With the picturesque beauty standing on the steep rock gable Füzéri-is waiting passing by his ruin one with mountains totally enclosed we touch country: his Hollóház parish lies with the narrow rows of houses of a kind little valley dispersed on his middle, hills.
Hollóháza around the 600 the wooded, closed row of metre and mountains rising towards this in some places put an arm, and the chalk and the Turkish brook traverse it with kind splashing.












