tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90166198617318492862024-03-13T11:06:57.345+02:007pietriceleMetamorfoza unui suflet!7 Pebbleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05687105632273568070noreply@blogger.comBlogger47125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016619861731849286.post-49538511174059632262018-04-23T19:23:00.001+03:002018-04-23T19:23:57.859+03:00Sora - traducere <br />
Ce este o soră?<br />
O jucărie vie multicoloră.<br />
Cum arată o soră?<br />
Ca o minunată auroră.<br />
Ce face o soră?<br />
Îți zâmbește şi te adoră.<br />
Cum o vede alta soră?<br />
O draguță "somnivoră".<br />
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Că-i minoră sau majoră,<br />
Chiar şi după ce-o fi noră;<br />
Şi-om dansa la ea la horă,<br />
Ea ramane-a mea suroră.7 Pebbleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05687105632273568070noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016619861731849286.post-22460891558559306782018-03-08T09:15:00.000+02:002018-03-08T09:15:46.275+02:00M A M ACe te invata mama<br />
Nu găsesti in dictionare;<br />
Nici in ziar, nici pe ecranele de televizoare.<br />
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Cand tu esti mic, iti pare<br />
Ca orice lucru-i motiv de mirare.<br />
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Vezi minune sau o floare?<br />
Vrei pupici de la cei mici<br />
Sau poate mărțișoare?<br />
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Care zi este asta, oare?<br />
La multi ani si sa cresti mare!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGChpYIHZNyYuhXxPGcseLEkBhzWXWHjrqSMT3Qk65XRSepsWj8g99ruZNI5nSERpyeP0tHWxby_iacFMeA6lOQ-dY5wGHOpj3uCTQqrBFroHxf0xN6oOu1rr038Yni3pSPmQwwSM3QbE/s1600/FB_IMG_1520492288908.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="404" data-original-width="720" height="222" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGChpYIHZNyYuhXxPGcseLEkBhzWXWHjrqSMT3Qk65XRSepsWj8g99ruZNI5nSERpyeP0tHWxby_iacFMeA6lOQ-dY5wGHOpj3uCTQqrBFroHxf0xN6oOu1rr038Yni3pSPmQwwSM3QbE/s400/FB_IMG_1520492288908.jpg" width="400" /></a><br />
<br />7 Pebbleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05687105632273568070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016619861731849286.post-42638934973622991042014-05-10T22:50:00.001+03:002014-05-10T23:52:01.033+03:00Am invatat?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Alpha, Bêta, Gamma <br />
Cat munceste tata? <br />
Cat iubeste mama? <br />
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A, E, I, O, U<br />
Toti copiii intreaba<br />
Cand e Da sau Nu.<br />
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R O G V A I V<br />
Eu nu stiu sa mint<br />
Dar nu sunt naiv.<br />
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1, 2, 3, 4...<br />
Este arta viata:<br />
Muzica + teatru.<br />
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Luni, marti, miercuri, joi <br />
Niciun ceas din lume <br />
Nu merge inapoi. <br />
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Do, si, la, sol, fa... <br />
Prin magie, oare, <br />
Vine iarasi Alpha? <br />
<br />7 Pebbleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05687105632273568070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016619861731849286.post-88157704882588404992013-09-17T09:30:00.001+03:002013-09-17T09:31:32.687+03:00Invata-ma!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><b>Cat ma iubesti??</b></i></span>7 Pebbleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05687105632273568070noreply@blogger.com0Sector 4, Bucharest, Romania44.374054586787366 26.11913681030273444.362705586787364 26.098966810302734 44.385403586787369 26.139306810302735tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016619861731849286.post-54215471347115874792013-05-31T06:32:00.002+03:002013-05-31T19:53:08.852+03:00ORIENTare<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoIaNOrhC6EHU1UEIh-DBWBTQSzZKzl-KQEtVwmRpoT0WLaXFYN-PdHWkJWkOytSBnXR7ArXQr8WILMW8qNeHlqq37vrnAzRfaVMJSGhVtu_tvsr-v6RJ9I_9LqSXT9boWTSt7AIMHFyc/s1600/photo0185.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoIaNOrhC6EHU1UEIh-DBWBTQSzZKzl-KQEtVwmRpoT0WLaXFYN-PdHWkJWkOytSBnXR7ArXQr8WILMW8qNeHlqq37vrnAzRfaVMJSGhVtu_tvsr-v6RJ9I_9LqSXT9boWTSt7AIMHFyc/s400/photo0185.jpg" width="300" /></a><br />
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Am devenit un rasarit in bratele tale.<br />
Fiindca esti cald ca o primavara tarzie,<br />
Toate durerile eu le-am lasat in spitale,<br />
Iar amintirile-s pierdute prin amnezie.<br />
