct=abg&amp;amp;q=https://www.google.com/adsense/support/bin/request.py%3Fcontact%3Dabg_afc%26url%3Dhttp://letras.terra.com.br/scorpions/35387/%26hl%3Dpt%26client%3Dca-pub-9911820215479768%26adU%3Dwww.busuu.com%26adT%3DAprender%2BIngl%25C3%25AAs%2Bgr%25C3%25A1tis%26gl%3DBR&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNHqmIyRBiw0eo9fLK0Q1chH9xOdtA&quot; style=&quot;color: #333333; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/feeds/4824593010701301721/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/11/pra-curtir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/4824593010701301721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/4824593010701301721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/11/pra-curtir.html' title='Pra curtir!!'/><author><name>Cristina Scoda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13423934669142840557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdPaczXrb5Es3xHzyjRG_atUgqEBSjiFOFrcQfUrXV7_tQZdsx8NcpdD3wMDeH0z-Af_jcu-7XGrpXXafPZtZIRa8n2BNlfZvRWGsq2u7JxsZ2uG4TcK9NmKodWdXzcQ/s220/100_1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2966558661287273946.post-4420890685022968759</id><published>2011-11-21T20:25:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T20:27:00.980-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A maior</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.astormentas.com/PT/poema/1685/A%20maior%20solid%C3%A3o%20%C3%A9%20a%20do%20ser%20que%20n%C3%A3o%20ama&quot; id=&quot;ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder1_Repeater1_ctl01_HyperLink2&quot; style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt; solidão é a do ser que não ama. A maior solidão é a dor do ser  que se ausenta, que se defende, que se fecha, que se recusa a participar  da vida humana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;A maior solidão é a do homem encerrado em si mesmo, no absoluto de si mesmo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;o que não dá a quem pede o que ele pode dar de amor, de amizade, de socorro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;O maior solitário é o que tem medo de amar, o que tem medo de ferir e ferir-se, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;o ser casto da mulher, do amigo, do povo, do mundo. Esse queima como  uma lâmpada triste, cujo reflexo entristece também tudo em torno. Ele é  a angústia do mundo que o reflete. Ele é o que se recusa às verdadeiras  fontes de emoção, as que são o patrimônio de todos, e, encerrado em seu  duro privilégio, semeia pedras do alto de sua fria e desolada torre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;Vinícius de Moraes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;Se as coisas são inatingíveis... ora!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
não é motivo para não querê-las. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Que tristes os caminhos, se não fora &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;Com  aproximadamente 10 mil anos de existência, suas ruínas estão localizadas  a cerca de meio quilômetro da Jericó moderna.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&quot;Mas, até a década de 20 do século passado, o título de cidade mais  antiga era de Ur, na Suméria (no Sudeste do Iraque atual), que teria  sido construída há 6 mil anos&quot;, diz o professor de História Voltaire.  Segundo ele, há arqueólogos que ainda consideram Ur a cidade mais  antiga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;  Nessa disputa, entra na briga também Damasco, capital da Síria, cidade  mais antiga que nunca deixou de ser habitada durante 5 mil anos.  Beirute, no Líbano, Cairo, no Egito, e Sanaa, no Iêmen, também estão  entre as mais antigas do mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;A origem da expressão para quem está muito animado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;Quem está animadíssimo para fazer alguma coisa diz que &quot;está com a corda toda&quot;, com disposição, em ponto de bala, na plenitude da vontade.&amp;nbsp; O berço dessa expressão se encontra no mundo infantil.&amp;nbsp; É que, até há pouco tempo, os brinquedos eram acionados torcendo um mecanismo em forma de mola ou como um elástico que, ao ser distendido, fazia o brinquedo mover-se.&amp;nbsp; Ambos os mecanismos eram chamados de corda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;Logo, quando se dava corda completa nesse tipo de brinquedo, ele se movimentava, para encanto da garotada.&amp;nbsp; Com a corda toda passou a designar alguém com bastante ânimo, pessoa muito agitada para fazer algo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;A expressão também se aplica à atitude de certas comunidades imbuídas do mesmo objetivo num determinado momento de sua história.&amp;nbsp; O Brasil, por exemplo, estava com a corda toda quando aderiu, de corpo e alma, ao Plano Cruzado lançado pelo presidente Sarney em 1986.&amp;nbsp; Da noite para o dia, surgiram centenas, milhares de &quot;fiscais do Sarney&quot;, que, em nome do presidente, multavam lojas e até as fechavam, e o inimaginável: prendiam seus donos para que fosse cumprido, rigorosamente, o que previa o plano do governo para o total congelamento de preços de produtos e serviços.