<?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: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-5684265672268920966</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:29:08.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Branca de neve</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwbrancaneve.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684265672268920966/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwbrancaneve.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Branca de neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209398788237763955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZWk-st2l4w/SaL6t8JPXlI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Fh-8_XnpbsQ/S220/animation1767ce.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684265672268920966.post-3819268573873315531</id><published>2009-03-07T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T12:47:04.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Musicas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5684265672268920966-3819268573873315531?l=wwwbrancaneve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwbrancaneve.blogspot.com/feeds/3819268573873315531/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwbrancaneve.blogspot.com/2009/03/musicas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684265672268920966/posts/default/3819268573873315531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684265672268920966/posts/default/3819268573873315531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwbrancaneve.blogspot.com/2009/03/musicas.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209398788237763955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZWk-st2l4w/SaL6t8JPXlI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Fh-8_XnpbsQ/S220/animation1767ce.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684265672268920966.post-3785684584255566616</id><published>2009-03-05T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T09:10:49.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Musica:Canção Final&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esta canção que eu canto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;É só para você&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O amor compôs o tema&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;E o poema vem de você&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sinto que algum dia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esta canção que eu fiz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Venha fazer o nosso&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Destino muito feliz!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh! Adeus!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, Dunga!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adeus!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O meu eterno amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um dia encontrarei(...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5684265672268920966-3785684584255566616?l=wwwbrancaneve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwbrancaneve.blogspot.com/feeds/3785684584255566616/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwbrancaneve.blogspot.com/2009/03/musicacancao-final-esta-cancao-que-eu_05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684265672268920966/posts/default/3785684584255566616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684265672268920966/posts/default/3785684584255566616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwbrancaneve.blogspot.com/2009/03/musicacancao-final-esta-cancao-que-eu_05.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209398788237763955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZWk-st2l4w/SaL6t8JPXlI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Fh-8_XnpbsQ/S220/animation1767ce.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684265672268920966.post-4252647064741766827</id><published>2009-03-04T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T11:57:21.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Musica:Eu vou eu vou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu vou eu vou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;para casa agora eu vou &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;parara-tim-bum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;parara-tim-bum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eu vou &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eu vou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eu vou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eu vou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eu vou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para casa &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;agora eu vou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;parara-tim-bum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;parara-tim-bum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5684265672268920966-4252647064741766827?l=wwwbrancaneve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwbrancaneve.blogspot.com/feeds/4252647064741766827/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwbrancaneve.blogspot.com/2009/03/musicaeu-vou-eu-vou-eu-vou-eu-vou-para_04.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684265672268920966/posts/default/4252647064741766827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684265672268920966/posts/default/4252647064741766827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwbrancaneve.blogspot.com/2009/03/musicaeu-vou-eu-vou-eu-vou-eu-vou-para_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209398788237763955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZWk-st2l4w/SaL6t8JPXlI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Fh-8_XnpbsQ/S220/animation1767ce.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684265672268920966.post-6454232589005718056</id><published>2009-03-04T11:51:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T11:53:50.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Musica:Cavando a mina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A nossa enxarpe, a nossa pá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nós usamos pra cavar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Cavando a nossa mina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Noite e dia sem parar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Não vamos ficar ricos não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nós nunca temos essa missão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;De cavar... cavar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;É nossa distração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cavando a nossa mina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Noite e dia sem parar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Brilhantes e outras pedras &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Poderemos encontrarSe temos forte vai haver &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Milhões de pedras pra escolher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E com tanta pedra pra escolher &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;O que é que se vai fazer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5684265672268920966-6454232589005718056?l=wwwbrancaneve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwbrancaneve.blogspot.com/feeds/6454232589005718056/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwbrancaneve.blogspot.com/2009/03/musicacavando-mina-nossa-enxarpe-nossa_04.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684265672268920966/posts/default/6454232589005718056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684265672268920966/posts/default/6454232589005718056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwbrancaneve.blogspot.com/2009/03/musicacavando-mina-nossa-enxarpe-nossa_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209398788237763955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZWk-st2l4w/SaL6t8JPXlI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Fh-8_XnpbsQ/S220/animation1767ce.