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Acum suntem doi. Contopiti in vecie.<br />
Nascuti dupa ploaie; stropii ne leaga.<br />
De nu erai tu - cine avea sa fie -<br />
Sa il iubesc si sa ma faca intreaga?<br />
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Pentru zambetul tau urc orice munte,<br />
Doar o privire de-a ta mie-mi ajunge.<br />
Cand te sarut pe ochi si pe frunte,<br />
Cer cu pamant parca se-atinge...<br />
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Te-ai intamplat timid, dar senin.<br />
Si fericirea mi-ai tatuat-o pe buze.<br />
Stiu ca nu e nici mult, nici putin,<br />
Dar iti ofer un suflet si doua buburuze.<br />
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Noi suntem liberi in vise si poezie,<br />
Insa fugim de utopie si moarte,<br />
Satuli de minciuni si de burghezie,<br />
In Est. Sa cream noi file de carte.7 Pebbleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05687105632273568070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016619861731849286.post-30150256083709044922013-05-05T22:08:00.003+03:002018-03-07T07:17:10.667+02:00Ingerului meu!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Am primit aripi in cel mai frumos anotimp.<br />
La fel cum fluturii iau viata din niste omide,<br />
Asa ne-am gasit nesperat, dar la timp,<br />
Sa ne iubim si in zilele cele mai toride!<br />
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Suflet in suflet, piele in buze,<br />
Noi respiram unul prin altul,<br />
Nu poate nimeni sa ne acuze,<br />
Ca vrem s-atingem in cer, Preainaltul.<br />
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E mai, cand florile fac alt Rai pe pamant,<br />
Iar dupa doar trei luni impreuna cu tine,<br />
Simt ca traiesc un sentiment dulce si sfant,<br />
Ca avem binecuvantarea puterii divine.<br />
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La multi, nesfarsiti ani. Si plini cu iubire.<br />
Sa ii petrecem mereu impreuna.<br />
S-avem ca stelele rabdare si stralucire,<br />
Si sa pasim mereu tinandu-ne de mana.7 Pebbleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05687105632273568070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016619861731849286.post-80224002492523311532013-01-19T21:09:00.002+02:002013-05-01T11:49:08.207+03:00MUZICA<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Dragostea are un ritm divin!<br />
E tandra, in deplina armonie.<br />
O ascult, o cant si ma inchin,<br />
in pace. Iubesc si ma simt vie.<br />
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Rasuna-n Cer si mai departe.<br />
Se aude oriunde vrei Tu sa fie.<br />
Niciun cosmos nu ne desparte.<br />
O gasesti in mine sau in poezie.<br />
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Pictat in versuri si-n fotografie,<br />
Orice sunet pe Tine Te descrie.<br />
Te fredonez umil, esti rapsodie,<br />
Alfa, Omega, minune, melodie.7 Pebbleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05687105632273568070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016619861731849286.post-52417955656185322662013-01-19T20:27:00.000+02:002013-04-30T23:31:10.445+03:00Ingropati in alb.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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La tine in suflet mereu e iarna si ger.<br />
Esti ca o statuie de gheata cu mine..<br />
Paralizezi sentimente. De ce sa sper?<br />
Te-ascunzi. Tu ai fugi chiar si de bine.<br />
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As vrea sa-ti vorbesc, dar ma tem..<br />
Nu vreau ca sa ma pierd in furtuna.<br />
Mai bine cu gandul, timida, te chem,<br />
Si astept un sarut de noapte-buna.<br />
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E ziua a saptea. Tu ai vrea sa fim atei.<br />
Sa crezi si sa iubesti, tie tare ti-e greu.<br />
M-ai avut. Ce ai mai fi vrut sa-mi iei?<br />
Ai facut din o emotie unica-un cliseu.<br />
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Dupa un viscol, finalul vine fierbinte.<br />
Te vreau, dar te neg cu o rugaminte:<br />
Sa nu ma mai cauti si sa nu mai suni,<br />
Chiar daca voi invia la tine in minte..<br />
Ar fi iad, ca acum. Sa nu fim nebuni!<br />
Tu ai vrut sa ne pui deja in morminte.<br />
<br />7 Pebbleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05687105632273568070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016619861731849286.post-10728918057044108782012-10-24T16:15:00.003+03:002013-01-19T23:41:18.586+02:00Anotimpul magic<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Cu un balon vesel si o bomboana de menta,<br />
