《草籽宣言》
文：萧宽
   一
在野草的怀里断奶
又被秋风的巴掌打落
从此成了流浪汉
不知在何处落脚谋生
   二
沦落天涯相思绿
   三
把命运交给风
却不为飞黄腾达
愿在跌撞的生涯中
扑到春姑娘怀抱
   四
摔在悬崖峭壁上
摔不碎绿的热望
此处不绿他乡绿
还有来年春风
   五
被遗弃了
从不沮丧
只要不拒绝岩缝中一撮泥土
便扎下生活的根
只要有一块卧牛之地
便织出春的一角
   六
严冬剿不尽绿色
因为绿——
是草子生命凝聚的诗
刻在春的心上
   七
被白毛风旋转到九重云霄
又摔进了万丈峡谷
   八
那就摔下去
摔下去吧
摔出一片
——绿……

1980 ·10·1于科尔沁草原哲里木报社
Declaration of the Grass Seed

By  Xiao  Kuan
Translated by Cinderella

一
I left the bosom of the weeds where I snuggled long
by autumn wind I was slapped down
wander about from then on
and don’t know where to settle down
  

二
wander everywhere missing green

  三
hand my fate into the wind
not wishing for a future broad
I prefer in my life tottering around
and throwing myself into arms of spring maid
   

四
fall down on the steep
not shattered is my hope
at least in somewhere I will come up
the next spring wind can wake me up
   

五
be abandoned
never depressed
so long as there is a bit of clay between rocks
I will strike root
so long as there is a piece of land
I will weave a piece of spring
   

六
freezing winter can never dispel green
because the green
is the poem coagulated by lives of grass seeds
caved in the spring heart
   

七
wind whirled the leaves into the high sky
and also into the deep canyon
  

八

Let it fall down
fall down
splash
a piece of green
1980 ·10·1于科尔沁草原哲里木报社

【秀才版本】：
Voice of Grass Seeds

By Xiao Kuan
Tr. Xiucai Army


   一
I was a baby in the arms of weeds
But slapped down by the autumn wind
Then became a homeless waif
To wander to settle down and make living
   二

I wander afar and miss home in green
   三
I give my life to the wind
Not for the rise of life
But for the embrace of Spring
Through my ups and downs


   四
I tumble on the edge of cliff
Still cling to my eager for green
The green can be somewhere not here
The spring can be in the coming year


   五
Although I’m abandoned
I still hold
If I never turn down any pinch of soil in the rock crack
I will root down my life
If there is a palm of room
I will weave a corner of spring


   六
Severe winter can’t ruin the green
Because the green
Is a poem condensed of the grass’s life
Engraved on the heart of spring


   七
I’ve been whirled up in the sky by snowstorm
Then dropped into the bottomless canyon

   八
Then, drop down
Well, drop down
Dropping down
A shadow of green
            
　　Oct. 1st , 1980 , Jirem League Newspaper, Horqin Grassland