The driveling song seemed to have kept in popularity.

那支絮絮叨叨歌倒时盛行不衰。

Principally they can try to educate more parents with good science rather than internet drivel.

首先，他们可以用好科学教育更多家长们，不让因特网上谣传肆意流传。

Well, that's a load of meaningless drivel.

那就是一堆毫无意义蠢话。

Instead of drivelling away about knots and vacuum cleaners and lions, and making me miserable for weeks and weeks.

为什么要胡扯些结子、除尘器和狮子什么，叫我痛苦了好几个星期。

My dear tutor, his head high, with look and breath inhaled all these books drivelling with joy.

我亲爱导师，他昂着头，用目光和呼吸吸入了所有这些书，高兴得流口水。

There will be more drivel available, but there'll also be more gems that would otherwise be hidden from public view.

将会有更多胡言乱语，但也会有更多原本会藏在公众视野之外宝石。

'Go up alonger this drivelling sick man, ' he says to his wife, 'and Magwitch, lend her a hand, will you?

“陪这个喋喋不休病人上去，”他对妻子说，“马格韦契，你帮她一把，好吗？”

And in the days that follow, leadership coaches will post drivel about the secrets to be learned from the successful manager.

在接下日子里，领导力教练会张贴胡言乱语， 讲述从成功经理身上学到秘诀。

I am freezing to death in my own room, and you come in and drivel to me about ivy and hand-organs.

我在自己房间里快冻死了， 你进对我胡言乱语关于常春藤和手器官。

And we're not doing anything more than just the drivel that happens when we're in a car together or at a dinner or.

我们并没有做更多事，只是记录下我们在一乘车或共进晚餐时发生那些闲聊。

Do you really believe that your lady friend wants to hear the same four-chord drivel that she hears echoing down the aisles of Walmart?

你为你女性朋友愿意听那些在沃尔玛货架间回荡、千篇一律四和弦陈词滥调吗？

Not that length and weight alone indicate excellence; many epic tales are pretty much epic crap—just ask my critics, who will moan about entire Canadian forests massacred in order to print my drivel.

仅有长度和重最不足以作为好作品标志；许多史诗巨著多半都是长篇垃圾——只消请教我批评家们，他们会说为了印刷我那些傻书整片整片加拿大丛林都被砍伐掉，怎不令人哀叹。

" Get up, you little idiot! Don't go on drivelling there. How you ever had the nerve to play your part as you did I can't think" . She stamped her foot. " Get up, I say" .

“，你这个小白痴！别再胡说八道了。我想不出你怎么有勇气像你那样扮演你角色。 ”她跺了跺脚。“，我说” 。

Proceeding stealthily he ascended the ladder, and peeping through a chink in the door saw Song Jiang and Yan Poxi hanging down their heads, Madame Yan was sitting at the side of the table, and was simply driveling.

他偷偷地登上梯子，从门缝里偷，只见宋江和阎婆惜低着头，阎夫人坐在桌边，正在胡言乱语。

" Listen to this, " he'd sometimes say, removing his headphones, breaking the oppressive silence of those long sweltering summer mornings. " Just listen to this drivel." And he'd proceed to read aloud something he couldn't believe he had written months earlier.

“你听听这个，”他有时候会拿下耳机，打破漫长闷热夏日早晨那种难耐沉默，“你听听这段蠢话。”然后大声朗读，不愿相信这是自己几个月前写下句子。