Priveam ce speciale sunt culorile in curcubeu,<br />
Nu se compara cu-ale mele, copiate din creta.<br />
Eu credeam ca-s minuni pictate de Dumnezeu.<br />
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Asa emotie blanda, deplina, cautam in cuvinte,<br />
Poate intr-o aroma de portocala fermecatoare,<br />
Sau este in focul nestins al vietii eterne si sfinte,<br />
Ce traieste chiar si in lumea marina. Nu moare.</div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"><b>ACUM ma ascund eu!<br />Iar daca intr-o zi, </b></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 18px;"><b>in sertarul CANDVA, </b></span></div>
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<b>Azi linistea si impacarea le-am aflat,</b><br />
<b>M-am vindecat de tine prin credinta.</b></div>
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7 Pebbleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05687105632273568070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016619861731849286.post-33509370229217559302012-06-19T19:30:00.000+03:002013-01-19T23:41:41.974+02:00Despre NOI.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">Tu ai fi fugit catre oriunde, </span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">Eu nu ascultam alte pareri,</span><br />
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Asteptam <br />
Sa se dezbrace zarile,<br />
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text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Noi 2 n-am fost niciodată 1 plus 1.</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Dar într-o seară dementă de mai,</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">La şah tu atacai doar cu nebunu',</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Of, şi ce minciuni îmi mai spuneai!</span><br /><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">"Noroc!", şi goleam alte 2 pahare,</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Muzică bună se auzea în surdină,</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Era devreme de mers la culcare..</span><br /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Şi cine-ar fi zis "noapte bună!" ?!?<br /><br />1 miros tulburător de vin, de vină,<br />Se simţea de dimineaţă prin aer...<br />Dragoste, nu am făcut nicio crimă!<br />Dar noi am fost o naivă şi 1 fraier.<br /><br />În fine, am lăsat povestea să moară,<br />Ar fi fost o investiţie foarte riscantă.<br />Tu nu ai vrut să iubeşti, să te doară,<br />Iar eu mă credeam JUMĂTATE moartă.</span>7 Pebbleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05687105632273568070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016619861731849286.post-7786426781223989492011-10-29T14:56:00.004+03:002011-10-29T14:59:34.269+03:00" Mamei mele."<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8JHMKF0YAo/TAQb73wl3iI/AAAAAAAATcc/6rrkhTyT2uE/s1600/mama+40.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v8JHMKF0YAo/TAQb73wl3iI/AAAAAAAATcc/6rrkhTyT2uE/s1600/mama+40.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Tu esti:</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Cea mai speciala emotie traita de mine,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"> Pacea inimii mele zbuciumate,..</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Cea care mi-a aratat Adevarul si Dragostea. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Tu esti:</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; 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font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Astazi,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Eu contemplez o clipa Universul fiintei tale,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Langa tine am gasit Echilibrul in fiecare zi,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"> Te iubesc si iti multumesc pentru VIATA!</span></span>7 Pebbleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05687105632273568070noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016619861731849286.post-56493334461731107892011-10-29T14:32:00.005+03:002011-10-29T14:52:15.680+03:00Proiect.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN9eD7_eHIPumhCT9CzPIomikhB-H6QPJE98fnZQenFrgGt5gfCUZtpraPBuEmBXv3fShZrfEEe2TtGeN05iteRRG1NFKz5JwwEM2BX47EOy9ORSrzT5rS2NCQ1qWVjoNmJi4N1DIheWM/s1600/1231277258.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN9eD7_eHIPumhCT9CzPIomikhB-H6QPJE98fnZQenFrgGt5gfCUZtpraPBuEmBXv3fShZrfEEe2TtGeN05iteRRG1NFKz5JwwEM2BX47EOy9ORSrzT5rS2NCQ1qWVjoNmJi4N1DIheWM/s400/1231277258.