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684265672268920966.post-3110343797270346943</id><published>2009-03-04T11:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T11:51:47.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Historia...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5684265672268920966-3110343797270346943?l=wwwbrancaneve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwbrancaneve.blogspot.com/feeds/3110343797270346943/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wwwbrancaneve.blogspot.com/2009/03/historia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684265672268920966/posts/default/3110343797270346943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5684265672268920966/posts/default/3110343797270346943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwbrancaneve.blogspot.com/2009/03/historia.html' title=''/><author><name>Branca de neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09209398788237763955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dZWk-st2l4w/SaL6t8JPXlI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Fh-8_XnpbsQ/S220/animation1767ce.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5684265672268920966.post-1307621676293960075</id><published>2009-02-23T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T13:23:13.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.eb23-monte-caparica.rcts.pt/webquests/branca/images/brancainicio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 432px; 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      Branca de neve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Branca de neve:Relata a história da &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Príncipe" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pr%C3%ADncipe"&gt;&lt;em&gt;princesa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; , até que furou-se e disse que queria uma filha com a pele branca feito a neve, cabelos negros como o ébano e os lábios vermelhos cor daquele &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Sangue" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sangue"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sangue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;. E que vivia num lindo castelo com seu pai e sua mãe. Passado algum tempo, o &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Rei" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rei"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rei&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; enviuvou e voltou a casar com uma mulher belíssima, mas extremamente cruel e, além disso &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Feiticeira" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Feiticeira"&gt;&lt;em&gt;feiticeira&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; que desde o primeiro dia tratou muito mal a menina.Quando o rei morreu, a feiticeira, vendo que a Branca de Neve possuiria uma beleza que excederia a sua, obrigou-a a fazer todo o trabalho no castelo. A rainha tinha um espelho mágico e todos os dias lhe perguntava quem era a mulher mais bela do reino. Todas as vezes o espelho respondia que era ela. Um dia, ao fazer a habitual pergunta, o espelho respondeu que a rainha era bela, mas que Branca de Neve era mais bela do que ela. Um dia ela estava trabalhando, e foi pegar água do poço para banhar-se, o seu cantarolar chamou a atenção de um prícipe que caçava pelos arredores; ele foi ao seu encontro. A &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Rainha" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rainha"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rainha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, sabendo desse encontro, não se conteve e expulsou Branca de Neve. A malvada rainha mandou um caçador ir ao bosque, e lá matar Branca de Neve. Como prova de que havia cumprido este ato, ordenou-lhe que trouxesse o coração da menina. Mas o caçador teve pena da princesa e poupou-lhe a vida, ordenou-lhe que fugisse. Para comprovar que havia obedecido às ordens da madrasta, entregou-lhe o coração de um &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Javali" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Javali"&gt;&lt;em&gt;javali&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;.Branca de Neve correu bosque à dentro, quando estava muito cansada, adormeceu profundamente numa clareira. No dia seguinte, quando acordou, estava rodeada pelos pequenos animais da floresta, que a levaram até uma casinha no centro do bosque. Dentro, tudo era pequeno: mesas, cadeiras, caminhas. Por todo o lado reinava a desordem e tudo estava muito sujo. Ajudada pelos animaizinhos, deixou a casa toda arrumada e depois foi dormir.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="image" title="Gravura de uma edição do século XIX da Branca de Neve" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ficheiro:SnowWhite.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="internal" title="Ampliar" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ficheiro:SnowWhite.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gravura de uma edição do &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Século XIX" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/S%C3%A9culo_XIX"&gt;&lt;em&gt;século XIX&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; da Branca de NeveAo anoitecer, chegaram os donos da casa. Eram os sete &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Anão" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/An%C3%A3o"&gt;&lt;em&gt;anõezinhos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, voltando da mina de &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Diamante" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diamante"&gt;&lt;em&gt;diamantes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; onde trabalhavam. Quando a princesinha acordou, eles se apresentaram: Soneca, Dengoso, Dunga (o único que não tinha barbas e não falava), Feliz, Atchim, Mestre e Zangado. Ao serem informados dos problemas da princesa, eles resolveram tomar conta dela e deixaram ela ficar.A malvada rainha não tardou, por meio do seu espelho mágico, a saber que Branca de Neve estava viva e continuava a ser a mulher mais bonita do reino. Decidiu então acabar pessoalmente com a vida da princesinha. Disfarçou-se de pobre-velhinha-indefesa-feiosa-e-com-cara-torta, e primeiro tentou matá-la com um pente envenenado, mas na hora chegaram os anões e á afugentaram. Então &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Veneno" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Veneno"&gt;&lt;em&gt;envenenou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; uma &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Maçã" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ma%C3%A7%C3%A3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maçã&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; e foi até a casinha dos anões. Quando eles saíram para trabalhar, ofereceu a maçã envenenada e Branca de Neve que mordeu-a e caiu adormecida.Quando os anõezinhos regressaram, pensaram que Branca de Neve tivesse morrido. De tão linda, eles não tiveram coragem de enterrá-la. Então fizeram um &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="Caixão" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Caix%C3%A3o"&gt;&lt;em&gt;caixão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; de vidro e enfeitaram com flores. Estavam junto da princesa adormecida, quando por ali passou o príncipe do reino vizinho que há muito tempo a procurava. Ao ver a bela Branca de Neve deitada no seu leito, aproximou-se dela e deu-lhe um beijo de amor. Este beijo quebrou o feitiço, que fez a princesa cuspir a maçã e despertar. O príncipe pediu à Branca de Neve que casasse com ele. 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