"Bees vying for pink flowers and butterflies to divide the fragrance" comes from Wen Tingyun's "Xichun Ci"
Xichun Ci
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Wen Tingyun
A hundred tongues asked about the flowers without saying a word, and I seemed to hate the rain in Hengtang.
Bees compete with pink flowers and butterflies to share the fragrance, which is not like weeping poplars cherishing golden threads.
May you live a long and prosperous life, and don’t chase the east wind and remain swaying.
The Qin girl looked up at the misty moon with her brows, worried about the red ribbon and dewy sky far away.
Translation
The Moxa asked the flower, but the flower did not speak. Hanging around with your head down seems to resent the rain in Hengtang. Bees rush to collect pollen, and butterflies share the fragrance of flowers. Don't cherish the golden branches like weeping willows. I hope you can remain enchanting and charming for a long time, and don't chase the east wind and be blown away. Qin Nu frowned and looked at the moon shrouded in smoke, her sad face looking into the distance with dewdrops.