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668880638202026674" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal"><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"> “ <span style="font-size: 20pt;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-style: normal"><b>Despre imagine si televiziune. “</b></span></span></p><br /><p style="margin-bottom: 0in"></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"> “ <i><b>Pentru mine, fotografia este recunoasterea simultana, intr - o fractiune de secunda, a insemnatatii unui eveniment.”</b></i></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"> <i><b>Henri Cartier-Bresson.</b></i></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><i><b>MOTIVATIE.</b></i></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"> <span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Experimentam si cercetam lumea inconjuratoare, o lume a imaginilor si sunetelor. Simtim, instantaneu, impulsul de a recrea acele imagini sau sunete. Acum cateva zeci de ani, singura cale de a transmite mai departe o informatie era de a o transforma in cuvinte scrise sau vorbite. In acest mod, imaginatia umana era stimulata, dar nu se putea experimenta fizic replica virtuala a sunetelor si imaginilor produse de om.</span></span></p><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Pe la sfarsitul sec. al XIX -lea si inceputul sec. XX s-a descoperit modalitatea de a transmite sunete pe distante mari, de a inregistra sunete si informatii vizuale si, apoi, prin televiziune, cum sa se transmita informarmatii audio si video, instantaneu- oriunde in lume. Asadar, sistemul de televiziune era un dispozitiv care transforma lumina si sunetele in semnale electrice, transportandu-le pe distante mari; iar apoi le emitea sub aceeasi forma ( lumina si sunet ) .</span></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><i><b>IMPORTANTA.</b></i></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"> <span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">In ultimii 60 de ani, imaginile televizate in miscare s-au dezvoltat in cel mai puternic sistem de transmitere a ideilor si conceptelor, dar si in cel mai influent mediu de divertisment din lume. Pe scurt, in ziua de azi, importanta televiunii in viata tuturor defineste sec. XX ca fiind Secolul Televiziunii.</span></span></p><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Dezvoltarea tehnologiei de productie in televiziune se produce foarte rapid. Suntem dependenti de numeroase minuni tehnologice, fara de care nu ne-am descurca in activitatile noastre zilnice. Cea mai simpla definitie a televiziunii este cea in care este descrisa ca fiind transmiterea imaginilor in miscare la distanta, cu un sistem structural asemanator cu cel al vederii umane. Ochiul capteaza lumina reflectata de un obiect din lumea inconjuratoare si transforma energia fotografica in impulsuri nervoase. Aceste impulsuri sunt receptate de creier, urmand un proces cunoscut doar partial, unde sunt transformate intr-o reproducere mentala a obiectului vizualizat.</span></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal"> </p><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">In televiziune, la fel ca in vederea umana, primul pas al procesului este transformarea luminii reflectate de obiect int-o alta forma de energie. In acest caz, se transforma in energie electrica, energie ulterior procesata, memorata sau transmisa prin mijloace tehnice specifice. </span></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Avand in vedere impactul imaginii de presa in evidentierea mesajului, departamentul foto-video trebuie adaptat noilor conditii impuse de tehnologia digitala. Procesarea imaginilor constituie unul dintre cele mai noi domenii. Informatia vizuala, statica sau dinamica, a devenit un bun comun, accesibil tuturor. Prelucrarea informatiei vizuale este, insa, insotita alte componente precum muzica, voce sau alte efecte audio.</span></span> </p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><i><b>OBIECTIVE.</b></i></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Pentru utilizatorii preocupati de proiectele multimedia, asa cum sunt si eu, care vor sa invete principiile de functionare si si implementare in editarea materialelor, vom invata despre softurile aplicatiilor specializate in prelucrarea de imagini.