์šฐ์„  ๋ณธ์ธ์€ ์ฝ”๋”ฉ ํ•˜๋‚˜๋„ ๋ชจ๋ฆ„

์ˆ˜ํ•™์€ ์ข‹์•„ํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ ์ž˜ ๋ชปํ•˜๊ณ 


๊ทธ๋ž˜์„œ ์ œ๋ฏธ๋‚˜์ด์˜ ๋„์›€์„ ๋ฐ›์•˜๊ณ , ์ •ํ™•ํ•œ ๊ฑด ๋ชจ๋ฆ„

์•„๋ฌดํŠผ 1.58๋น„ํŠธ ๋ชจ๋ธ์ด ๊ฐ€๋ณ๋‹ค๊ณ  ํ•ด์„œ ๊ด€์‹ฌ์ด ์ƒ๊ฒจ์„œ ํ•™์Šต์‹œ์ผœ๋ด„ (1๋น„ํŠธ ๋ชจ๋ธ์€ ๋„ˆ๋ฌด ๊ทน๋‹จ์ ์ด๊ณ  ์‹ค์ œ๋กœ๋„ ์•ˆ์ข‹๋‹ค๊ณ  ํ•ด์„œ ํฌ๊ธฐํ•จ)
๊ทผ๋ฐ ๊ทธ๋ƒฅ ํ•™์Šต์‹œํ‚ค๋‹ˆ๊น ๋ญ”๊ฐ€ ์•„์‰ฌ์šด๊ฑฐ์ž„


๊ทธ๋ž˜์„œ ๋ฉฐ์น ๊ฐ„ ์ œ๋ฏธ๋‚˜์ด๋ž‘ ๋Œ€ํ™”ํ•˜๋‹ค๊ฐ€


์‚ฌ์›์ˆ˜๋ผ๋Š” ๊ฑธ ์•Œ๊ฒŒ๋จ


๊ทธ๋ž˜์„œ ๊ทธ๊ฑธ 1.58๋น„ํŠธ ์งœ๋ฆฌ ๋ชจ๋ธ์ด๋ž‘ ํ•ฉ์น˜๋ฉด ์–ด๋–ป๊ฒŒ ๋˜๋ƒ๊ณ  ํ–ˆ๋”๋‹ˆ



๋ง์ด ์•ˆ๋˜๋Š”๊ฑฐ์ž„

๊ฒŒ๋‹ค๊ฐ€ ์‚ฌ์›์ˆ˜ ์ž์ฒด๊ฐ€ ๊ณ„์‚ฐ์ด ๋ณต์žกํ•ด์„œ ๊ธฐ์กด์— ์—ฐ์ƒ๋Ÿ‰๋ณด๋‹ค ๊ฑฐ์˜ ๊ณฑ์…ˆ์„ 16๋ฐฐ, ๋ง์…ˆ 12๋ฐฐ๋Š” ๋” ํ•ด์•ผ ํ•œ๋‹ค๊ณ  ํ•จ

๊ทผ๋ฐ 1.58๋น„ํŠธ์งœ๋ฆฌ๋Š” -1, 0, 1๋ฐ–์— ์•ˆ ์จ์„œ
๊ฒฐ๋ก ์ ์œผ๋กœ ๊ณฑ์…ˆ์„ ์•ˆ ์จ๋„ ๋จ (๊ฐ€์ค‘์น˜์— ๋Œ€ํ•ด ๋ง์…ˆ, ๋บ„์…ˆ, ์•„๋ฌด๊ฒƒ๋„ ์•ˆํ•จ ์ด ์„ธ๊ฐ€์ง€๋‹ˆ๊น, ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ๋ง์…ˆ ๋บ„์…ˆ์€ ๊ฑฐ์˜ ํƒ€๊ฒฉ์ด ์—†๊ณ )

๊ทธ๋ž˜์„œ 16๋ฐฐ๊ฐ€ ์˜๋ฏธ๊ฐ€ ์—†์–ด์ ธ์„œ
์กด๋‚˜ ๊ฐœ์ฉŒ๋Š” ๋ชจ๋ธ์ด ๋˜์ง€ ์•Š์„๊นŒ ์‹ถ์–ด์„œ 2500๋งŒ ํŒŒ๋ผ๋ฏธํ„ฐ์งœ๋ฆฌ ์ž‘๊ฒŒ ํ•™์Šต์‹œ์ผœ๋ด„

์ฝ”๋žฉ์—์„œ A100 GPU ๋นŒ๋ ค๋‹ค๊ฐ€ ํ•™์Šต์‹œํ‚ด

๊ฐ€์ค‘์น˜๋Š” ์ด๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ๋‚˜์™”๊ณ 


ํƒ€์ด๋‹ˆ ์…ฐ์ต์Šคํ”ผ์–ด ๋ฐ์ดํ„ฐ์…‹์œผ๋กœ ํ•™์Šตํ•ด์„œ Loss๋Š” 1.5027๊นŒ์ง€ ๋–จ์–ด๋œจ๋ฆผ


์ œ๋ฏธ๋‚˜์ด ํ”ผ์…œ๋ก  ์ž˜ ๋‚˜์™”๋‹ค๊ณ  ํ•˜๋˜๋ฐ ์ง„์งœ์ธ์ง„ ๋ชจ๋ฅด๊ฒ ๋„ค


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