babble造句

A babble of voices.

I babble on the pebble.

I can't listen to his constant babble.

I heard the babble of many voices.

Anyway, thank God, he didn't have time to babble.

And all the babble of life's angry voices.

When this happens, don't panic and start to babble nonsense.

To talk or chatter idly or meaninglessly;babble or prate.

Less than two months after he was born, he began to babble and babble. When the average child babbles and babbles, he can speak clearly.

Instead of writing, i had been able to babble to you .

Our world has been fragmented since the babble of confusion at Babel (Genesis 11).

Past studies have shown that infants babble better in their mother's presence.

Like the babble of birth, it is a necessary moment for everyone.

These and other of his words were nothing but the perfunctory babble of the surface while the depths remained paralyzed

Babies love repetition, which initially encourages them to mimic your voice and babble sounds and mimic words.

When your brain burns out altogether, your mouth desengages and you babble like a cretin until she leaves.

To begin teaching the robot, the researchers stuck Einstein in front of a mirror and instructed the robot to “body babble” by contorting its face into random positions.

In mother's arms is happy, from start to walk to babble, learn to wear clothes... This process of growth, I can see mother happy smiling.

Noiseless apart from the babble of conversations that rise animatedly over the park's laidback soundtrack, it is singularly peaceful for a city centre location.

Mt. 6:7 And in praying do not babble empty words as the Gentiles do; for they suppose that in their multiplicity of words they will be heard.

He has hardly described the circle when he is already itching to go up to the village to drink tea, lounge about, and babble...

Hence, the pithy formula of utmost yoga is "empty, no your own actions and ignorance as child's babble", which requires a yoga - practicer doesn't think himself clever to affect the course of yoga.

She found that her daughter would run away from her in the supermarket, refused to go to bed until 10 at night, and would walk up to strangers and "babble away".

When the girl heard this, she knew there was no reasoning with this fake medium of a mother. She quickly departed, leaving Third Fairy to babble on without her.

I like it because it's a kind of image of the modern city that makes the modern city look like language, look like letters, look like a kind of scattered alphabet, a kind of babble.