</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Avand la dispozitie imagini cu mesaje interesante, secvente filmate corect din punct de vedere cinematografic, si alte sunete auxiliare, vom invata cum sa le ambalam in produse multimedia bine realizate. Fiind o tanara aspiranta la profesia de jurnalista, vreau sa imi exprim ideile realizand clip-uri video care sa spuna o poveste captivanta. Vreau sa aprofundez rolul imaginii din produsele pe care le vedem noi la televizor, sa pot intelege cum se influenteaza sau cum se manipuleaza cu ajutorul acesteia.</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><i><b>METODE DE CERCETARE.</b></i> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Intelegerea conceptului de limbaj al audio-vizualului este un prim pas foarte important. Asa cum ziaristii din presa scrisa folosesc limbajul traditional, “omul de imagine” si-a creat un limbaj nou: cel al imaginii in miscare. Deci, orice ideee enuntata printr-un text trebuie transmisa folosind un suport de imagine si un suport de sunet ( ambianta, muzica, etc). Succesul mesajului audio-vizual depinde de cunoasterea si respectarea normelor acestui nou limbaj media. In acest mod, este posibila recompunerea, pentru telespectator, a fragmentului de realitate reprodus de catre noi. </span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Principiile de functionare a televiziunii isi gasesc sursa in constituirea cinematografiei, cea de-a saptea arta. Astfel, filmul si-a creat un limbaj propriu, compus din elemente fundamentale precum fotograma ( frame -ul ), cadrul ( planul ) si secventa; pe care le-a conservat si dupa trecerea de la tehnologia de filmare pe pelicula la cea digitala.</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Asa ajungem sa vorbim despre gramatica limbajului cinematografic: MONTAJUL. Dupa cum am mentionat anterior, imaginea este, in esenta, recompunerea unei idei. Noi montam (vizual) in orice moment din viata noastra. Montajul reprezinta transpunerea cuvintelor in imagini. Cuvintele sunt proiectia unor idei, asa cum tot ceea ce ne inconjoara reprezinta extensia vietii noastre. In aproape toate activitatile noastre noi montam ( mental). </span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"> <span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Fiecare imagine arata un program statie al lucrurilor si fiintelor, iar prin succesiunea lor se recreaza miscarea si viata. In limbajul filmic, montajul este fundamentul cinematografiei. Se poate defini ca fiind o organizare a planurilor unui film in conditiile de ordonare ale acestuia.Montajul este creator al miscarii in sens larg, adica al animarii, al aparentei vietii, avando importanta vitala in cinematografie.</span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal"><br /></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"> “<i><span style="font-weight: normal">Un film reinvie fapte neinsufletite. Un film permite cuiva sa dea aparenta realitatii unui lucru ireal.” </span></i> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"> <i><b>Jean Cocteau.<br /></b></i></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><i><b><br /></b></i> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Intelegem, in primul rand, ca existenta noastra se compune din imagini ale unor lucruri cunoscute ( memorie colectiva ). Imaginile pot ascunde simboluri, intelesuri direct conectate de perceptia fiecaruia asupra realitatii. Eu consider relitatea un concept strans legat de cel al fanteziei. Aromele, versurile, la fel ca imaginile pe care le percepem, ne pot transporta foarte usor intr-un alt spatiu si timp iar fantezia devine doar o extensie a relitatii.Imaginarul va fi, asadar, tabloul unei realitati posibile. Iar cinematografia poate reda cu usurinta atat doua cat si mai multe dimensiuni universale. </span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"> <span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Revenind la ideea initiala, spunem ca prin succesiunea imaginilor se elaboreaza un ritm si o idee. Ritmul este o notiune diferita de ceea de miscare. Miscarea este deplasare, aparenta continuitatii temporale sau spatiale, in interiorul imaginii. Pe de alta parte, ritmul se creeaza prin succesiunea planurilor in functie de lungimea si marimea lor. Aceste lucruri se traduc prin crearea unui soc psihologic, cu atat mai mare cu cat planul este mai apropiat. Combinatiile ritmice care vor rezulta din alegerea imaginilor, vor crea spectatorului o emotie care intregeste suspansul intamplarilor. In consecinta, ritmul este o notiune exterioara cadrului. </span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Cel mai important rol al montajului este acela de a alatura diverse elemente extrase din masa realitatii si de a sugera prin confruntarea lor un nou sens al ideii initiale. Impreuna cu ritmul, ideea cinematografica si simbolurile dau filmului o semnificatie artistica aparte. Acestea apar atunci cand ideea unei scene nu rezulta din confruntarea a doua imagini, ci rezida in imaginea insasi. Monteurul reuneste, astfel, doua fragmente ale realitatii pentru a extrage din confruntarea lor o semnificatie mai profunda.