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;Infelizmente, em&amp;nbsp; pouco tempo o radical projeto deu com os burros n&#39;água, como se diz: Vida curta como a rosa de Malherbe, mesmo com a corda toda...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: normal; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Alguém sabe me explicar, num português claro e direto, sem figuras de&amp;nbsp; linguagem, o que quer dizer a expressão: “no frigir dos ovos”?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;Guaraci Neves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;Quando comecei, pensava que escrever sobre comida seria sopa no mel, mamão com açúcar. Só que depois de um certo tempo dá crepe, você percebe que comeu gato por lebre e acaba ficando com uma batata quente nas mãos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Como rapadura é doce, mas não é mole, nem sempre você tem ideias e para descascar esse abacaxi só metendo a mão na massa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;E não adianta chorar as pitangas ou, simplesmente, mandar tudo às favas. Já que é pelo estômago que se conquista o leitor, o negócio é ir comendo o mingau pelas beiradas, cozinhando em banho-maria, porque é de grão em grão que a galinha enche o papo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Contudo é preciso tomar cuidado para não azedar, passar do ponto, encher linguiça demais. Além disso, deve-se ter consciência de que é necessário comer o pão que o diabo amassou para vender o seu peixe. Afinal não se faz uma boa omelete sem antes quebrar os ovos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Há quem pense que escrever é como tirar doce da boca de criança e vai com muita sede ao pote.&amp;nbsp;Mas, como o apressado come cru, essa gente acaba falando muita abobrinha; são escritores de meia tigela, trocam alhos por bugalhos e confundem Carolina de Sá Leitão com caçarolinha de assar leitão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Há também aqueles que são arroz de festa, com a faca e o queijo nas mãos, eles se perdem em devaneios (piram na batatinha, viajam na maione, etc.). Achando que beleza não põe mesa, pisam no tomate, enfiam o pé na jaca e, no fim, quem paga o pato é o leitor que sai com cara de quem comeu e não gostou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;O importante é não cuspir no prato em que se come, pois quem lê não é tudo farinha do mesmo saco. Diversificar é a melhor receita para engrossar o caldo e oferecer um texto de se comer com os olhos, literalmente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Por outro lado, se você tiver os olhos maiores que a barriga, o negócio desanda e vira um verdadeiro angu de caroço. Aí, não adianta chorar sobre o leite derramado porque ninguém vai colocar uma azeitona na sua empadinha, não. O pepino é só seu, e o máximo que você vai ganhar é uma banana, afinal pimenta nos olhos dos outros é refresco…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;A carne é fraca, eu sei. Às vezes dá vontade de largar tudo e ir plantar batatas. Mas quem não arrisca não petisca, e depois quando se junta a fome com a vontade de comer as coisas mudam da água pro vinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Se embananar, de vez em quando, é normal, o importante é não desistir mesmo quando o caldo entornar. Puxe a brasa para sua sardinha, que no frigir dos ovos a conversa chega na cozinha e fica de se comer rezando. Daí, com água na boca, é só saborear, porque o que não mata engorda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Entenderam agora o que significa “no frigir dos ovos?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/feeds/1728154308104104053/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/11/frigir-dos-ovos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/1728154308104104053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/1728154308104104053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/11/frigir-dos-ovos.html' title='FRIGIR DOS OVOS'/><author><name>Cristina Scoda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13423934669142840557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdPaczXrb5Es3xHzyjRG_atUgqEBSjiFOFrcQfUrXV7_tQZdsx8NcpdD3wMDeH0z-Af_jcu-7XGrpXXafPZtZIRa8n2BNlfZvRWGsq2u7JxsZ2uG4TcK9NmKodWdXzcQ/s220/100_1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s-OYWKsHJHM/TshZYvJ1YLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/FmOXYHXpm_U/s72-c/frigir.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2966558661287273946.post-466846054556523143</id><published>2011-11-08T16:42:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T16:42:35.480-02:00</updated><title type='text'>AGONIAPATRIÓTICA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 7pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Eu tomo um remédio para controlar a pressão.&lt;br /&gt;
Cada dia que vou comprar o dito cujo, o preço aumenta.&lt;br /&gt;
Controlar a pressão é mole. Quero ver é controlar o preção.&lt;br /&gt;
Tô sofrendo de &#39;preção alto&#39;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;O médico mandou cortar o sal.&lt;br /&gt;
