Forest of Elves and Butterflies

As an ordinary elf, Anutata has always adhered to the ordinary and kept a low profile. Until one day he picked up a cocoon, and a beautiful little butterfly flew out of it. Then he was expelled by his tribe. "You are actually close to a butterfly? What a dirty and disgusting creature it is! The smell of you almost makes us faint!" The little butterfly prince who was picked up by Tata jumped in anger: "This prince only smells of nectar and dew! Damn those stupid elves!" People in the world always say: Those who are not of my race will have different wings. But Anutata still couldn't figure out why they couldn't get along well with each other because their wings were different. Note When I was practicing writing a few years ago, I was inspired by a sentence in "The Happy Prince", which roughly means "There are butterflies and elves fighting in a very far away place, and they also use leaves as boats." Then I wrote this story. I was still in middle school at the time. Friends, please don't criticize me. Don't criticize me. Intention: plainness is the truth