</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><i><b>CONCLUZII.</b></i></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in"> <span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">Efectul limbajului cinematografic, digital si al terminologiilor conexe din domeniile media asupra perceptiei umane este un fenomen fascinant.</span></span> Fluxul de informatii creste intr-un ritm incredibil. Ceea ce determina utilizatorii de media sa devina din ce in ce mai interesati de prelucrarea imaginilor, o forma noua de exprimare a viziunii lor artistice. Printr-un clip video vom putea sa transmitem informatii compuse din texte, imagini in miscare, sunete de orice tip, livrandu-le apoi, pe internet, oriunde in lume. In plus, tehnologia de care dispunem astazi, ne ofera sansa unor schimburi de streaming video, in direct, cu ajutorul unei camere web cu microfon, conectata la calculatorul personal. In acest mod, oricine poate contribui la conturarea lumii on-line, cu imaginatia si ideile proprii. </p><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal"></span></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"> <span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Prin urmare, orice mijloace media utilizam, este important sa reusim sa transmitem un mesaj frumos ilustrat, care sa emotioneze. Iar daca este posibil, sa oferim privitorului posibilitatea de a se implica in povestea noastra, de a deveni demiurgul realitatii pe care noi i-o prezentam.</span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="font-style: normal"><span style="font-weight: normal">By Ella.<br /></span></span></p>7 Pebbleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05687105632273568070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016619861731849286.post-56869859652165673152011-03-09T13:52:00.002+02:002011-03-09T14:07:06.495+02:00Martie<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://prophetu.files.wordpress.com/2007/06/martisor.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://prophetu.files.wordpress.com/2007/06/martisor.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Martie..cand totul prinde viata..</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Martie...luna viselor colorate..</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Martie...cand ne-am cunoscut..</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Martie...muza si muzica mea...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Martie...cand te aveam inca...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Martie...azi ma gaseste fara tine..</span></span>7 Pebbleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05687105632273568070noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016619861731849286.post-42619517658358782082011-02-11T20:06:00.006+02:002012-01-22T20:36:38.759+02:00Nestemata.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibLPeBWBmaI9BvO_3hF22Qifw9UsPDmfg_MwA_WjeENhMM8J06Dlk75XmVqFAJm2lnoFCCn6GT_EYpVbO59hVaW7eZAH7ArDFabEboG7_RsAA-uWFja4tFSBDhPvmO4mTymXSvS2uRSOc/s1600/foto_18049.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572503127438459890" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibLPeBWBmaI9BvO_3hF22Qifw9UsPDmfg_MwA_WjeENhMM8J06Dlk75XmVqFAJm2lnoFCCn6GT_EYpVbO59hVaW7eZAH7ArDFabEboG7_RsAA-uWFja4tFSBDhPvmO4mTymXSvS2uRSOc/s200/foto_18049.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 136px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 200px;" /></a><br />
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<span style="color: #ff6666; font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 100%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Esti stropul de pelin,</span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"><br /></span><span style="color: #ff6666; font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 100%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Esti ca un chihlimbar,</span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"><br /></span><span style="color: #ff6666; font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 100%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Esti azi de nepretuit,</span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"><br /></span><span style="color: #ff6666; font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 100%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Esti dureros de necesar..