Comecei cortando o médico, já que a consulta era salgada demais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Para piorar, acho que tô ficando meio esquizofrênico. Sério!&lt;br /&gt;
Não sei mais o que é real.&lt;br /&gt;
Principalmente, quando abro a carteira ou pego extrato no banco.&lt;br /&gt;
Não tem mais nenhum Real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Sem falar na minha esclerose precoce. Comecei a esquecer as coisas:&lt;br /&gt;
Sabe aquele carro? Esquece!&lt;br /&gt;
Aquela viagem? Esquece!&lt;br /&gt;
Tudo o que o &#39;barbudo&#39; prometeu? Esquece!&lt;br /&gt;
Podem dizer que sou hipocondríaco, mas acho que tô igual ao meu time:&lt;br /&gt;
- nas &#39;últimas&#39;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Bem, e o que dizer do carioca? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Este já nem liga mais pra bala perdida...&lt;br /&gt;
E´ coisa que &#39;entra por um ouvido e sai pelo outro&#39;...&lt;br /&gt;
Não faz qualquer diferença... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Aliás, sabem qual é&amp;nbsp;a diferença entre o Brasil e a República Checa? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;E´que a República Checa tem o governo em Praga e o Brasil tem essa praga no governo&quot;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Luiz Fernando Veríssimo&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Não tem nada pior do que ser hipocondríaco num pais que não tem remédio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/feeds/466846054556523143/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/11/agoniapatriotica.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/466846054556523143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/466846054556523143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/11/agoniapatriotica.html' title='AGONIAPATRIÓTICA'/><author><name>Cristina Scoda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13423934669142840557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdPaczXrb5Es3xHzyjRG_atUgqEBSjiFOFrcQfUrXV7_tQZdsx8NcpdD3wMDeH0z-Af_jcu-7XGrpXXafPZtZIRa8n2BNlfZvRWGsq2u7JxsZ2uG4TcK9NmKodWdXzcQ/s220/100_1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2966558661287273946.post-2186880746083634882</id><published>2011-11-03T21:26:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T23:41:05.506-02:00</updated><title type='text'>VEJA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qsxt7c8t_yc/TshaltLaQJI/AAAAAAAAAIM/hekzx7K_69I/s1600/bambu+chines+%25281%2529.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qsxt7c8t_yc/TshaltLaQJI/AAAAAAAAAIM/hekzx7K_69I/s320/bambu+chines+%25281%2529.jpg&quot; width=&quot;217&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A Lição do Bambu&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Depois de plantada a semente deste incrível arbusto, não se vê nada. Durante&amp;nbsp;cinco anos, todo &lt;br /&gt;
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o&amp;nbsp;crescimento é subterrâneo, invisível a olho nu, mas, uma maciça e fibrosa estrutura de raiz, que se &lt;br /&gt;
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estende vertical e horizontalmente pela terra está sendo construída.&lt;br /&gt;
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Um escritor americano escreveu: &quot;Muitas coisas na vida pessoal e profissional são iguais ao bambu&lt;br /&gt;
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chinês&quot;: você trabalha, investe tempo, esforço, faz tudo o que pode para nutrir seu crescimento,e, às&lt;br /&gt;
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vezes, não vê nada por semanas, meses, ou anos.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mas, se tiver paciência para continuar trabalhando, persistindo e nutrindo, o seu 5º ano chegará e, com &lt;br /&gt;
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ele, virão um crescimento e mudanças que você jamais esperava...&lt;br /&gt;
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O bambu chinês nos ensina que não devemos facilmente desistir de nossos projetos, de nossos&lt;br /&gt;
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sonhos...especialmente no nosso trabalho, (que é sempre um grande projeto em nossas vidas).&lt;br /&gt;
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É que devemos lembrar do bambu chinês, para não desistirmos facilmente diante das dificuldades que &lt;br /&gt;
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surgirão.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tenha sempre dois hábitos:&lt;br /&gt;
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Persistência e Paciência, pois você merece alcançar todos os sonhos!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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É preciso muita fibra para chegar às alturas e, ao mesmo tempo, muita flexibilidade para se&lt;br /&gt;
