Como na ultima postagem eu so escrevi e nao coloquei nenhuma foto, posto uma agora para fechar o dia...Anoitecendo em AvoriazMistura perfeita da criacao de Deus e do Homem !!!Beijos, Marcus, Aline e Dominique Your letters never arrive,what did happen with you?Maybe you has forgotas we were happy.Today we livethe twilight of our love,the sun farewell announcethe end of our love.The days on your side,were wonderfulwill never forgot.Maybe a daywe can love other time.Arthur Melo. Our conversationsfood my mind.Your letters make methink in you.Your sweet voice,i need listening.Your sweet essence,i need smell.Your skin,i want touch.Your lips,i want feel.Your beautifull face,i really need see.I now understand,wich it want says.Arthur D'mello Miss you,miss our conversations,a few others not,conversations that have proved to methe meaning of friendships.Miss you,miss your smell,which hampers for my nostrils,penetrated through my skin,and awakening desires.Miss you,miss your touch,your skin smooth as silkoverlapped to mycausing me chills.Miss you,miss of your lips,wet lipsmoistened my skin,shooting my heart.Miss you,miss those times,I hopenot to relive the past, but a future of living next to you.Arthur A. Melo. I ask them if they ever stop to think about the crisis faced by the education, I do not mean outdated structures, violence, corruption, but I mean the mode of transmission of knowledge, educators and students convey absorb without question, without criticize, or even formulate an opinion about what they were transmitted.The school, where one needed to produce knowledge, is becoming a place of repetition of ideas, students passively accept everything they are imposed, agree with everything. Part of that occurring is the fault of the school hierarchy, because of her many teachers do not accept questions, reviews of his students, believing that accepting them and supporting them are being demoted.Therefore many brilliant minds are damaged, they do not receive the intellectual stimulation to continue to produce knowledge, come to be ridiculed for thinking on all different. Students who get poor grades, are simply excluded mess when they should receive support to overcome these pitfalls in academic life, because if they are not overcome soon, cause more trauma.Many of the students of today are just repeaters of ideas, which do not change will never be able to produce new knowledge. The fall of intellectual production at the University due to this lack of incentive and preparation for production rights in schools as students should be prepared early on to produce new knowledge not only to repeat them.Arthur A. Melo. why do you cry?the worse already past.look, see the sky,the sun bright now.follow good vibrations,feel good feelings,take the happineswich live in your soul.forgot all bad momentsbuild a new life,build a new love,forgot forever the bad moments.this game, you can win,the life is small,enjoy all moments,don't worry with small things.give happines for your friends,give the control for your heart,give your bad feelings for trash,give the love for everybody.forgot all bad momentsbuild a new life,build a new love,forgot forever the bad moments. I need to saywich i feel for you,i need to scream wich is closed at my heart.i don't support more,i'm worried with my silencei need to break my silence.you're