</span>7 Pebbleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05687105632273568070noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016619861731849286.post-75057302792141772582011-02-11T19:17:00.003+02:002011-02-11T20:53:57.587+02:00Viata.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9hdPpit0a4rj99d5Fl9rrTOunoeIRCuDjEYWVcmx924VGrZ6PFUYmoX-L8GvSju5F6OO-cRk-SxWzgqgzPq4OpRHuFXwq6CZ4GOSDNaP06yZ7r3T2jV_InkFcx6wVJ-l4fxQn63v9SNA/s1600/vbb+v.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9hdPpit0a4rj99d5Fl9rrTOunoeIRCuDjEYWVcmx924VGrZ6PFUYmoX-L8GvSju5F6OO-cRk-SxWzgqgzPq4OpRHuFXwq6CZ4GOSDNaP06yZ7r3T2jV_InkFcx6wVJ-l4fxQn63v9SNA/s200/vbb+v.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572505646273150546" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"> Te caut in fiecare rasarit,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"> in fiecare mare,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"> in fiecare ploaie,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"> in fiecare binecuvantare.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"><br /> Te vad in fiecare rima,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"> in fiecare joc,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"> in fiecare apus,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"> in fiecare vina.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"> Te'aud in orice vals,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"> in orice rau,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"> in orice puls,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"> in orice suspinat.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"> Te am in fiecare suras,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"> in fiecare cer,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"> in fiecare vis,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"> in curcubeu.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"> Te cer in orice lume,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"> in oricare destin,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"> in fiecare gand,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"> prin orisicare rugaciune.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"> Te vreau,insist!</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"> Te simt...Existi?</span></span>7 Pebbleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05687105632273568070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016619861731849286.post-13987051710015937262010-07-28T00:06:00.011+03:002010-07-28T01:01:08.858+03:00In lumea lui "poate".<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_cpIuwHz-f03jPRipB14n6TzJRJnvu8-DXnIOwRZjcgVaHEXz7vH31fIS9p7sHcVZLp44mhuKlnZ95PoLTg3V_pAWfzZOM-IwAHQiNCN6OoKncgoVdIq81vqSQNssZ9VoyCvDdL2wpmA/s1600/Lleaving-Everything-Behind.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_cpIuwHz-f03jPRipB14n6TzJRJnvu8-DXnIOwRZjcgVaHEXz7vH31fIS9p7sHcVZLp44mhuKlnZ95PoLTg3V_pAWfzZOM-IwAHQiNCN6OoKncgoVdIq81vqSQNssZ9VoyCvDdL2wpmA/s400/Lleaving-Everything-Behind.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498708352187821970" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Privind ceea ce n-am primit,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Visand la tot ce nu a existat,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Iubind un om nefericit..</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Asa </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://voodoolyna.blogspot.com/">pasesc</a></span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"> eu AZI,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Crezand ca IERI n-a fost,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Ca nu s-a intamplat.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Si-n marea temerilor mele</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Cersesc un MAINE necreat...</span>7 Pebbleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05687105632273568070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016619861731849286.post-65122083911518914672010-05-07T14:28:00.007+03:002010-06-04T14:24:32.942+03:00Inapoi<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWt2Z9hsoTxEeV2pGUBpDXuQ1oHj9CATL_VKE5zISIxXeMSObgSCH-F_oSteu0rZIEyw7EddCo-wXGHjVLmt2vOLyZNt7NBQBYbAXjesa_tTofNzM5KtqEgAU5jHEkYm3iYgHZDocNr3g/s1600/BreakUp0_Full.