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curvar ao chão&quot;.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/feeds/2186880746083634882/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/11/veja.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/2186880746083634882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/2186880746083634882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/11/veja.html' title='VEJA...'/><author><name>Cristina Scoda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13423934669142840557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdPaczXrb5Es3xHzyjRG_atUgqEBSjiFOFrcQfUrXV7_tQZdsx8NcpdD3wMDeH0z-Af_jcu-7XGrpXXafPZtZIRa8n2BNlfZvRWGsq2u7JxsZ2uG4TcK9NmKodWdXzcQ/s220/100_1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qsxt7c8t_yc/TshaltLaQJI/AAAAAAAAAIM/hekzx7K_69I/s72-c/bambu+chines+%25281%2529.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2966558661287273946.post-279200546423201785</id><published>2011-11-02T21:39:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T21:39:51.164-02:00</updated><title type='text'>IDEIA DE JERICO</title><content type='html'>A controvertida origem de uma expressão popular. (por Márcio Cotrim)&lt;br /&gt;
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DO LIVRO!&lt;/div&gt;
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Meu amigo de todas as horas, sejam elas tristes ou felizes!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Seja quando chove ou quando faz sol!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Em todos os momentos, ele, o livro, está comigo!&lt;/div&gt;
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Faz-me rir e faz-me chorar! &lt;/div&gt;
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Parabéns pelo seu dia, amigo!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Temos mesmo é que tirar o chapéu para toda essa tecnologia digital!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Sempre gostei demais do Elvis.&amp;nbsp; Assisti a todos os seus filmes e penso que dancei ao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; som de&quot;quase&quot; todas as suas músicas!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Uma apaixonada mesmo mesmo Rei do Rock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Por isso quero compartilhar com você um vídeo dele cantando...Uma montagem&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;espetacular! Sabe porquê?&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;Ele gravou esse clip em 1968 e ela é Martina Mcbridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt; que nasceu em 29 de julho de 1966! &lt;/span&gt;É difícil acreditar que isso é uma montagem.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Parabéns ao artista que fez esse trabalho!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Assista ao primeiro vídeo dos &quot;bastidores&quot;, no qual foi feita toda a produção&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;e depois ao video da montagem pronto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;E VIVA O COMPUTADOR!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UjcBkHbhwd8/TqoBcran9PI/AAAAAAAAAGU/SYfnEes1sUg/s1600/mozart%252Bviolino.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UjcBkHbhwd8/TqoBcran9PI/AAAAAAAAAGU/SYfnEes1sUg/s320/mozart%252Bviolino.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Compreendi, então,&lt;/div&gt;
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que a vida não é uma sonata que,&lt;/div&gt;
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para realizar a sua beleza,&lt;/div&gt;
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tem de ser tocada até o fim.&lt;/div&gt;
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Dei-me conta, ao contrário,&lt;/div&gt;
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de que a vida é um álbum de mini-sonatas.&lt;/div&gt;
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Cada momento de beleza vivido e amado,&lt;/div&gt;
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por efêmero que seja,&lt;/div&gt;
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é uma experiência completa&lt;/div&gt;
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que está destinada à eternidade.&lt;/div&gt;
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Um único momento de beleza e amor&lt;/div&gt;
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justifica a vida inteira.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;aut&quot; style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;a class=&quot;autor&quot; href=&quot;http://pensador.uol.com.br/autor/rubem_alves/&quot;&gt;Rubem Alves&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/feeds/5161799635697407879/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/10/compreendi-entao-que-vida-nao-e-uma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/5161799635697407879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2966558661287273946/posts/default/5161799635697407879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linguaeimagem.blogspot.com/2011/10/compreendi-entao-que-vida-nao-e-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>Cristina Scoda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13423934669142840557</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdPaczXrb5Es3xHzyjRG_atUgqEBSjiFOFrcQfUrXV7_tQZdsx8NcpdD3wMDeH0z-Af_jcu-7XGrpXXafPZtZIRa8n2BNlfZvRWGsq2u7JxsZ2uG4TcK9NmKodWdXzcQ/s220/100_1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UjcBkHbhwd8/TqoBcran9PI/AAAAAAAAAGU/SYfnEes1sUg/s72-c/mozart%252Bviolino.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>