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWt2Z9hsoTxEeV2pGUBpDXuQ1oHj9CATL_VKE5zISIxXeMSObgSCH-F_oSteu0rZIEyw7EddCo-wXGHjVLmt2vOLyZNt7NBQBYbAXjesa_tTofNzM5KtqEgAU5jHEkYm3iYgHZDocNr3g/s200/BreakUp0_Full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478877877388660098" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br /><br />Sentimente inabusite navalesc </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >In seara asta fara de viata, </span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Te cerceteaza,te adulmeca; </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Parca te striga cu glas soptit. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Adierea dureroasa ce se simte-acum </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Suiera greu a intristare,a declin; </span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >E liniste si nu vreau ca sa aud </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Cum doare prabusirea unui vis!..</span>7 Pebbleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05687105632273568070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016619861731849286.post-86232615861671909862009-11-26T00:21:00.005+02:002009-11-26T11:44:12.764+02:00Scrisoare.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPqiMDPnUPsqe8y5qyco3A815N5MDnnMS5JFOiZ2OTRMC5j6MjmZpJ3XhOesPEiXvZ9ONd8ufDv6HFstZ22SUbagXYvCH4PHW3ykSzcIHGyE_pHZj5v892ZTV3aT6BPW9LvK7xEDibHPA/s1600/l_03b031b23dd243a2a15dc1d9921e351d.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPqiMDPnUPsqe8y5qyco3A815N5MDnnMS5JFOiZ2OTRMC5j6MjmZpJ3XhOesPEiXvZ9ONd8ufDv6HFstZ22SUbagXYvCH4PHW3ykSzcIHGyE_pHZj5v892ZTV3aT6BPW9LvK7xEDibHPA/s200/l_03b031b23dd243a2a15dc1d9921e351d.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408339993287884786" /></a><br /> <br />Iarta-mi nepriceperea... <br /> <br /> <br />Iarta-mi saruturile furate <br /> <br />Iarta-mi vorbele tacute <br /><br />Iarta-mi indoielile nemeritate <br /> <br />Iarta-mi teama de a te pierde <br /> <br />Iarta-mi si timiditatea <br /> <br />Iarta-mi iar privirea trista <br /> <br />Iarta-mi dragostea putina <br /> <br />Iarta-mi cutezarile si fapta..!7 Pebbleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05687105632273568070noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016619861731849286.post-88582673505227595962009-11-26T00:10:00.006+02:002009-11-26T11:37:32.962+02:00Anotimpul unei iubiri trecute<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG5zFDhwg6ksy9J6c3yCQmhSiiJ8R1ZulbZ3c_4tjah03WZZYxi0ISLh0jw36dTPr26qSSQwlWLWJGCrEmXLs6bAfElNBQf2N6HJoGWbMx0hmXdtQAIvL99QMw36qVfNv6R487liZ_F3s/s1600/drawing5.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 357px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG5zFDhwg6ksy9J6c3yCQmhSiiJ8R1ZulbZ3c_4tjah03WZZYxi0ISLh0jw36dTPr26qSSQwlWLWJGCrEmXLs6bAfElNBQf2N6HJoGWbMx0hmXdtQAIvL99QMw36qVfNv6R487liZ_F3s/s400/drawing5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408167739410502258" /></a><br /> <br />Lacrima intristarii mele <br />spune povestea unei iubiri trecute <br />si ajunge in oceanul uitarii. <br />Surasul daruit doar mie <br />nu se mai vede,dar se simte <br />e intiparit in vise si in suflet. <br /> <br />Clipa ce am risipit-o <br />nu revine,ci se sterge <br />in bezna dragostei necunoscute. <br />Drumul ce il desenez acum <br />Nu te stie,nu te plange <br />Ramai in ieri ! Ramai,iubite!7 Pebbleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05687105632273568070noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016619861731849286.post-21435683461943505032009-11-25T23:44:00.004+02:002009-11-26T11:34:41.581+02:00Dar...nu!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc-NxMiSnaQxzisRymSgZfUEOgEJSWT7uAnSn9di-eb3zmLOgjZwFBiTwTAZhyp07nWOU4Fhgxwn8jaHkFAW4G5_jawFnCxJ-UuAaUk0XRpruCuymFILKHlwx-AxmFOhETARqv2_fyt2g/s1600/snowman.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc-NxMiSnaQxzisRymSgZfUEOgEJSWT7uAnSn9di-eb3zmLOgjZwFBiTwTAZhyp07nWOU4Fhgxwn8jaHkFAW4G5_jawFnCxJ-UuAaUk0XRpruCuymFILKHlwx-AxmFOhETARqv2_fyt2g/s200/snowman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408161521150790706" /></a><br /> <br />Visez si sper <br />la un moment in care <br />vei da voce inimii tale <br />si vei indeparta tristetea. <br /> <br />Mi-am imaginat,naiv <br />ca exist in universul tau <br />si ma gandesc mereu <br />la tot ce nu mi-ai spus,la noi.<br /> <br />Spun lumii intregi: <br />e o poveste neimplinita <br />deoarece azi stiu <br />nu pot simti pentru-amandoi!7 Pebbleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05687105632273568070noreply@blogger.com1